The Wild Party ‘s Over, And the Allergist ‘s Stuffed-Up

There are no accidents, said Dr. Jung, though he was never a drama critic. But what accounts for the phenomenon of two productions of The Wild Party ? Unless, that is, Joseph Moncure March’s 1926 jazz-age poem about druggy, tragic decadence is coincidentally the spirit of our times.

Yet March’s quite renowned syncopated opening to Read More