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...books & lyrics by Betty Comden & Adolph Green; music by Morton Gould; produced by Paul Feigay & Oliver Smith) takes a cockeyed look, through purple-colored glasses, at the fantastic '20s. In a swirl of burlesque it lurches through speakeasies, totters through dance marathons, plugs racketeers, pummels gold diggers, plays hob with billionaires. Almost all of it is bold and un-Broadwayish, and bits and pieces of it are delightful. But as a whole, it doesn't quite come...
...everybody up: Margaret Rutherford's unceasingly funny impersonation of Madame Arcati, the medium who conjures up the ghostly troubles of the Condomine menage. In a brilliantly conceived mixture of types, Miss Rutherford bounces through the proceedings with all the healthy hilarity of a Girl Guide while she raises hob with the spirit world...
Mauldin jeeped for 36 hours to reach Patton's HQ, turned up scrubbed, shaved and saluting. Complained Patton: Mauldin's cartoons were playing hob with morale; not every soldier could wash and shave every day, but some who could didn't, just to look like Mauldin characters. Replied Mauldin in effect: the only Army morale his cartoons ever hurt is in high places. After 45 minutes with Old Blood & Guts, Young Gags & Grime emerged grinning, reported last week: "I came out with all my hide on. We parted good friends, but I don't think...
Thunderhead, Son of Flicka (20th Century-Fox) is a well-ventilated, prettily colored sequel to My Friend Flicka (TIME, April 26, 1943). Its simple story (Roddy McDowall breaks and trains Thunderhead; Thunderhead runs a race, kills a wild Albino stallion that has been raising hob among the local mares and becomes king of the herd) keeps horses constantly moving in the open air, across grandiose Northwestern landscapes. Horses in motion are always cinegenic, whether or not the motion makes any other sort of sense; and a couple of fights in this picture are dramatic as well as beautiful to watch...
Over southeast England civilians were puzzled by long thin strips of paperbacked, shiny foil, which fell from German planes and twisted slowly earthward. Reportedly tin foil, first dropped by the British on European raids, embarrasses, plays hob with radar readings and night fighters' detection devices. The British have a name for the strips: "flutterers...