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...drizzly afternoon last week, a train from Oranienburg rolled into Gesund-brunnen Station in Berlin's French sector. Haggard men in tattered clothes and bony, hollow-eyed women straggled onto the platform. Last to get out was a white-faced, white-haired old man with a frayed velvet-collared overcoat. He leaned gasping against a wall. "Yes, yes, from over there," he muttered. "I must be dreaming. Please don't ask me any questions...
...Velvet Giove (by Rosemary Casey; produced by Guthrie McClintic) describes a most politely conducted battle. The opponents are a mother-general (Grace George) and a bishop (John Williams), and their battlefield is a convent. They are at odds over a young professor in the convent college whose Christian ideas about the obligations of wealth seem Communistic to a few moneybags in the diocese. The moneybags want the professor fired, and the bishop-whose causes they endow-agrees. As the professor's chief defender, the mother-general adopts the defense of beating the bishop at his own game. She sees...
Considerably more worldly than otherworldly in approach, The Velvet Glove is neatly dotted with church figures (including Walter Hampden as a monsignor), pleasantly dusted with conventual and clerical badinage. It is the brighter for the deft warfare between John Williams and Grace George, who with all the airiness of a butterfly can impose the sting of a bee. But the play, a theatrical ladyfinger from the start, gets milder, thinner and crumblier as it proceeds...
Another Rosemary Casy won a $5,000 award for "The Velvet Gloves" before it was produced, but she was not satisfied with merely the plaudits of the Christopher prize. She approached Guthrie McClintic who agreed to produce and direct the play, Donald Ocnslager '23, who agreed to do the setting, and then she went about getting Grace George out of a seven year retirement to play the leading part...
Movies produced or directed by Clarence Brown (Flesh and the Devil, National Velvet") are not likely to be commonplace. Intruder is an honest attempt to picture the South as it actually is, but Brown's efforts to underplay the sensational and the macabre material lead to an impression of stiffness. The menacing events are pictured with such a reaching for poetic blandness that, by contrast, an energetic shot of the sheriff whipping up some scrambled eggs becomes a hardhitting, action-filled image...