Re: Steven Leigh Morris' article on Tennessee Williams ["The Kindness of Strangers," August 612]. I decided to see John Patrick Langs' play Desire. What surprised me was that neither in Morris' review, nor in Langs' playbill notes, nor in your regular review of the play, was there any mention that Desire is taken from a Williams short story, "Desire and the Black Masseur," found in his book of short stories One Arm.
In the playbill, Langs writes that Desire "is not the truth as it happened but an emotional journey . . . inspired by the language and images of one of America's greatest writers." I think somewhere along the line someone should have given credit to the Williams story, from which entire lines have been lifted for the play; otherwise, the whole things smacks of plagiarism.
In John Patterson's "The Smooth and the Hairy" [August 2026], I was pleased to see the spot-on tribute to the good, neglected actor Stanley Baker. But Patterson makes a woeful mistake in reviewing the contemporary British male screen actor: Why concentrate on the uninteresting and overexposed, when every film critic knows the best male lead performance so far this year is by Om Puri in My Son, the Fanatic! Or do nonwhite actors not count when speaking of British films?
I recently had a chance to read the article by Jonathan Vankin about Scott Duncan ["Vintage Computers," August 2026]. I think a person like Scott, like his computers, is a rare find these days -- someone who is not just interested in the technology, but in helping usher us into the high-tech world we live in today.
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