Word: cutenesses
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...plot enters in the person of a beauteous native girl (Maria Alba) who has run away from marriage on a nearby island. She likes Fairbanks, gets into bed with him. He extricates himself, calls her "cute." Meanwhile Fairbanks' returning friends stop at the nearby island that Maria Alba has left, hire the natives to fake a capture and the beginning of a stake-burning, to be interrupted by the friends. The natives come, find the escaped girl, carry out the stake-burning in earnest. But as Fairbanks' homemade shorts get hot, the monkey turns on the radio, the savages flee...
...beauty (height 5 ft. 8 in.), his estranged wife: a daughter; in Memphis. Weight: 5 Ib. 11 oz. Said Baroness Paucci: "Yes, I love my husband. . . . That's why I married him. . . . We parted because we were jealous. . . . Women were always picking him up and telling him how cute...
...great opera houses. The production, in its slight way, perfectly expressed the satirical charm of the libretto. The singers, all promising Juilliard students, had been rehearsed until they were practically free from amateurisms. Jack (at the premiere Soprano Mary Katherine Akins) was believably young but not too cute; the giant (Raymond Middleton) blustered as a giant should. The cow's big scene occurred on the road to market, against a background of misshapen stars. Basso Roderic Cross filled out her front legs, did the philosophizing. The silent hindquarters, unmentioned on the program, were Student Warren...
...Irish policeman, ably acted by Sidney Toler. Messrs. Paul Lukas and Lewis Stone were the tenor and the judge with their usual suave excellence. Mr. Lukas did not sing. Sidney Fox played the young woman and would have been very good indeed if she had not been so cutey-cute. Characteristic shot: Miss Fox lying on the bed thrashing arms & legs and wailing, "I'm not a baby...
...writers who can monkey with fantasy without getting just too cute for words. Inimitable Max Beerbohm managed it; some still think Sir James Matthew Barrie, Alan Alexander Milne. Christopher Morley have made surprisingly few errors. Fantasian Bruce Marshall follows a less gossamer authority, Gilbert Keith Chesterton; but in his hands the Chestertonian whimsy loses its robustiousness, gets all buttered up with sticky sentiment. Not that Author Marshall cannot be very sharp on occasion, but, like the latter-day Chesterton, he is sharp only with non-Catholic things...