Word: lunde
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...poked at insanity, the plot contains a suggestion of incest, and a pair of unregenerate frauds are treated with sympathy. By good humor and skillful gags he manages to avoid giving too much offense. His main device is humor, backed by humaneness. He makes the imbecile (John Lund) likable; he rouses pity for the girl (Wanda Hendrix) who believes, mistakenly, that she is falling in love with her dim-witted brother; and he makes a fair case for the idea that his swindlers (Lund and Barry Fitzgerald) are more admirable than the pack of voracious relatives who are snarling over...
...alarm is focused on Virginia's grown-up daughter (Gail Russell). He becomes entangled in a whole chain of symbolic predictions about her: a crushed flower, shaken windows, violent death in starlight at 11 sharp, at the feet of a lion. Gail's scientific sweetheart (John Lund), Detective Shawn (William Demarest) and various shifty-looking businessmen who might profit by Gail's death, all act as if Robinson were crazy or criminal. Everybody tries to keep him away from the menaced young woman he is trying to save. And sure enough, a flower gets stepped on, wind...
...Star. In London, Amateur Actress Beryl Lund complained that she had been suspended from her government job on suspicion of being a Communist, after she had appeared in a play called What's Left...
Jean Arthur, a visiting Congresswoman is flabbergasted to find John Lund, an American captain, fraternizing with Marlene Dietrich, the ex-mistress of a fugitive top Nazi. As bad or worse, Miss Dietrich is going around scot free; she is even singing in a nightclub. Millard Mitchell, a levelheaded, wisecracking colonel, does his best to calm Miss Arthur down; but since she is falling for Captain Lund, she doesn't calm easily. At long last she comes to realize that the Army always has its reasons: Miss Dietrich is being used to smoke her jealous Nazi lover out of hiding...
...ersatz as Black Market. Miss Arthur used to have a nice knack for comedy; now & then it still clicks, but she leans more & more lazily on her famous woolly drawl and is forced, in this picture, into an embarrassing passage of whimsy involving a flustered retreat (from amorous John Lund) among filing cabinets, and a panicky recitation of Paul Revere's Ride. Millard Mitchell handles the smart cracks ably, but since the brightest and nastiest of them are delivered against the terrible backdrop of Germany's annihilated capital, their echoes go a little sour...