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Sometime last year Metro Goldwyn Mayer decided that one of its bread-and-butter boxoffice stars was ready for promotion. The Commisary heads gambled well; they gave Van Johnson a good dramatic role, and threw in Dorothy McGuire and Ruth Roman to help him along. The movie, entiteld simply "Invitation," is at the Astor now, and should please all but the most discriminating...
...Samuel Goldwyn...
After 14 years of litigation, the justice department completed its antitrust fight against the Big Five moviemakers. In a consent decree, Loew's Inc., owner of Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer Studios, agreed to split into two separate units: one for production and distribution, the other for exhibition. The producing and distributing company will keep Loew's corporate name and MGM's label on its products. President Nicholas Schenck, who has bossed the company since 1927, will probably continue to run Loew's. The theater company, its name still to be picked, will have a completely separate management...
...have produced more whistle than blast. Among them (on radio): a weekly children's newscast by H. V. Kaltenborn ("Good morning! Last week two bad men tried to kill the President of the United States . . ."); short disk-jockey stints by Conductor Leopold Stokowski and Hollywood's Sam Goldwyn, Walt Disney and Arthur Treacher; programs by Poet Carl Sandburg (folk songs), Eleanor Roosevelt (interviews), baseball's Jackie Robinson (children's disk-jockey quiz). Of these, Robinson and an all-night recorded symphonic series -which started only last week-are the only two still carrying on. A future...
...Want You (Samuel Goldwyn; RKO Radio) borrows its message as well as its title from a recruiting poster. The picture shows the impact of the Korean War on a movie-typical U.S. middle-class family and concludes tearfully that home ties must yield to the tug of patriotic duty. Producer Sam Goldwyn coats this sternly real subject with a shiny glaze of sentimentality...