Word: quainted
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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With plot and title, this strenuous musical makes a strong bid to get Notre Dame's subway alumni on its side. It will interest few others. The book utterly dulls a bright satiric idea, and the songs, with the quaint exception of a Hibernian lay describing a game of seraphic hurley,* are easy to forget. But in small ways, Toplitzky often goes over big. Comic Frank Marlowe does a couple of good wide turns as an overgrown hayseed; Hoofer Walter Long manages to make tap dancing look interesting; Gus Van is delightful as the Irish immigrant, who calls Notre...
...British broadcasting isn't in it with you Americans. Here you've made a great study of radio. In England it's very amateur. Our apparatus, compared to yours, is quaint, and we have almost no good producers or writers. There are all sorts of reasons...
Nonetheless, for more than half a century, lovable Uncle Remus' quaint, shrewd, illiterate, good-natured philosophizing and storytelling have delighted millions of U.S. readers. The fictional figure is now brought efficiently to Technicolored life by Actor James Baskett, whose organ-toned voice, as the lawyer in radio's Amos 'n' Andy, first attracted Producer Disney's attention. Uncle Remus addicts are not likely to quarrel about the oversweetened characterization. With the exception of Baskett and two likable children (Bobby Driscoll, 10, and Luana Patten, 7), the live actors are bores...
...dance, or be funny, J. Edward Bromberg, Warde Donavan, Alma Kaye, and Margaret Phelan seem highly unsuited to musical comedy. Towering Frank Marlowe's amusing facial expressions and amazing Falls put over a questionable production entitled "I wanna Go to City College," and Gus Van did well with a quaint ditty called "MuInerney's Farm...
...while rummaging with her teen-aged daughter in the attic, Jeanne Grain, a 34-year-old mother, runs across an ancient phonograph record (Rudy Vallee's My Time Is Your Time) and a quaint old snapshot of something called a flagpole sitter. In heaven's name, mother (gasps the bobby-soxer), what was life like back in those funny, faraway times? Most of Margie is mother's flashback, Technicolor-and-music reminiscences...