Judge — September 1938 — page 21: what you’re looking at

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sir, you can't say Korda doesn’t take risks. Right now he's glorifying the tak- ing of the Sudan in “Four Feathers,” and, according to a little note from his publicity department, he’s having 4,000 papier-maché swords forwarded to the location crews in the Sudan. These will be used for the Fuzzy Wuzzy battle scenes with native soldiers. It seems the natives have a good deal of trouble get- ting the idea that a film battle is all just clean fun, and they go at each other's throats if given a good weapon. Now, in America we are civilized; we have Louella Parsons instead. Autumnal Upheaval This is just the time of year, says Junior, when the tired New Yorker takes the last reel of blurred pictures of little Wilbur standing in front of the bungalow; packs everything in the car except the wet bathing suits (over- looked) ; finds to his surprise that the Labor Day traffic on the roads back to the city is just as bad as he predicted; fails to find the key to his apartment; gets let in by the landlord and finds that the summer sub-letters used the place for a gymnasium; takes a good hot bath to clean up and loses fifty per cent of that golden summer tan; enjoys his first day of sun in three weeks at the office next day; and wishes he were very, very, dead. “You won't believe this one, Sarge!” September Sips And Suppers You can blow Junior down, but it is now actually possible to see the show and dance at either Billy Rose's Casa Manana or at Leon & Eddie's for one lonesome buck . . . A naval officer visit- ing the cool and pleasant Hawaiian Room of the Hotel Lexing- ton told bandleader Ray Kinney that “Hawaii is getting more like the Hawaiian Room every day.” . . . Benny Goodman (Jive, you cats!) and his orchestra will be at the Empire Room of the Waldorf-Astoria for dinner and supper dancing, beginning in October. The nights will be hideous with jungle rhythms and primitive foot-stamping for some time thereafter. Al Donahue and Eddie LeBaron are continuing with their orchestras in the Rainbow Room of Rockefeller Center, with Bob Bromley’s puppets and Dorothy Fox's dancing . . . The Rainbow Grill, just a few steps down, is having a busy season, aided by the baton-wielding of Ben Cutler, a former seven-letter man at Yale who is doing a good deal to dispel the theory formed about Yale by folk who have watched that other alumnus, Mr. Vallée . .- A good place for dinner or lunch is the Restaurant Crillon, at 277 Park Avenue . . . and for cocktails and dinner, Larue, at 45 East 58th Street. Notes and Half-Notes The sign situation is getting serious. There is one down on “Albert used to be with the foreign legion—he says Fourteenth Street reading “Female Colored Girl Wanted"; and he knows a mirage when he sees one!” (Continued on page 47) THE JUDGE FOR SEPTEMBER comicbooks.com