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The Harrowing of HeavenAuthor(s): Kenneth PorterSource: The North American Review, Vol. 247, No. 1 (Spring, 1939), p. 179Published by: University of Northern IowaStable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/25115088 .

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CINEMA 179

Galatea of Shaw does a much more interesting coming to life than that of an ivory statue into cold beauty.

In the hands of Wendy Hiller the transformation of Eliza Doolittle is rich, lively, and sustained. It is a difficult r61e done exceptionally well. Leslie Howard's Professor

Higgins is excellent through the first three-quarters of the

picture, but in the end seems carried away by the author's intellectual hokum into a bit of hamming.

The picture is definitely amusing and should pave the

way for others from the same source. It is to be hoped,

however, that in the future Mr. Shaw allows leeway for the broader scope of the screen and doesn't demand con

tinued allegiance to the proscenium arch.

Vince Hall

The Harrowing of Heaven

Hillsides once golding with the sun

gradually shadow; low

quadrigae ?

chariots that run

on turning knives for wheels ? now go

stolidly, anti-Phoebus driven, to harry back the tarnished light across the under-arch of heaven

and past the nine-fold gates of night (smoulder, transcendent living rays!).

. . .

The chariots cleave both star and clod, each in a self-created cloud

revealed concealed for mortal eyes.

Kenneth Porter

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