Originally posted by Howard Brown
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I seemed to recall a mention in an earlier posting of Booth in his only self-written part. I have never read "The Marble Heart", so I can only assume it is...err...typical of the claptrap that was popular dramaturgy in Britain, the U.S., and most of Europe in the 19th Century (possibly the most dismal century of recent ones in terms of creating living theatre - at least until Ibsen, Shaw, Pinero, Gilbert, Jones, Chekhov, Wilde, and Strindberg show up at the end of the century). The only successful one from earlier in the British Isles and America who still pops up is Dion Boucicault ("The Octoroon", "London Assurance", "The Colleen Bawn"), while a few of the French ones (Victorien Sardou, Victor Hugo, Alexandre Dumas Pere, and Alexandre Dumas Fils - the latter for "Camille"), and one Russian (Gogol - for "The Inspector Genera) hang in there.
A small volume of Wilkes Booth's surviving writings was published in the 1990s, and included the text of "The Marble Heart".
Maybe it was realizing what crap his repertory actually was made up of that turned Booth off from a stage career. Most likely though it wasn't.
Jeff
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