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Divorced. Frank Loesser, 46, famed words-and-musicman (Guys and Dolls) and indefatigable (1,500 songs) tunesmith (Praise the Lord and Pass the Ammunition, Jingle-Jangle-Jingle, etc.); by Mary Alice ("Lynn") Loesser, 41, tall, blonde co-producer of Loesser's current Broadway hit, The Most Happy Fella; after 20 years of marriage, two children; in Santa Monica...
...after some 400 performances, pouring back profits to CBS, its sole angel ($401,000), which got exclusive television rights. Except for stray seats, My Fair Lady is dated up until September. Other hits from past seasons that are still flourishing are Frank Loesser's operatic The Most Happy Fella, and Damn Yankees, a rollicking tale of sex, baseball and the devil...
...that always means trouble. Says the voice: "Incidentally, I'll be in town next week, and the only thing the missus and I want to see is My Fair Lady." If the show is not My Fair Lady, sold out until April, then it is The Most Happy Fella, currently sold out for five or six weeks, or Damn Yankees, which after a year and a half on Broadway still sells out nightly. Such phone calls as these have led to one of the last great black markets in the U.S.a ticket market operated by scalpers and fostered...
Last week, as the 1957 Broadway season began picking up steam, Manhattan's scalpers never had it so good. Not only was My Fair Lady still going strong and bringing at least $60 a pair for tickets v. $26 a pair for The Most Happy Fella and $20 for Damn Yankees, but a whole series of surefire new hits were on the way. Opening next week, Auntie Mame, starring Rosalind Russell, has a million-dollar advance sale, is virtually sold out through March. Bells Are Ringing, with Judy Holliday, has rave out-of-town notices...
Since it focuses more on predudices than people, the film's handling of the relations between the characters is often clumsy. The people are so explicit with each other, especially at the start, that their conversation sounds more like exposition: "Why isn't he a regular fella, Bill?" "He certainly isn't a chip off the old block, Herb." Tom Lee's reputation as an "off-horse, not a regular guy" is established at once--crudely, with dialogue that is blatantly expository. His schoolmates don't speak like human beings, not even like unkind human beings...