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Hollywood showed the world last week how to stage a prize fight. Tom Gallery, onetime cinemactor and onetime husband of ZaSu Pitts, promoted it. Walter Winchell and Gene Fowler reported it. It was watched by Clark Gable & Carole Lombard, Tyrone Power & Sonja Henie, Robert Taylor & Barbara Stanwyck. It caused Constance Bennett to screech and Darryl Zanuck to wear his Tyrolean hat. Ringside seats at Wrigley Field cost $100.* It was enhanced by an airplane with a streamer advertising Kid Galahad (TIME...
...Swing Low (Paramount) reveals the effects of outrageous fortune's slings and arrows upon the soul of a sensitive hot-trumpet player. Mustered out of the U. S. Army in Panama, Skid Johnson (Fred MacMurray) is not much better than a guttersnipe when he meets Maggie King (Carole Lombard), a stranded dancer working as a manicurist. Things begin to improve when he and Maggie team in an act, celebrate its sensational success by marriage, improve even further when a Broadway scout (Charles Arnt) offers Skid a contract. In New York, Skid behaves badly. He not only neglects to send...
...doubt deserves. Songs like Panamania and I Hear a Call to Arms, by Al Siegel and Sam Coslow, are appealing but hardly likely to be rated as classics by addicts of swing music. Vastly over-ballyhooed by Paramount, the picture's chief virtues are providing pretty Carole Lombard with a few comedy lines almost up to the standard of the ones she had in My Man Godfrey; and reminding cinemaddicts that Fred MacMurray, who can really play a trombone, got his start in cinema after a five-year career as a member of the California Collegians. Most maudlin shot...
...Knox its neighbor in Lombard College. its co-educational student body numbers 528 its faculty 38. Now non-denominational, College has an endowment well over two million , its library has the important Finley collection documents on the early French and English in the Mississippi valley...
...Godfrey" is the apogee of madness, and it succeeds for one very good reason; Carole Lombard. As you sit there helplessly in your seat, dissolved in hilarity, you are likely to begin attributing your shameful condition to William Powell or to the drunk who wrote the lines. But it's no good passing the buck. The latter two factors contribute considerable shares, to be sure, but Carole's the crux of the excruciation. You may have seen her often before (she's been in pictures more years than she likes to count), and never liked...