Word: blimps
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Life and Death of Colonel Blimp (General Cinema Finance-United Artists) is one of the most expensive and ambitious films ever made in England. It cost some $1,000,000 and it runs, even as cut for U.S. distribution, two hours and 26 minutes. Its very leisurely pace-almost that of a novel rather than a drama-may mystify the American cinemaddict, but the leisure is put to such good use that the chances are it will charm him instead. For The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp is an uncommonly rich and pleasant study in character, both human...
...famed cartoons, Blimp acts out in black & white, by one class and political reflex after another, the whole tragicomic history of a special kind of British stupidity. The screen's version of Blimp, in rosy Technicolor, is not a Low specimen of humanity at all, but one long apologia for the better side of the Low character. Watching on the screen how the old man got that way, you would never suspect that the Colonel and his kind had anything to do with bringing on the Second World War. Even insofar as Blimp is shown to be old-fashioned...
...York World's Fair, starred Eleanor Holm, whom -just as soon as Fanny Brice divorced him-Rose was going to marry. But for the war, Rose would probably have gone through with his sky show-"a chorus of 64 planes," the orchestra in one captive blimp, a glee club in another, and "70,000 spectators" on the ground...
...time it was Orson Welles. McCarthy (who, of course, always has Scriptwriter Bergen on his side) blithely opened up: "Oh, Orson! .. . Oh, Wellesie! . . . Where is old fatso?" Welles came out of the wings at NBC's Manhattan studios, and McCarthy chirped: "Why don't you release a blimp for active service?" Once before, Welles had taken even worse abuse from his radio host. That time the actor had asked "the Magnificent Splinter" what he thought of the weighty Welles efforts on the air. Said McCarthy: "At first I thought something had died in my radio...
Herbert George Wells, in a fit of Blimp-like indignation, haled his landlord, Lieut. Colonel Sir Thomas Moore. M.P., into court, got him fined $29. Reason: over the doorway of the building where Wells lives, Sir Thomas had posted a large sign for a Salvation Army Service Club on the premises. Fumed the novelist: "[I am] entirely hostile to this needless cheapening of one of the best sites in London." Fumed the M.P. (who refused to tear down the sign): "They may prosecute me again. ... I shall bring the matter up in Parliament...