Valeska Suratt

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Valeska Suratt, the recurrent manifestation, looking like two-year-old and playing with that lithe vigor which attended her when she was a singer, when she was a dancer, when she became a film star and when she is, as now, a dramatic actress. Suratt spells vigor, fibre [sic] and animation, and she decks this with rare taste in dress, colorings, atmosphere, settings and detail – everything about her and the playlet, “Scarlet,” is daring, vibrant and positive. There is nothing manby pamby in anything attending it. The star and the material have at times perhaps been criticized, as all things human are, but no one ever said they lacked red blood. Supported by an acting cast, with no posers, every one giving an account of the part assigned, “Scarlett” stood up for Miss Suratt at least as powerfully as it did last season. It took hearty laughs, was interspersed with applause, and at the finish drew seven honest curtains. The matinee was packed as a tribute to Miss Suratt’s drawing power, though it was the week before Christmas week and the unseasonable heavens sent splashing rain.  
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Variety Magazine, LVIII: 17 December 1920