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Newsmen on Hearst's Chicago Herald-American remember fondly The Front Page, written by Ben Hecht and Charles MacArthur, onetime colleagues, and still never pass up an opportunity to play cops & robbers. Six weeks ago, Managing Editor Harry Reutlinger saw his chance again when a used-car dealer named Robert L. Knetzer,charged with swindling customers out of about $1,500,000 (TIME, Oct. 25, 1948), escaped from a Springfield, Ill. jail. Reutlinger called in his star crime reporter, Leroy ("Buddy") McHugh, and gave him the kind of assignment that Herald-American staffers often get but seldom succeed...
Actors and Sin (Sid Kuller; United Artists) is a two-part picture of mixed merits from one-man Moviemaker Ben Hecht, who produced, directed and wrote the screenplay. Hecht's eight-year-old daughter Jenny makes her screen debut in a leading role...
With the next episode, called A Woman of Sin, Hecht moves more successfully from the area of theatrical cloak & dagger to cinematic tongue in cheek. A Woman of Sin is the title of a trashy novel which is turned into an Academy Award-contending movie without the studio's discovering until too late that the author of this "great story of animal love" is a precocious, pixyish nine-year-old girl. As the beribboned, towheaded authoress, Jenny Hecht takes smoothly to her father's direction. Also participating in this fancifully frothy lampoon of Hollywood: Alan Reed...
...German army rolled into Bobruisk and the Hechts fled to Siberia. Food parcels from their sons saved them from starvation, but when Joseph Hecht died after the war, his wife went back to devastated Bobruisk. Where 30,000 Jews had once lived, there were only 400. Mrs. Hecht felt lonely. One day she wrote a letter to Stalin himself, pointing out that she was 76 years old and asking his permission to join her sons before she died. Bureaucrats descended on Mrs. Hecht. She signed documents, filled in forms; finally she was packed off to Vienna, the second Soviet citizen...
Last week Sarah Hecht stepped down from an Israeli plane at Lydda airport into the bearlike embraces of her husky sons. She wore workaday Russian clothes and new shoes and stockings, but the only article she prized among her effects (in fact, the only article of value she was allowed to take out) was the wedding ring which young Merchant Hecht had put on her finger more than 50 years before. In a few hours Mrs. Hecht was walking among the Jordan Valley banana groves, seven grandchildren beside her and three great-grandchildren tugging at her blue cotton skirt...