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...dreams about, but no real one sees with less than four zombies under his belt. If you can overlook this minor detail though, there are several other bits of humor that make this picture a sorry contrast to the recent run of heavy drama. Top billing goes to Dorothy Lamour and Richard Denning, both well exhibited as Hollywood's handsomest hunks. But the feature performer, the guy who lifts the film out of the Class D league, isn't even mentioned on the program. Much funnier than comic Jack Haley and apparently far more intelligent than the rest...

Author: By J. A. F., | Title: MOVIEGOER | 8/17/1942 | See Source »

Back in Pearl Harbor again last week, Dixon told reporters: "I'm going back to that island some day. It's better than anything Dorothy Lamour ever dreamed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: World Battlefronts: AT SEA: They Shot an Albatross | 3/23/1942 | See Source »

Remark of the season (Holden to Lamour): "I don't want a glass of milk; I want...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The New Pictures, Mar. 23, 1942 | 3/23/1942 | See Source »

...writers to produce Fleet's story-a prodigal waste of talent. A nice, homespun sailor (William Holden) inadvertently kisses a movie star, whereupon his battleship becomes the glamor ship of the U.S. fleet. To keep the flag flying, Sailor Holden is coerced into trying to kiss unbussable Dorothy Lamour, a dime-a-dancehall dame who loathes sailors. The Navy makes book on him. He kisses her all right, but it takes the whole picture...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The New Pictures, Mar. 23, 1942 | 3/23/1942 | See Source »

...lunch he had a bevy of movie stars and as special guest a four-year-old paralysis victim from Manhattan, Gerry King, who swings his tiny legs between crutches-and who, before lunch, created a sensation. When Cinemactress Dorothy Lamour leaned down and smeared a lush kiss on his cheek, Gerry hauled off and socked her in the nose. Cried Dorothy: "Darling! you mustn't do that!" Said Gerry: "I don't want that red stuff...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Birthday No. 60 | 2/9/1942 | See Source »

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