Judge — June 25, 1932 — page 34: what you’re looking at

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“After you, Peyster—you're the senior partner!” Seniority Is Not Enough i iv were nothing other than respect for age and honor- able standing, we wouldn't dare st t that you X the coupon below. But Judge is something more than the oldest and best-known humorous weekly in Ame: It is in step with the times—with a spring in its step. Pune two harassec ntlemen above are not subscribers to Judge. If they were, they wouldn't be out on that windowsill saying, “You first!” Tur be inside, windows down. Readi The The- atre” of George Jean Nathan, or Baird Leonards’ “Mra. Pepys,” or peering eagerly over Sid Lenz’ shoulder in his Bridge Foru Or—more likely—just: skimming over the cheerful pages of America’s leading humorists. Regular readers of Judge have no earthly use for win- dowsills except to keep cic jugs and geraniums on. SUBSCRIBE TODAY DGE 6-25.32 ENCLOSED FIND FIVE DOLLARS 18 East 48th Street New York, N. Y. NAME $ .00 ADDRESS 52 Issues cITY THE THEATRE (Continued from page 18) again. Poor Hurst's idea of doubly i nte was evidently derived “Hot Sally,” “My Na “How Millinees Amu: and other such literary treasures de- signed for the American trade by the scrubby bibliothéques in the Rue Laferriére. But even had the Hurst share of the evening been better than it was, the Pemberton contribution would have dis ed it. Both in |the matter of ting: and direction |the stage was very far removed from |the intelligence shown in “Strictly | Dishonorable.” s the lascivious Columbus, the already alluded to Carminati presented a performance that suggested Hyman Adler and Maurice Schwartz taking Louise Closser Hale out to tea. Or, more accurately, Louise Closser Hale tak- ing the MM. Adler and Schw é |In a réle supposed—erroneously, true | enough to be humorous, the pos- |turing Tullio, clad in sombre Ham- letian black and gold and unable to conceal his great self-satisfaction over his shape, alternately gave him- self to the acting technique of a lower Second Avenue tragedian and of a dowager duchess in an Alfred |Sutro play. As a seductive scullery maid, a plump young piece rejoicing |in the name of Gilda Oakleaf needed | only a boop-a-doop number to make her performance available for one of | the movie cathedrals. And, save in | a couple of other instances, the rest | of the troupe was not noticeably happier. I herewith, accordingly, order the M. Pemberton, who surely knows better, to vo to bed without any If he answers back to pap: s that there was no better play lying around for him to pro- duce—and no better actors to play it—I shall see to it that he doesn’t get any breakfast either. And, if “Christopher Comes Across” goes to the storehouse as promptly and prof- as I think it will, he had better behave himself, because he is going to be pretty hungr Nathan Recommends > Box!—A_ musical the best thing “Show Boat” vival of the An evening w Amsterdam )—Broadly ea variety of metro ntertaining stuff of laughs for STATE comicbooks.com