Again, bravo to the RFT for showing a little backbone. I take back a few of the rotten things I continually say about your paper. Good luck to us all.
Jack Petrovic, Affton

Stage, July 27, 2006

Play Things Deanna, wont you please? Can you please ask Deanna Jent to resign? Her review of Metamorphoses ["Cannonball!"] is proof-positive once again that as a member of the theater community she cannot offer an objective look at anything she is reviewing. She has obvious biases against and for certain actors she has cast in her shows and against certain directors and theaters she is threatened by. This production has received glowing reviews and, the night that I was there, a standing ovation. Picking out a misspelling in the program is merely a distraction and a childish waste of energy. (Especially when the RFT's own listing spelled the playwright's name incorrectly.)

Please try to give your readers something constructive to read and form an opinion by and not some insider's rant on what she would have done. Having her on staff is an obvious conflict of interest as she cannot possibly look objectively at anything without thinking she could always do a better job and knows exactly how things should be staged.
Sam Craig, St. Louis

Ba-da Bing: White Christmas as a play is thin because White Christmas as a movie was designed not as high art but as an excuse for Bing Crosby to sing Irving Berlin [Dennis Brown, "Basic White"]. Outside of his turn as Frank Elgin in The Country Girl, Crosby basically played "Bing Crosby." It was a persona created by writer Carroll Carroll for the Bing's radio show and it carried him to become America's number-one attraction in movies, on records and in broadcasting.

To ask someone else to assume that role is impossible. It's one of those strange show-business rituals, like the tribute album. Why listen to Bette Midler sing the Rosemary Clooney songbook when Rosie is only a CD away? Why go see someone else try to play "Bing Crosby" when the old groaner is sitting on the DVD rack?
Brian Johnson, Canton, Ohio

Stage, July 20, 2006

Who, What, Guare Guare dog: The House of Blue Leaves is one of those shows that one appreciates more with repeated viewings [Deanna Jent, "Guare Is Hell"]. Now, if you want to see a real Guare dog, search out Moon Under Miami. After a Chicago fiasco many years ago — so bad that a major theater company died after producing it — it seems to have rightly disappeared.
Hugh Spencer, Countryside, Illinois

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