Judge, 1929-07-20 · page 8 of 36
Judge — July 20, 1929 — page 8: what you’re looking at
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# "Judge" Page Analysis: Hollywood Scandal Probe This page satirizes early 1920s Hollywood scandals through a comic strip titled "Judge," which depicts slapstick scenes of physical comedy and mayhem—pratfalls, chasing, collapsing furniture. The accompanying article by S.J. Perelman discusses a scandal involving actor Gaginsberg (likely a pseudonym), whom the writer interviewed. The piece mocks Hollywood's moral hypocrisy: three film directors faced "dirty stories," and the industry's reputation suffered. The article suggests Ginsberg's promotion to "wardrobe mistress" was suspicious, and references his involvement in questionable conduct. The humor targets Hollywood's attempts to manage scandalous behavior while maintaining public respectability—a recurring theme in 1920s satirical commentary on the film industry's moral standards.
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FILM SCANDAL PROBE LOOMS Hollywood Gaga as Ginsberg Tells All! By S.J. Perelman, Hollywood Correspondent Houtywoon, July 18.—Up till last) Tuesday things around Hollywood had been rather quiet. Only three directors had been murdered in their palatial apartments and none of the important sereen luminaries had give ther party for over a week. vorces were g) stars, and the screen colony was yawning over last Sunday's dirty stories. Then, like a bolt from the blue or My Annapolis and You, came the red-hot ex- posé on Hal Roach’s Gang of 8. The blow-off is directly due to Martin van Buren, a retired Turkish huckster of Turkish and huck towels, who formerly lived in Penury, Long Island, but had come West to enter the lispies. Arriving in Hollywood, he changed his name to Gins- berg and soon rose to promi- nence in the croaking pictures. “Pass the mustard—Joe!” His performance in the sound parts of “Loves of an Actress” won such acclaim that he to wardrobe mistress in t “T thought, like the great film public, that 1 was dealing with a group of you rs." said Mr. Gins- berg yesterday when I interviewed him in his as promoted Comedies $4,000,000 bathtub in Beverly Hills. “When I think of the unsuspecting dope that [ was, I feel like laughing tonelessly.” He laughed tonelessly several times while I regarded him narrowly. here was a little tone in that last peal of laughter, Ginsberg, old man,” I corrected. “Better try it over again on your laugh- He obliged with ready insouciance, and this time ali tones were lacking. A near at hand measured out a morning dose of seven thousand grains of morphine and carried in several bushels of press cut- tings. “Don't mince words with me, Ginsberg,” | warned, fingering my gat. “You are talking to the Press and twelve million fans are waiting.” I'll talk, Perelman,” shud- dered Ginsberg hoarsely. “Do you know Joe Cobb in the ‘Our Gang’ Comedie “You mean the fat boy?” I comicbooks.com