Word: wigged
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Twinkletoes (Colleen Moore). In this film with an English setting, Colleen Moore, wearing a blonde wig, looks like Lillian Gish, enacts a limehouse lily as Dorothy Gish would (TIME, Nov. 8). A peppery toe-dancer, she leaps to the heart of Prizefighter Chuck Lightfoot, who is so severely jabbed that he counters by helping Twinkletoe's rascally parent (Tully Marshall) out of a counterfeit crime, and himself into the hands of the police. Then, a subtitle records the passage of a year and a happy ending. Colleen Moore entertains...
...pouting and shouting with grim intensity. If Sir Henry conquers, John Randolph will go to Europe on his winnings: Eclipse wins. John Randolph and the South are gallantly chagrined. Lafayette, with his Revolution limp, visits Boston and Bunker Hill, erect and vigorous at 70, with a most serviceable brown wig. As Governor Lincoln's aide, young Quincy rides beside the hero through an ovation "by bells, cannon and human lungs" from a transported citizenry which "was then homogeneous and American." In 20 tents on Boston Common, 1,200 persons dine together "like one family...
Favors Mask and Wig...
...personal opinion," Miss Barrymore concluded, "that the Mask and Wig gives the best of the college shows, yet that may be merely because I am more familiar with its doings. I dare say that the similar organizations at Harvard and Yale are quite as successful, though I'm inclined to believe that they are not as consistent as my favorite. Nevertheless they all give a prospective actor the needed experience which brings success much sooner after graduation than if he had not acted in college...
...simultaneously as biographer of the Duchess of Fenton (The Chaste Diana), Lady Hamilton (The Divine Lady) and Poet Byron (Glorious Apollo). Her periods billow out like fussy, over-embroidered crinolines when she is in her role of sentimental raconteuse, but the historical reconstructions are superb-Playwright Sheridan scratching his wig for the fourth act of The School for Scandal; George III and Queen Charlotte reading their favorite divines under the lindens at Kew; and Perdita, fluffed in swan's-down, waiting for the flushed royal moron who brought her low; Perdita, at last a wanton, having her final fling...