Life, 1928-03-29 · page 14 of 34
Life — March 29, 1928 — page 14: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains humorous domestic satire typical of early 20th-century Life magazine. **"A Husband Talks in His Sleep"** presents a contrast between what a wife *expects* to hear (romantic compliments, declarations of fidelity) versus what he *actually says* (mundane talk about baseball, business deals, and eating). The joke mocks husbands' apparent indifference to romance and their preoccupation with trivial male concerns. **"Intellectual Movies"** satirizes pretentious art-house cinema and its typical audience—thin, affected urbanites affected by obscure European films with "wild, exotic tunes." The cartoon illustrations and accompanying hen/rooster dialogue provide visual comedy about gender expectations and marital dynamics, common Life magazine themes mocking bourgeois American domestic life.
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Sue: Gosh! And all I can think of is sacred language. A Husband Talks in His Sleep What his wife expects to hear: but you're a pretty girl! “ G Where have you been all my life? How about a show and a bite afterward? No, I'm not married. Honest! Do I look henpecked? I might have married if I had ever met a girl like you but all the women I ever knew were frumps compared to you. How about a little kiss? Um! ....You know, George, it's the easi- est thing in the world to put any- thing over on that ball-and-chain of mine. I hope she never learns how much I'm really earning. That would crab my fun. Isn't a man a fool for getting married? My wife ought to reduce, but I don’t dare tell her that....Yep, I'm the big Tue Hen: T just love this showing off on Easter. Tue Rooster: So do I, when I've got you to crow about. loser, all right, Jim, but what's $600? Don't tell your wife about it, though. It might get to mine and then there'd be the deuce to pay.... If my wife calls up, Miss Jones, tell her I've gone out on a business deal. If it’s important you can reach me at my speakeasy. I'll probably be there most of the afternoon,” What he really says: “Wish I had a big car like Harry's. Mine looks like a piece of junk.... Yes, sir, I'll admit that was a serious mistake, but I'll see that it doesn't happen again... .Quit shoving, you big boob, and stand on your own feet for a while....Wonder if the Yanks will cop the series again... . Take a letter, Miss Jones, to the Peerless....Ham sandwich and a cup of coffee.” Robert Hage. Questionnaire WHO and his money are soon parted? 2. Who rush in where angels fear to tread? 3. One what is born every minute? . Who addressed his prayer to a rag, a bone, ete.? 5. No what like an old what? . You can’t what all the people all the time? 7. To whom is April 1 dedicated? 8. No whattin’? . Intellectual Movies K 2S in the lobby chairs, silken and insistent, Village lasses dreamy-eyed, anything but distant; oe Dim lights, trim lights, esthetes in their ‘teens, Cognoscenti clutching their verdant magazines, Strains from the orchestra—wild, exotic tunes, Amber-haired usherettes in pantaloons. Paintings futuristic, frightfully ar- tistic, Atmosphere determinedly and sternly cabalistic. , Here and there a freak in habili- ments bizarre— Touch of the Slavic. a samovar. ...A friendly bit of counsel from one who ought to know: Hang about the lobby for the cream of the show! D’Annunzio Cohen. velvet vith, of course, F Love has an alphabet—and why not?—it probably avowals and consents. consists of An Easter Raseit comicbooks.com