Word: hat
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Were Free (RKO). In the current revival of law in the cinema, Gordon Evers (Clive Brook) in If I Were Free, qualifies for a peculiar niche. He is not a daring semi-shyster like George Simon and Ernest Barringer. He is a London barrister in wig or silk hat. He has no office. But, like the others, he does have an unhappy love life and a thirst...
...remove hat, gleves, coat, and face, and reveal nothing but the wall beyond him is not an entirely new sensation (c.f. Dracula looking into a mirror and seeing nothing); but it is none the less grotesque and even somewhat amusing. The producers of "The Invisible Man" have not taken their creation too seriously, and so they have him do a jig down a country road with nothing but his trousers and an hysterically fugitive old woman to indicate his presence...
Newspaper accounts confirm Princess Alice's impression that it was she, not her mother, who christened the Meteor. In dark blue velvet, large picture hat, sable boa and muff, with a black ribbon inscribed "Yacht Meteor" in gold on her left sleeve, she firmly seized a bottle of White Seal champagne (in silver net to catch glass splinters), swatted it cleanly against the ship's side and with a little silver hatchet chopped, in one chop, the heading cord. Prince Henry cabled to his imperial brother: "The yacht christened by the hand of Miss Roosevelt just launched...
...debunk" the Scottsboro case. At the first two trials there had been noise and bustle, the clicking of typewriters, he glare of camera flashlights. Last week Judge Callahan excluded all photographers. All was quiet as a squat, hard-faced blonde in a blue chiffon dress and a peaked black hat climbed to the witness stand, chewing snuff. Victoria Price, twice-married mill-hand, onetime vagrant, told in less than ten minutes and in language so foul that newshawks could not print it, the story of her alleged rape. Then she pointed to Heywood Patterson as one of her assailants...
...handful of newshawks turned up their coat collars and shivered in the Cologne prison yard. Down below the Rhine steamers hooted mournfully. A door clanked. Out marched brownshirts, prison guards and the official executioner -a Cologne butcher on other days. Hoarfrost formed on the nap of his official top hat, on the shoulders of his official tailcoat. The door banged again. Out marched the prisoners, six of them with necks shaved and prison blouses open at the throat. One by one they knelt at the red-painted wooden block. Six times the executioner's broad sward flashed...