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...regarded as a more rigid pillar of the industry than Mr. Zukor, Mr. Lasky or Mr. Hertz. But Shanghai Express is" a picture of the new school, and when Marlene Dietrich promises Warner Oland to visit him at his castle if he will refrain from destroying Clive Brook's eyesight with a red hot poker, you will not find the situation banal...
...could not possibly achieve in a medium less persuasive than the cinema. Because the cars, the engines, the soldiers, the flags and noises of cities through which the Shanghai express passes are thoroughly realistic, the villainies of Mr. Chang and even the curiously elaborate speeches written for Clive Brook seem real also. Miss Dietrich's legs are not so evident as usual and she acts well in the manner of a less stoic Garbo. The wars to which the picture alludes are the civil disturbances which raged in China early last year; but, alert to the advantages...
...Husband's Holiday" is a re-simmering of the free-soul theme in a middle-class milieu. Living in sin has seldom been more pedestrian. Miss Vivienne Osborne permits her husband, Mr. Clive Brook, to conduct his extra-martial affair with Miss Juliette Compton, knowing that he'll come home just as surely as Little Bo-Peep. There is little for the erring husband to choose between the two women, and Mr, Brook takes no great pleasure in either. Neither does the Playgoer. Best scene: Mr. Brook playing with the children's toy tracks...
University-"Husband's Holiday," with Clive Brook and George O'Brien in "Riders of the Purple Sage." Special showings of "Frankenstein" at 1 and 11 o'clock...
Famed & fashionable in Franklin County, N. Y. was the old Ampersand Hotel, built in 1888, razed by fire in 1907. Today on Lower Saranac Lake stands a new Hotel Ampersand. The name is taken from an Ampersand Mountain, an Ampersand Lake, an Ampersand Brook, probably a corruption of "amber sand" on the lake shore rather than a learned comparison between the brook's crookedness...