Word: jarnegan
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Jarnegan. To Hollywood, the "bums' paradise," where there is "a pushover on every corner," comes Jack Jarnegan, a crude and noisy dynamo, full of boxcar bombast. Soon he is a director of cinemasterpieces. He confesses that on his arrival in the loud metropolis he slept in a flop house in company with other tramps; now, on the contrary, he has a fine house where there are eleven bedrooms and a Jane in every one. Richard Bennett plays Jarnegan with guttural roars, hob-nails, stubble-beard and a chest expansion. All this is profane and exciting...
...Jarnegan is successful with the loose ladies of Los Angeles but there is one, a demure 16-year-old with "something in her eyes," whom he wished only to make into a star. When she dies of the effects of an operation, Jarnegan grows furious. He visits the mansion where an executive is giving a party; here, he states convincingly that the executive is a murderer, that the mother of a celebrity runs "a two-dollar house in Seattle"; then he shakes the rival director who has defiled the 16-year-old star. This is also profane and exciting...
Reconciled. James Alexander ("Jim") Tully, onetime boisterous tramp, later a prizefighter, most recently a writer (Jarnegan, Circus Parade); and Mrs. Margaret Myers Tully. After a separation of five days they were reunited, due to the efforts of Cynic H. L. Mencken, Judge Benjamin Barr Lindsey, Novelist Rupert Hughes...
...JARNEGAN-Jim Tully-A. & C. Boni ($2). You have seen him hauling trunks, tending bar, laying bricks, coupling freight cars, lifting circus weights, fighting in alleys; sporting diamonds, bawling from a political platform, pawing pretty girls, bouncing drunks from a night club. He is a redheaded Irishman with a chest like an oak, rumpled red hair, cracked knuckles, a throat for pints of whiskey, ears for the rumble of life. His eyes are humorous, quick, lonely. He was born in a slum, educated by existence. Perhaps he is a prison graduate, bitterly "bumped." With slight intelligence but unlimited understanding...
Author Jim Tully, this kind of an Irishman himself, has spent 13 years in and around the Hollywood cinema studios. He has not become a world famous actor or director but he knows how other men have done so, shoddy rats and real geniuses alike. So Jack Jarnegan, the Hibernian superman of this story, becomes a great director and the cheap rats are drowned and smashed in torrents of abuse. It makes no polite fireside tale. The sex life of a Hibernian superman would be a thing of wonder even if he lived in Kamschatka. The Tully superman in Hollywood...