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There is one redeeming feature to the whole thing. It is nondescript Jeeter Lester, buffoonish his way across the drab stage with the abandon of a loosed chimpanzee, using all the tricks of the accomplished mugger, stealing every scene, cussing, spitting, pinching and generally acting as if he enjoyed every minute of his poverty. It seems as though James Barton is almost too good a comedian, for his "heavy" scenes misfire, with the audience waiting in vain for a flow of damns or hells...
...Every time I shave I cut my Adam's apple." This plaintive observation burst one day from Johnny Mercer, a nondescript, drawling Southerner who had been hanging onto the fringes of Broadway at the tail end of the gin & depression era. From force of habit, Johnny Mercer made a song out of it. The song made...
Although Paisanos Tracy, Garfield and others manage their somewhat talky roles with skill, they are snowed under by Comic Frank Morgan, playing straight as the Pirate, a filthy, bewhiskered, bedraggled old codger with five nondescript dogs and an oath to buy a gold candlestick to St. Francis, who once said to him: "Be good to dogs, you dirty man." He keeps his oath by hoarding "1,000 two-bitses," and in the process delivers as adroit and winning a performance as Hollywood has produced all season...
...launch Douglas Aircraft, pulled out of the deal five years later with what he describes as "a damned good piece of change." He made another important piece of change in Western Air Express, which he helped to organize a few years later. Nowadays Bill Henry lives in a big, nondescript house in downtown Los Angeles, enjoys winning the family tennis championship at the country club with his wife, the former top-flight tennist, Corinne Stanton, and daughter Patsy (one of three), 1935 National Girls' Tennis Champion...
...soon as that column got word that British Somaliland was British again, it captured Giggiga, a nondescript one-square town of tin-and straw-roofed houses. From there the troops pushed on for Harar. Soon they reached trouble. Between Giggiga and Harar lies some grim hill country. There the motor road turns and digs through narrow denies, and the hills, with their boulders and scrub, afford plenty of cover for defenders. It is the sort of country where a handful ought to be able to hold off an army...