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Their Christmas card was quite the funniest ever seen in France. It showed jealous old Mr. Nixon-Nirdlinger in the act of shooting his delectable, deep-dimpled young wife, the "Miss St. Louis" of 1923. Below the picture appeared this Christmas greeting...
...sound device, less rhythmically, she exclaims: "I wish I could tie up that trumpeter and make a saxophone player play in his ears until he dies." Most expected shot: Owsley accusing Miss Stanwyck of infidelity after she has left the dance hall because he was jealous of the many men who danced with...
Hollywood is volatile, jealous and perhaps sinful. But it is intensely loyal to the little man whom it used to call Charlie before the wide world called him Chariot, Carlos, Cha-pu-rin and as many more variations as there are languages. Had City Lights been a failure, Hollywood would have been personally and bitterly depressed. But Hollywood was not depressed. Neither was it frightened. For though City Lights is a successful silent challenge to the talkies, its success derives solely from the little man with the battered hat, bamboo cane and black mustache. Critics agree that he, whose posterior...
...life, she believed so fervently in keeping it to herself. First sight of Pavlova in repose was startling: her legs were so obvious and so overdeveloped in comparison with her frail body. She took cod-liver oil in vain effort to fatten her trunk. As artist she was as jealous as she was confident of first place. As leader of her troupe she was a benevolent martinet. She bossed them sternly in their dance regimen, nursed them through their personal woes. Before every performance, despite her assurance of success and applause, she was nervous, tense. In public she affected simple...
Such was the Lewis keynote: that men like himself suffer burning soul-frustration in the U. S., where "criticism ... is a chill activity pursued by jealous spinsters, former baseball reporters [i. e. Heywood Broun], and acid professors. . . . Our American professors like their literature clear, cold, pure and very dead...