Word: boys
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...required majority, Lee O'Daniel's vote total would be one of the two biggest and put him in the run-off primary. Meantime, Wilbert Lee O'Daniel said soberly: "I don't know whether or not I'll get elected, but, boy! it sure is good for the flour business...
Little Tough Guy (Universal) clucks its tongue sympathetically over the bitterness of a boy whose father has been convicted of murder for killing a man while helping a picket line repulse an assault by strikebreakers. But hopelessly quartered and drawn by the tugging of four wayward plot trends, it is less notable as a contribution to cinema than it is for expressing a viewpoint cinema has seldom before ventured-that there is something wrong about strikebreaking...
Almost as familiar as boy-meets-girl is the cinema situation in which Victor McLaglen fights with an adversary less cumbersome but much cleverer than himself. While Dobbie (McLaglen), a hulking, happy-go-lucky prospector, endures prolonged humiliation at the hands of an up & coming gambling-house proprietor (Brian Donlevy), his wife Kit (Gracie Fields) supports him and her moppet nephew by pursuing her profession of music-hall artiste...
...mornings later, after the mourners had shot off fireworks, got drunk, said how beautiful the dead boy looked, the body had hideously decomposed. A violin and a guitar played mournfully It Ain't Gonna Rain No More as they started in procession. At the cemetery the drunken schoolmaster, pronouncing a funeral oration, fell into the grave. Nobody laughed. A row of buzzards sat on the fence like undertakers. The violin and the guitar played Yes, We Have No Bananas...
...musicians got lost in the jungle but Garcia played the fiddle. It was a dark night. Manuel had brought Carlos a pair of tight, shiny shoes as a present from Texas. Carlos, used to running barefoot, slipped on a narrow bridge and fell into the river. When the boy was missed, the women wailed, the men put a consecrated candle on a piece of wood, let it float to midstream. Where it stopped, Perez dived and brought up the body. They took it to the Garcias' little hut, dressed it in a shoddy blue sailor-suit, put a crown...