Word: bellhops
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...story: Robert Walker, a bellhop, becomes the personal attendant of Hedy Lamarr, a mythical European princess briefly visiting a hotel on Manhattan's Central Park South. Infatuated, he no longer has time or heart to spare for June Allyson, a little cripple who loves him. No objet d'art in the royal suite is insurable against his awed backward stumblings and heel-clackings...
...realize that the poor boy is head over heels in love with her, and have a little pity-or some feasible substitute. But she is too much absorbed in whether Warner Anderson, a rather sour-eyed journalist she once knew abroad, still loves her, and she crudely exploits the bellhop's affections in order to get another interview with the reporter. This begins to be really painful when Mr. Walker courts her in a hired dress suit, under the impression that she wants to make him her prince consort...
...Bellboy is not entirely an unbearable experience. Miss Lamarr, as usual, is one of the loveliest women alive-or even sleepwalking. "Rags" Ragland, as a friend of Miss Allyson's, is very gentle and likable whenever he forgets to imitate Walt Disney's Pluto. Some of the bellhop-cripple scenes are genuinely touching. And June Allyson, though she is used time & time again for no better purpose than to beat your brains out with pathos, remains a charming and promising young actress...
Mississippi-born Playwright Williams has done many things besides write plays. Since graduating from the State University of Iowa, he has been a bellhop, an elevator operator, a movie usher, a teletyper, a warehouse handyman, a waiter and spouter of verse in a Greenwich Village nightclub. He has also changed his name, because he thought his real name, Thomas Lanier Williams, "sounded too much like William Lyon Phelps...
...long red carpet which Denver's historic Brown Palace Hotel spreads for the feet of royalty was unrolled at the front door one day last week. A curious woman asked, "Who are you expecting?" A bellhop grinned, said, "A $50,000 bull." Snapped the woman: "You don't have to be nasty." A few minutes later a $50,000 bull named T. T. Regent lumbered out of a truck, waddled up the red rug, was triumphantly installed in a pen in the lobby...