Word: sirens
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Ducked into doorway. Bump into sign. "New England's largest Toyland, This Way." Woman grabs me by the arm. Fat woman. "Oh, excuse me. I thought you were Forsythe. Have you seen a little boy...?" Hear air raid siren at left elbow. Turns out it's not air raid siren at all but little boy. Forsythe. Pick self off floor and get caught up in herd of stampeding gamins. We sweep through the Hopalong Cassidy Corral, Scout Hut, and emerge in a layer of purgatory which Dante, lucky fellow, never visited. Gamins disperse into scouting parties and disappear...
Army of salesgirls, the dinner shift, marches by, glaring at kids. Floorwalker with tie glares at me. Woman grabs my arm. "Come along, Forsythe." I glare at Forsythe. Forsythe imitates fire siren. Escalator marked "Down" appears at my left elbow...
...American screen since 1936. It has been used successfully by liberal and rightist candidates in the post-war Italian and French elections, although its versions of Western life are dishonest. The major fault of the film is in the directing; the transition between Garbo the Comrade and Garbo the Siren is to abrupt. However, the plot and dialogue are extremely amusing. People should see "Ninotchka" and get all possible laughs from black-bearded Communism of fifteen years...
WINSTON LEONARD SPENCER CHURCHILL is fond of his collection of goldfish. When he approaches their pools in the lovely grounds of his country house at Chartwell Manor in Kent, the goldfish dart eagerly toward him. Churchill, wearing his familiar siren suit, an overcoat of a peculiarly bilious pea green draped over his shoulders, was feeding them one afternoon this week. One hand held the inevitable black cigar, and the other dipped into the tin of fish food proffered by his bodyguard...
...subject for more than a split-second; he uses light and shadow to reveal or conceal, as he wishes; and he seems to have spent a good deal of time on the sound effects for the film. They are no more than the wail of a distant siren, or the call of a loon on a lake, but they are immensely effective...