Judge — October 1936 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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Judge H that the luscious Lombard and the porarily married, were to h other around € Man Godfrey,” the all fidgety bos who knows w they st Beethoven for hot dog the matter fr ar as | can make o | work to turn in a thoroly ¢ ceeding admirably. Powell on the set, sat in his lap or stuck out her tongue at him but nothing could be made of this because she did precisely the same thing to any man she knew from the studio gateman to Mr. Adolph Zukor So aside from some abor- tive ballyhoo, the masterminds who had delib- erately studio teamed the two, hoping to get fireworks, were sadly let down on their com- fortable patios. I have yet to see how love or hate can effect a good performance. Time and again have I sought with microscopes for ns of a known offscreen romance making the screen to take fire. Time and again I have seen two actors, jeal- 7 ous of and hateful to each um other during the making of a picture, turn ina Shelleyan nee that rang with roma | burning passion, That's how deeply I go into my critical | job. } However, “My Man God- { frey” is a pleasant farce | made of old bits of Rachel | Crothers, some early } Maugham, a lot of surefire plot gadg: as tried as Chautauqua—all cunningly arranged in a cantmiss pat- tern. Lombard, a dizzy twill, very rich, snags Pc drags him in the news went round Carole ascinatingly ugly Mr. Will Powell, once tem throw ain in “My Fan Mags got held the mig and Powell consulte ned; editors at; Lombard rs as to how to comport themselve rted working the Hollywood souls at the Hollywood Bowl rushec s and to catch the lat m the trade papers. the Lombard retaliated with an old petname, and the two wen ow and then Lombard rubbed noses with vell from a Hooverville on a city dump, sa Forgotten Man ina makes him the family butler in a family even serewier than she is. In time Powell sanes up this goofy crowd, takes a beating from Lombard’s sister, turns out to be ric himself temporarily depressed and ar market. He finagles around | Rooseveltian manner, wins what Lombard’s paw loses, saves THE ty presses for Club and J. P. Morga their Vm afraid 1 dic and the night ment but they ¢ ellectuals filling their out between ch and est fla } son by the unemployed his forme Powell called Lombard Snoc home on the city night spot. complete wit! ible, routine performs , Suc charge, called The Dump. “Not yours? Well, it is now—I carried it up five flights and I'll be damned if I carry it down! avenger Hunt, then impeeunious bi amateur. uite the face sculptured from s« folks helows or faney trills. Mi in what must be an anti- hard and solves t the family from ruin, gets himself Le problem of unemployment—thereby mak c tween the Crusaders, Alf Landon, Polly anna, d sound fairly reasonable. What I this—Bill would like to take factories and farms and turn them into r all the Hoovervilles and idle upported by the ri y to spend by playing the market. He himself makes Dump i functional are’ id it looked the sereen, Maybe this is what Mr. I rest of the fevered melee Greg to have too much lipstick on his handsome Irish mt (Page 20, national himself a sort of ere Freud. e@ Man in Gray, Romeo, the Union Le trick I's ideas on unemploy ht clubs, operated h, who would get » the dandiest, whitest itect id ¢ very prosperous on wer andon has in mind in those billboard promises of a job for every one if he’s elected. Anyway it's worth a try. Lord knows we're try- ing everything else. F IT weren't for the hur- ricane clowning of those unashamed vodvil ins, the Ritz Brothers, and a certain vitality with their presence must have infected the rest of the Hollywood st Sing sing”? which Baby — Sing ald be just. a so-so musical, wreathed in bum taste. But every once in a while when everything is about to dis- appear in’ the gathering loom, th idiots appear and proceed to save the ture. For “Sing by Sing” is attempt to poke fun at the recent cross-coun- try flight of our leadi Shakespearean actor, and in such noble purpose it falls flat on its face. Not that Mr. trymore is entitled to any privacy in return for his peceadillos d'amour but at least he entitled to good straight satirical which he doe a miserable punches, Vt get in this —only fouls, T ted Mr. © otherwise Menjou is badly the unhappy akespearean and in. the ry Ratoff plays the usual Myhooer trying to put over the usual gifted This time the amateur is Alice Faye, the gal with . and she sings without fur- vel Whalen is a reporter-juvenile, at hand in the stock does the usual squabbling with the heroi » Alice and seems Patsy comicbooks.com