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...eight weeks, Lord Beaverbrook's London Sunday Express had given four columns an issue to a serialized digest of a new book called Montgomery, "the authentic life story" written by its topflight war correspondent, tiny, toothy Alan Moorehead...
Last week the Express abruptly gave the back of its hand to Alan Moorehead, who had just quit the Express to write more books. The Express warned its readers that perhaps the biography was not so authentic after all (though most of Fleet Street guessed that Monty had read and approved it). In an acid review in the Express, Brigadier A. H. Head (retired), a Conservative M.P., snorted that some passages dealing with top-level goings-on "are filled with inaccuracies and even distortions. [They] have that gossipy, irresponsible touch associated more with the works of [Harry] Butcher and [Ralph...
...nervous, high-strung, bedridden woman (Agnes Moorehead), alone in her Manhattan apartment, keeps phoning her husband at his office, gets nothing but a busy signal. She finally persuades the operator to dial the number for her, is cut in on a conversation between two men making plans for murder. Cut off, she calls the police, who listen to her frantic tale with half an ear and hang up. After a good deal of hysterical hocuspocus, she decides that the two men had been hired by her husband to kill...
Radio networks usually operate on the worthy theory that practically nothing on the air is worth hearing twice. But last week, CBS for the fourth time in two years scheduled a tense 30-minute drama, Sorry, Wrong Number, starring Agnes Moorehead (CBS, Thurs., Sept. 6, 8-8:30 p.m., E.W.T.). CBS says it has had thousands of requests for this repeat. Repeat or no, it is radio's best half hour of thrills & chills...
...Hollywood's best movie bitches (Since You Went Away), a veteran of Orson Welles's Mercury Theater and radio's MARCH OF TIME, chic, redhaired, fortyish Miss Moorehead has perfect timing, can control her voice as expertly as a radio engineer can control sound. Before going on the air with Sorry, she never takes a peek at the script, feels it would unnerve her. She acts the part without an audience; during the half hour (which is almost a monologue) wears herself to a frazzle...