Word: joans
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...most of their time, the job is far from routine. After police had searched two days for Actor Joseph Cotten's car, reported stolen, Cotten found it and called Ilsley's men to retrieve it, from his pool. Another time, they fished a live deer out of Joan Fontaine's pool. Jack Benny, who had an octopus molded into the bottom of his tank for laughs, called the maintenance men to gouge out the octopus' eyes; they scared his children...
This year Hollywood plans to reissue at least 68 pictures, twice as many as last year. Moviegoers are already seeing, or will see, Norma Shearer and Joan Crawford in The Women (1939), Walter Pidgeon in How Green Was My Valley (1941), Marlene Dietrich and James Stewart in Destry Rides Again (1939), Ingrid Bergman and Leslie Howard in Intermezzo (1939) and Paul Muni in Scarface...
With the possible exception of Margaret O'Brien, Joan Caulfield is Hollywood's most sexless female luminary. Whatever she lacks in personal appeal she also lacks in acting prowess and case in front of a camera, all of which makes her presence in "Welcome Stranger" highly depressing to Bing Crosby-Barry Fitzgerald purists. There is, however, enough of Crosby at his best to make the picture melodious and entertaining, while Fitzgerald commendably limits his concessions to quaintness, a restraint which keeps "Welcome Stranger," for the most part, from waxing mawkish...
Unfortunately, the name of the young actress who plays the adolescent did not appear in letters large enough to attract the attention of this reviewer. Whoever she is she already has more personality, looks and dramatic ability than Joan Caulfield. Miss Caulfield gets Crosby at the end, but only on seniority...
...Lewis' severest critics insists that his works of scholarship, The Allegory of Love (on Spenser), and A Preface to Paradise Lost, are "miles ahead" of any other literary criticism in England. But Lewis' Christianity, says his critic, has brought him more money than it ever brought Joan of Arc, and a lot more publicity than she enjoyed in her lifetime. In contrast to his tight scholarly writing (says this critic), Lewis' Christian propaganda is cheap sophism: having lured his reader onto the straight highway of logic, Lewis then inveigles him down the garden path of orthodox theology...