Word: crookes
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...they should arrest Cohen and Kelly, so the police arrest Cohen Sr. and old Mrs. Kelly arriving there to bring back young Kelly and Cohen; and then Mrs. Cohen and Papa Kelly come to jail too and Mr. Cohen is so crazy-acting they padlock him alongside an ugly crook. It would be much funnier cut to two reels and without its terrible subtitles. Best shot: Cohen trying to get his wallet away from...
...Black Crook. It was on Sept. 12, 1866, that The Black Crook entered Niblo's Garden in New York. Buxom young ladies appeared in tights which revealed not only their ankles but their hips. In those days people believed with Queen Victoria in the theory that women had no understanding whatever. Next day James Gordon Bennett's New York Herald commended the city to the fire and brimstone of Sodom and Gomorrah. Sunday after Sunday pulpits boomed denunciation. Soon at Niblo's Garden there was only standing room...
Last week in Hoboken, N. J., their ''last seacoast of Bohemia," Christopher Morley, Cleon Throckmorton, Conrad Milliken and Harry Wagstarf Gribble revived The Black Crook. Next day not a newspaper blushed, no pulpit peeped. Nevertheless, Hoboken's Lyric Theatre had scarcely more than standing room, not, of course, because The Black Crook is shocking in 1929, but because it is "quaint.'' The only trouble with it is that it is entirely too quaint. In their efforts to be sure the audience understands just how funny it looks and sounds after all these years, the actors...
...Black Crook is, of course, only the latest chapter in the astonishing adventure of four gentlemen in Hoboken. For years the Three-Hours-For-Lunch-Club, a semi-mythical organization of Manhattan gourmets, has met occasionally in the New Jersey port, drawn across the Hudson by German cooking and the fact that Hoboken's beer has scarcely heard of the 18th amendment. It was on one of these trips that Cleon Throckmorton, scenic designer, discovered the old Rialto Theatre, buried under 70 years of dust. He interested Christopher Morley, novelist-playwright-essayist-colyumist ; Harry Wagstaff Gribble, playwright; and Conrad...
...scene is laid in a deserted church to which come a spiritualist, an international crook, two quarreling lovers and their mutual girl, and of course the man from Scotland Yard. For three acts lights go on and off, spotlights play, and one person after another falls into someone's arms or else is suddenly dragged offstage by a mysterious form. In the end somebody has to be found to be the villain or the play would have absolutely no raison d'etre, and the resourceful authors manage to pin someone down just in time to send the audience home contented...