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...song plugger, Richman won stardom in the Broadway revues of the '20s and '30s, where he introduced standards like The Birth of the Blues and It All Depends on You. One of the highest paid stars of the era, and temporary fiancé to "It Girl" Clara Bow, Richman mastered the role of playboy smoothie with his penchant for showgirls, gambling and amateur aviation...
...Rimpa techniques and virtues: the sprightly drawing of flower and tendril; the formal presentation of each poet in a separate cartouche, as in a print. In his more realistic vein, as in a screen depicting Flowering Plants of Summer, Hoitsu possessed epigrammatic powers of observation: the fronds bend and bow under the summer rain, weaving a delicate lattice of green against the now tarnished silver ground...
...Archbishop of Philadelphia. Krol's father had come from Poland, and the cardinal won the crowd immediately by addressing them in fluent, if accented Polish. "I was never a prisoner in a concentration camp," he said. "I was never captured or exiled. I never suffered [your] scourges. I bow my head...
Hope makes a pass at playing a TV talk-show host whose wife (Eva Marie Saint) came out to take a bow one evening and hasn't left the stage since. Miffed at the state of his marriage generally, and particularly huffy about competition from his spouse, Hope wings off to his Arizona ranch, where he becomes mixed up in the mur der of an Indian girl, portrayed by a Vegas chorine type caked...
...unliberated womanhood. Eva Marie is converted from "doing her own thing" to housewifedom and motherhood after some heavy petting with Hope, who manages to extricate them both from imprisonment in a cave. To do this, he shoots a signal out of a crack in the rocks with a homemade bow crafted from a handy branch and Eva Marie's leopard-skin brassiere. "I'm certainly glad I didn't burn my bra," coos Eva Marie. This sort of sniggering sitcom stuff belongs more prop erly on television, the celluloid burial ground for which Cancel My Reservation...