Word: artistes
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Swing High (Pathé) depends entirely upon a widespread conviction, the nurturing of which the motion picture industry appears to regard as its most sacred duty, that circus sawdust is a powder of romance. Here a trapeze artist in a traveling circus becomes united, after vicissitudes and theme songs, with the protagonist in a medicine show. A distinguished cast including Helen Twelvetrees, Chester Conklin, Ben Turpin and Stepin Fetchit are involved in the itinerant sentimentalities. The villain is the ringmaster and has a mustachio...
Casanova Jones is profusely illustrated by Artist Willy Pogany...
...Virgen Maria and waited months, not speaking out loud. When the voice did come back it was some time before she dared test it. Again she went to Italy, cared for the wounded in War hospitals. It was in 1919 that she returned to the Metropolitan, a greater artist than before. Since then she has had a succession of successes as Fiora in L'Amore, Violetta in Traviata, Mimi in Bohème, Nedda in Pagliacci, Juliette, Manon, Mélisande. She is devout and, like most opera singers, superstitious. She has a wire-haired terrier, "Rowdy," whom...
Sidney J. Perelman is Judge's able artist-author of many a crazy drawing, crazy patter. His form of humor: to satirize the commonplace by exaggerating it. His puns are so startling they are often funny; his patchwork of hackneyed phrases so unexpected and alliterative it often shocks you into laughter. Alliterative, too, are his illustrations. With Quentin J. Reynolds of the New York Evening World he has written a lively, whimsical, improbable but satirical yarn in which his hand is evident but not quite evident enough. The chapter-headings, take-offs on an old tradition, are obviously Perelman...
...There is in the language of Bali no word for art. There is no word for artist. A man is a stone carver, a wood carver, a painter, a goldsmith; that his work will be a striving for the beautiful is taken for granted. But charming though it be, Bali is no saccharine Utopia, monotonous with felicity. As in other tropic countries, milk and honey come in cans. There women grow old and shrink to hideous phantoms of themselves...