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Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer, mighty producing subsidiary of Loew's Inc., promised to spend $42,500,000 on 52 pictures, another $2,500,000 to advertise them. Headliners: Sinclair Lewis' It Can't Happen Here (shelved in 1936); The Wizard of Oz in Technicolor; Northwest Passage with Wallace Beery, Spencer Tracy and Robert Taylor; Quo Vadis?; The Women with Norma Shearer and Joan Crawford. M-G-M will also release Producer David O. Selznick's Gone With the Wind. Biggest M-G-M questionmark is fox-faced Hedy Lamarr, who after seven months of grooming...
...Century-Fox's ebullient Darryl Zanuck characteristically promised "at least five" $2,000,000 pictures: The Rains Came, with Tyrone Power, Myrna Loy, George Brent; Stanley and Livingstone; Little Old New York with Alice Faye; Brigham Young; Drums Along the Mohawk. Shirley Temple will do Lady Jane in Technicolor...
Make no mistake about it, "Dodge City" is just a horse-opera. It may have a bar-room fight which is at least fifty times bigger than those that Tom Mix used to win. It may have some beautiful Technicolor which almost succeeds in capturing the sweep of the Kansas plains. It may have Errol Flynn, whose drawing-room polish didn't come from western saddle soap. But it is still a horse-opera. It has the spirit of the old western epic, with the invincible hero who single-handed oan send packing every bad man in town, with beautiful...
Dodge City's première was the most notable thing about it. The picture itself is a good, noisy Technicolor, flag-waving Western, enlivened by Ann Sheridan, Olivia de Havilland, Errol Flynn and a knock-down drag-out saloon fight. So continual is the random gunfire that cinemaddicts might guess that the place took its name from the necessary behavior of the inhabitants...
...lass from the south ho has come to live with her uncle. And in the centre of its al there is the same roaring saloon with swinging doors and husky voiced entertainers hipping their ways around. It is, of course, a western with modern trimmings--a Cast of thousands, Technicolor, and saloon women's gowns by Adrian or somebody of the sort. But for old times' sake, you should like it just the same. You should thrill as Errol Flynn bravadoes to his inevitable victory, you should gnash your teeth when the bad man murders a respectable rancher in cold...