Word: legend
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Person.With a voice that booms like Big Ben's but a laugh like a youngster's giggle, Orson Welles plays lead off stage as well as on. He loves the mounting Welles legend, but wants to keep the record straight. Stories of his recent affluence-the Big House at Sneden's Landing, N. Y., the luxurious Lincoln town car and chauffeur-annoy him. First of all, Welles insists, this has nothing to do with his Mercury triumphs; for years he has had these things by virtue of his radio earnings; and second, the Big House...
Died. William Henry Griffith, 81, legendary discoverer of pink lemonade; of cancer; in Three Bridges, N. J. The legend: while he was tending a circus refreshment stand in the 1870s, an actress' pair of red tights dropped into his lemonade bucket, colored the drink pale pink...
...mournful ballad of Frankie & Johnnie. Last week the Frankie of the song popped up larger than life and blacker than Johnnie's two-timing heart. Before she was through telling her story, fleshy, 60-year-old Frankie Baker had poked holes enough in the time-tested legend to scuttle any folksong. It was not Johnnie she shot, but a man named Albert. He was not her man but an intruder in her bedroom. There never was any manstealing Nellie Ely. Self-defense, not jealousy, was the motive. Acquitted, not guilty, was the jury's verdict...
Rose of the Rio Grande (Monogram) is foamy, small-budget beer to tease tastes jaded by cinema bubbly. Its frank melodrama is based on the Mexican border legend of a rough-riding Robin Hood of the last century whose caballeros jubilantly bedevil the inept soldiery, pink villains neatly through the heart, are never too preoccupied to sing a rousing song or chuck a cantina girl jovially under the chin...
...legend of the four huge, tear-shaped pearls that hang from the cross pieces of the British imperial State crown is that they were once Queen Elizabeth's earrings. Taking off from that point, Fabulist Guitry weaves "a veritable fairy tale, the most imaginative passages of which will seem real-perhaps." In the ensuing series of pseudohistorical blackouts, some are naively satirical, others playfully sexy, others plain stodgy. But each is braced up with a neat jigger of the Guitry imp, combines to form a razzle-dazzle of fact & fancy that any cinemagoer should enjoy if he can curb...