Radio and television mirror (Nov 1939-Apr 1940)

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to Broadway, the idea of a glittering glamorous role seemed a bit off the track. He was full of his little theater in Woodstock. And one night, just a few days after he'd arrived, a man he'd met backstage with the Cornell troupe, asked him if he'd like to do something experimental and new on Broadway. The man was John Houseman, who had gained fame for his sensational production of Gertrude JANUARY, 1940 ■ Orson Welles has everything now, but his daughter Christopher Marlowe is his greatest delight. Stein's opera "Four Saints in Three Acts." He'd seen the manuscript of a play called "Panic," he said, by the poet, Archibald MacLeish. An altogether different kind of play. Poetic. Real. True to the times. A play of shadows and angry crowds and brutal faces. A play that should be produced — even if it were only for a night. Houseman had enough money for a three-night run. Would Orson come in with him as coproducer? Orson didn't hesitate. He shook hands with Houseman, talked excitedly with him until dawn — and it was a deal. What did glamour and glitter matter compared to this new alive thing that one could shape with one's hands and voice and brain? He 29