Word: muchness
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Andover's old boys were not sure whether they altogether approved their school's transformation, were reassured when they learned that much of it had been contributed by an old boy they knew well, the late Thomas Cochran, who arrived at the school with 50?, worked his way through, eventually became a Morgan partner. Headmaster Fuess hastened to add that the school "really has not changed in spirit," told his proudest news: that last year 213 of the school's 700-odd boys had scholarships, that the captains of seven Andover teams are working their way through...
Though no stage character but Whiteside has ever made a wheelchair seem so much like a guillotine, Kaufman & Hart have filled their flabbergasted Ohio living-room with more than verbal slaughter, have turned it also into an immensely comic beer garden. While wisecracks pour out of one faucet, nonsense pours out of another. As a comedy of bad manners, The Man Who Came to Dinner turns crude now & then. But with Actor Woolley excellent in the fattest of parts, with most of the jokes buttered on both sides, and with everything from convicts to cockroaches to brighten up the cast...
Died. Dorothy Maud, Countess Haig, 60, widow of the late plodding Earl Haig, Commander in Chief of the British Expeditionary P'orce during World War I; in Glyn Bangor, North Wales. In The Man I Knew, she warmly defended her much-criticized husband after his death...
...dander up to the danger point. The Neely Block-Booking Bill, now locked up in the House Interstate & Foreign Commerce Committee, would prevent big movie producers from compelling exhibitors to book a whole list of pictures in order to get one on the list which they want. Hollywood would much prefer to have the Neely bill stay locked up. Last week irate Senators talked of getting...
...Your Toes has suffered a see change. Even Slaughter on Tenth Avenue, a high point of the original version, has no more bang than the pop-pistol percussion with which the orchestra burlesques its pantomime killings. Alan Hale, Frank McHugh, Leonid Kinskey fling flat gags around with as much nervous energy as if they were hand grenades, but they never go off. Typical duds: "We are waiting for Levsky"; "Aha! mutiny on the ballet...