Word: haakon
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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During the shooting of Happy Landing, Skater Sonja Henie fell, landed on her head, was treated for slight concussion. Few days later Norway's King Haakon made her a Knight of St. Olaf...
...innocent from Sprinkle, Indiana, who has invented a gas to poison worms. He and the gas are taken to Geneva and used to make a war. If poison gas were a more humorous subject, the play might have been better. On its own or in other surroundings Paul Haakon's "Hero Ballet" might have been brilliant. But it is flat in an Ed Wynn show...
...teams working for him. Spectators are still trying to remember how the Rodgers & Hart tune goes when the band begins playing an even better one by George & Ira Gershwin. There is Gracie Barrie to keep the good songs ringing clear, Buxom Mitzi Mayfair to strut the hot numbers, Paul Haakon to leap through the smooth ones. There is Bert Lahr, the most emphatic comedian on the revue stage, as a noisy Hollywood actor trying to chisel out of paying his income tax and as an over-manly baritone in a hickory shirt bellowing, "What do you chop when you chop...
Unhappily the discord was already far advanced. The entire German Press had been thundering for days that the Nobel award to a "traitor" was an "insult" to Germany, hinted strongly that Der Führer might break off diplomatic relations with the Kingdom of Haakon VII. In Oslo the Norwegian Foreign Minister, Dr. Halvdan Koht, had taken such precautions as he could. When the Nobel Peace Prize Committee, of which he was a member, appeared likely to pick Carl von Ossietzky, Dr. Koht resigned from the committee. Into his office last week raged the German Minister to Sweden, Prince Viktor...
...with the ludicrously disjointed skeleton. Bert Lahr is everything comical from the outdoor man who rhapsodizes on the uses of wood, to the juggler of jazz who squeezes all the latest kinder-gartenish pranks in noise into one amazing din. But the array is next to infinite, with Paul Haakon dancing, Gracie Barrie singing, and an abundant troupe of resplendent beauties trapsing about in the most enticing outfits. The entertainment, being far from uniform, is also not uniformly good. "De gustibus" you know, and what looks like joyous lustiness to some will strike others as pretty crude comedy. Everyone, however...