Movie Classic (Mar-Aug 1936)

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(G-B) If You Could Only Cook is one of the most delightful comedies that 1936 has brought us — or will bring us. It has a light, inconsequential story, but it also has rare charm and reality and continuous action and smart dialogue. Herbert Marshall and Jean Arthur (at last Hollywood is beginning to appreciate her ! ) are the stars. He is a millionaire auto manufacturer, world-weary, who takes his woes to a park bench, where he is mistaken for one of the unemployed by Jean, who has no job. She suggests pretending they are married and apply for positions as butler and cook in the menage of Leo Carrillo, big-time racketeer. Marshall, considering the idea a lark, accepts her suggestion — and then the fun begins. (Columbia) • • • Sylvia Scarlett presents Katharine Hepburn as a girl, born to be an actress, who disguises herself as a boy in order to help her knavish father, becomes a member of a wandering troupe of players, and eventually reveals her womanliness. The story is colorful, if episodic, but the acting far outshines it. First honors go to Hepburn. However, the big surprise of the picture is Cary Grant, who rises to the front rank of screen actors with his performance of a petty cockney smuggler who turns trouper. Less effective is Brian Aherne, as an artist with whom Sylvia falls in love. Edmund Gwenn, as her rapscallion father, gives a fine characterization. (RKO-Radio) Whipsaw brings Myrna Loy back to the screen after an absence of too many months, with Spencer Tracy as her co-star. It is exciting melodrama — nothing more, nothing less — revolving around a battle of wits between G-Men and a band of jewel thieves. Myrna is the fascinating feminine foil of the sparkler-snatchers, whose mental duel with G-Man Tracy is complicated by love. It's not a new story, but the characters are more interesting than thev used to be. (M-G-M) Paddy O'Day is the latest effort of Shirley Temple's closest rival, Jane Withers, and an entertaining little picture it is, giving Jane plenty of opportunity to sing and dance. She plays the part of an orphaned waif who is smuggled into the country, becomes an entertainer in a cafe, and sees her new-found friends (patriots, all ! ) work hard to win citizenship for her. The youngster has genuine talent, plus a robust, mischievous appeal that is never artificial. (20th Century-Fox) Chatterbox makes a star of Anne Shirley, proving that she is the best actress of all the screen ingenues. Sweet, simple and sentimental, the story has warm human interest and Anne is refreshing in her emotional honesty and lack of affectations. She leads a lonely life on a Vermont farm with her grandfather, who had disowned her mother for becoming an actress ; but the longing to act is in the girl's blood, and she finally tries to make her dream come true. Her performance is compelling in its simplicity and sincerity. Neat restraint is shown also by Phillips Holmes, as a young artist who cannot force himself to destroy the girl's self-made illusion. (RKO-Radio) First a Girl helps to explain why Hollywood has been making frantic efforts to obtain the services of Jessie Matthews, the Street. P. 0.. In Modern Times, you will see Charlie Chaplin go through the motions of singing a song in a night-club. He can't remember the words, so Paulette Goddard writes them on his cuff. And in his first gesture, he shoots his cuff! 22 Movie Classic for March, 1936