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...Greater number of cylinders (there are new 16s, 12s and more eights than ever before). ¶ Feed pumps for the fuel. ¶ More quiet, less vibration. ¶ Oil flow improvement and oil tempera- ure control. ¶ Ease in gear-shifting. ¶ Fender wells for the spare tires. ¶ Pastel shades in paint...
...grand opera. His voice, for all its beauty, is small-not an opera voice. Yet such a singer as Novarro would be far less absurd on a grand opera stage than the rotund divas and stout heroes of grand opera would be before the camera. The effectiveness of the pastel-tinted act from Pagliacci in The Call of the Flesh makes it seem likely that the cinema will have its opera and that it will bring into existence a new type of opera star-men and women who may lack the volume or tone necessary in true operatic amphitheatres...
Augustabernard-Pastel and white evening dresses with twisted belts of chiffon velvet. In reaction to the waist-length velvet evening jackets of last Spring are toe-length evening coats, draped like dresses. The Augustabernard waistline is down to the top of the hips...
...Grover Whalen tearfully relinquishing the keys of office as the strains of the Maine Stein Song rise from the beret-covered ranks of the police school rookies. Despite the singing, the hearts beneath the natty gray sweaters are sad because the chief is leaving. No more will the pastel shade of the berets change in advance of the latest Hollywood college styles...
...stage in a satchel. Later the normal-size orchestra plays on top of a monster piano. There are sets that spring, completed, out of the floor, in time to notes of music. There are deep romantic backgrounds of Maxfield Parrish blue, ballets in the warmest, though slightly blurred, pastel tints yet achieved in technicolor. There are angled and overhead shots and hundreds of smart camera tricks. The whole is a musical show taking its continuity from a huge ledger called Paul Whiteman's Scrap Book. Charles Irwin, master of ceremonies, turns the pages; each page...