“Is a veritable volcano of poetry, pouring out real fire, mingled with smoke and ashes. What Mr. Lodge lacks is the saving sense of humor. He has undoubted force and passion. The whole play gives the impression of reversed dynamics.”
| + — | Ind. 58: 783. Ap. 6, ‘05. 80w. |
“His mastery of poetic structure is still imperfect. Yet, when all due abatement has been made, ‘Cain’ is a book of interesting promise. There is here, moreover, in both substance and form, much to reward attention.”
| + — | Nation. 80: 73. Ja. 26, ‘05. 420w. |
“Mr. Lodge’s drama is a personal and passionate reading of the story of Cain and Abel, in which Cain is presented as a Biblical Prometheus daring the wrath of heaven to bring light to the souls of men. He is the archetype of the modern free-thinker, while Abel is the cowardly formalist.”
| + | N. Y. Times. 10: 18. Ja. 14, ‘05. 340w. |
London, Jack. [The game.] [†]$1.50. Macmillan.
A story of the prize ring showing two types of fighters,—one a fine specimen of manhood, the other fashioned after the brute order. There is an idyllic romance too, which of course concerns the higher minded boxer and a very human young maiden who grows jealous of her rival “the game.” The author has drawn the savage side with deft realism, both from the participant’s and the spectator’s viewpoint.
“Mr. London has in this book made a very decided advance in the matter of style.”
| + + — | Acad. 68: 809. Ag. 5, ‘05. 300w. |