Word: plotting
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...bald-headed president. Dr. Henry Noble MacCracken-an experienced amateur actor, who entertains his students with burlesque speeches on Founder's Day and two years ago performed as Theseus in Euripides' Hippolytns. Professor Sterlsky played the part of a Cossack. Fear has two main plot themes: 1) Ivan Borodin's efforts to deal with his political superiors, who appoint incompetents to assist him and interfere with his scientific researches; 2) the sad case of Amalya, a withered female aristocrat. Borodin makes Amalya his housekeeper while officials appoint her ignorant daughter-in-law his assistant. This coincidence brings...
Moulin Rouge (20th Century) is a sketchy compendium of familiar musicom edy patterns. Like Dancing Lady it is a backstage romance. Its show-within-a-show suggests Forty-Second Street. For plot, Moulin Rouge performs the remarkable feat of superimposing two of the dustiest of formulas. Constance Bennett, as a singer who gets a chance to star, surprises one & all by being good. Likewise she completely deceives everyone by assuming the flimsiest sort of disguise. She wishes to impress her songwriting husband (Franchot Tone) and a producer (Tullio Carminati) but does not succeed until she changes places with a Parisian...
Wall Street (In answer to the question whether a Wall Street plot had a closed the banks): I think it a wonderful fairy tale...
...only incidental, a kaleidoscopic background for bridge and cocktail parties. Such is the impression given by Authoress Parrish's Sea Level, a slyly malicious novel of a world cruise. Of the same category as Grand Hotel, Sea Level uses a large cast, plays few favorites, finds what plot it can in the personal history of some of its characters, their cat-&-mouse or cat-&-cat relationships. Alec Reade, like Kringelein in Grand Hotel, is a timid soul whose sentence of death has given him his first and last holiday. His cabin mate, "Pal" Turner, is a loud fellow...
...recently our privilege to see Mr. Courtney Burr's comedy, "Sailor, Beware." Our disappointment was great at finding that it was not a musical, an illusion we had carried about New York literally for months. It certainly should have been a musical: it has just the right sort of plot, and even in the second act it is hard not to expect a chorus to come tripping on any moment, faces and limbs aglow with professional cheer. Our sense of hearing, dulled by this disappointment, and by the discovery that we had been trepanned off practically into the wings...