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Despite such sale-killing conversations, television sets were selling like white shirts in New York and Chicago department stores last week. RCA-Victor put its first sets on sale (table models selling for $350 plus a $50 maintenance fee), sold over $1 million worth. Allen B. DuMont Laboratories also put its sets, running from $750 to $2,495, on demonstration recently, has already taken orders for $3 million worth...
...Margaret Dumont has returned to Boston, only to find herself roundly insulted by Mr. Groucho Marx, who is currently flaunting his right of primogeniture as Mrs. Marx's eldest son. Rolling in the aisles of the Laffmovie, shuddering as Hub men laughed in the wrong places and gasped at the low cut dresses of pre-Will Hays days, our hearts went out to Mother Marx, who, patiently and understandingly reared and molded four heterogeneous scions into a quartet of the laugh-makingest zanies ever to be rolled onto the American scene. The scene is "Duck Soup...
...Brothers' only comedy competition was Cal Coolidge. Chico, who triples as peanut-vendor, confidential agent and Minister of War in Groucho's parlor cabinet, shows the verve and talent for pantomime that has, in later productions, been drowned in a flood of dialogue and cute piano-peeking. Margaret Dumont, accused by Groucho of looking like an old tenement, is the perfect foil through bedroom to parlor to bedroom. If S.J. Perelman did not invent the gags there was some compensation in money-maker Leo McCarey's direction...
...their man, if not their woman. Such concern over villains and their "just deserts' cuts the Marx Brothers out of much of the fun, giving Sig Rumann-labelled for future generations as the typical National Socialist-as many scenes as Groucho, Chico and Harpo together. And unlike Margaret Dumont, the gracious Mrs. Rittenhouse of earlier Marx Brothers triumphs, Rumann is not content to remain a foil, and Groucho must contend with him as both a Nazi and a gag-stealer. Harpo, with a new wig and a slightly more fashionable, belt-trailing polo-coat, does his soulful best...
Many things in A Night in Casablanca are not as funny as they should be-the Brothers have been doing this sort of thing for more than two decades, and are far too intelligent not to show the Marx of it; and the teetering hauteur of Margaret Dumont is especially missed. But even in their sleep the Marx Brothers could stage a funnier masque of anarchy than anyone else...