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...being bored, has sat down at the table of the world, shuffled the cards, and is now diverting himself with a variety of solitaire called Idiot's Delight. That is the cosmic view as modernized by Robert E. Sherwood, Alfred Lunt and Lynn Fontanne are made to sit in a resort hotel in the mountains of Italy that were Austria's not so long ago and welcome in the Second World War. "Onward Christian Soldiers" comes forth from them and the piano to mingle with the crash of bombs and the tinkle of glass in the sporadically lit-up darkness...
Idiot's Delight-Alfred Lunt & Lynn Fontanne in the middle of Robert Sherwood's slightly premature European...
...Communist, all of whom give every evidence of being men of good will. There are also a French armament maker, his Russian mistress, Irene (Lynn Fontanne), a troupe of U. S. showgirls whom she calls "obvious little harlots," and their blatant but philosophical master of ceremonies, Harry Van (Alfred Lunt). When a nearby Italian airport provides the required military "incident" by sending planes off to destroy Paris, when England squares off against Germany, France against Italy, Russia against Japan, one by one the interned travelers break out their national colors. For some unindicated reason, the hoofer and the Russian girl...
...laugh, the generous good nature with which from 1920 to 1928 Editor Sherwood personally received their effusions. When he wrote The Road to Rome, Sherwood quit journalism for good. He published in Variety last week a notice that Harry Van was back in town under the management of "Al" Lunt...
...food or water. Two cinema theatres were flooded to their balconies. Above the flood line, the William Penn and Pittsburgher Hotels were jammed. Guests ate by candlelight, toiled up stairs and found their rooms by flashlight, washed and shaved with bottled spring water. At the dry Nixon Theatre, Alfred Lunt & Lynn Fontanne played Idiot's Delight by flickering lights to a half-filled house...