Angry, Angrier, Angriest
As I groped for my seat five minutes after curtain time, the young man over whose feet I was attempting not to stumble murmured, reproachfully, “How could you be late?” It was inconceivable to him and to the rest of the intense young to young-middle-aged audience that any one would miss a single golden word of John Osborne’s explosive play, Look. Back in Anger, opening in New York after a stormy but successful sixteen months run in London.




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