July 3 was the birthday of theatre critic, columnist and author John Mason Brown (1900-1969).
Most of the major theatre critics of Brown’s day enjoyed lingering pop culture fame by expanding into other forms and other media (e.g. George S. Kaufman, Dorothy Parker, Alexander Woollcott, P.G. Wodehouse, Robert Benchley, et al). One peer who stuck to criticism, George Jean Nathan, benefits from his association with H.L. Mencken and The American Mercury. But poor Brown has fallen by the wayside. Inevitably I would have come across him in my researches, but my exposure was fast-tracked many decades ago when I discovered a couple of battered old books by him in an abandoned box: Dramatis Personae: A Retrospective Show (1963), a compendium of his best reviews and essays from across the decades; and The American Theatre, 1752-1934 (1934), a collection of theatre reviews from those years, co-edited by Brown and Montrose J. Moses, a friend of Houdini’s, who died the year of its publication.
Both of these books aided me immeasurably in my understanding of American theatre from the earliest years to the first third of the 20th century. Furthermore, they served to me as examples of how to write. A lot of people gush about George Jean Nathan, but Nathan has never spoken to me. Neither his style nor his sensibilities have ever impressed me. (You’ll note that while I’ve done posts on all these others, I’ve not yet bothered with Nathan, whom everyone seems to love). Whereas, I find the forgotten Brown to be entertaining, engaging, a much more satisfying guy to read, both because of his literary style and his grounding in history. He’s funny, he’s passionate, he grabs you by the lapels.
Brown was a Kentuckian with American roots going back to the earliest days of colonial Virginia. His namesake and grandfather, Colonel John Mason Brown (1837-1890), led the 45th Kentucky Mounted Infantry Regiment in the Union Army during the Civil War and was brother to U.S. Senator Benjamin Gratz Brown (1826-1885). His great-grandfather was U.S. Senator John Brown (1757-1837), a relation of both the Breckinridge and Preston families, important political families in both Virginia and Kentucky. Brown attended Harvard (which holds his papers), graduating in 1923. (He is thus sadly not the inspiration for Rida Johnson Young’s 1906 Brown of Harvard). His professional affiliations included Theatre Arts Magazine (1925-29), The New York Evening Post (1929-41), The World Telegram (1941), and The Saturday Review (1944-69), for which he wrote a column called “Seeing Things”. That gap (1941-44) is of course accounted for by World War Two service. He served as a Naval Lieutenant on the USS Ancon during the Invasion of Sicily, penning a book about the experience entitled To All Hands.
Brown was a big supporter of Robert Sherwood, and wrote a couple of books about him. His old professor George Pearce Baker was another favorite theatrical subject. Brown’s writings about all of the contemporary theatrical figures of his time are invaluable. But he was curious and eclectic in his interests, so he also wrote books about such farther afield topics as Kentucky history, the life of Daniel Boone, his own illustrious family, and much else.
We have at least one thing to dislike Brown for. He was one of those who led the anti-comic book crusade of the post-war years, making him one of the arch-enemies of Max and William Gaines. It makes perfect sense that such would be his perspective. Given his background, upbringing, and education, it would be surprising if he didn’t bring a certain set of biases to the table. But when it came to theatre he was always open-minded and forward-looking, from his early, breathlessly enthusiastic early book The Modern Theatre in Revolt (1929), to his 1963 resignation from the Pulitzer Prize for Drama jury for its refusal to give the award to Edward Albee for Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?
One can’t help but wonder however what he would have made of Oh! Calcutta!