20th Century Fox Close-Ups (Jun 1937 - Jun 1938)

6 CLOSE-UPS By ERIC STONE THE members of the Still Department, who were not mentioned in the last issue of the “Close-Ups” are hereby duly introduced: As long as we are on the subject of golf I’ll begin with Bob Shaw, the shining light of the department in the men’s tournament. He shot an 81. Received for his effort a GREAT BIG mirror (to study stance, knee-action, etc. for the next turf-contest.) • Ray Smith, most of you probably know. He had quite a “bit” part in the motion picture, “How to ruin a golf course in twelve hours.” He did the “hula” with a driver . . . remember? Great kid! Take a bow, Ray. • Arthur Shipman doesn’t play golf. It won’t • be held against him, however, in view of his other virtues. He has been with the Co. . . . what is it Arthur, 8 or 1 0 years? His record speaks for itself. (By the way girls, he is a bachelor.) • (Some people have offered me two-bits per week to leave their name out o’ this column, but here’s one guy that can’t be ribbed. Anyway, they haven’t come anywhere near my price . . . yet.) • 0 Miss Jeanette Mertz, our head-retoucher, threatens to wring my worthless neck if I dare mention her name, so if you see someone running around the “lot” headless, it’ll be me. . . . Anyway she is a ‘swell’ person, and almost the best retoucher in the business, bar none. How is that, Jeanette? • Esther Cassell, being the only girl in the department with enough ‘intestinal fortitude’ (I borrowed that fraze from Mitzie) to enter the ladies’ tournament, deserves an extra big “Cup”. We understand Esther spent a goodly part of the afternoon replacing divots. (We are not vouching for the veracity of the last statement.) # Last but not least, we have Elmer “Dingbat” Glassburn, B.A., B.B., R.M.U.T., airbrush artist extraordinary. (Anyone wishing to learn what the mysterious letters after the name stand for, may get the information by sending their name, age and address to this department, and we will be glad to tell you all about it.) In addition to all this, he is somewhat of a culinary expert. His New England dinners are very delicious. # There are still a few members that I’ll have to save for the next issue, as I don’t know just how far Doc Bishop will let me carry on with this sort o’ highbrow “stuff.” — Ay tank you. By CENEVRA JACKSON FLASH! Joe Keenan’s small South American parrot “Skeezicks,” for seven years a member of the household and believed to be a Mr. has turned out to be a Mrs. Just a day after Mother’s day while Joe was shaving, the bird perched on the bathroom window-sill and proceeded to lay an egg. It seems that Skeezicks had been acting very affectionate and clucking like a hen, but Joe thought nothing CENEVRA IACKSON of it. Skeezicks has now laid three eggs and Joe is seriously considering placing the eggs on the market. • “Slim” Selvidge is altar-bound with a very attractive young lady. She must be attractive or Slim wouldn’t like her. At least one brunette has expressed regret at the announcement. • Questions we’d like answered: If ghost writers went on strike, who would do the picketing? Do you have to crawl to crawfish? Evidently you do from all we can gather. Orville McCann, Carl Faulkner and Art Wright went crawfishing with Orville (Barbara Stanwyck once called him that) taking a fall in the crick. He insists he went in after Carl Faulkner but we probably never will know all the details. A jar of their quarry was mute evidence of the fact that they really went crawfishing. Where did Cableman Grefrath get the nickname "Rifraff?” • FRIENDLY FEUDS: Bernard Freericks and Al Root, with the former one up at this writing. Another feud, more of the pencil breaking variety, reached an acute stage recently when one feudist offered to send grapenuts during the other’s tonsilectomy. Al Bruzlin suggests a new name for a dessert: LANCER SPY. • What sound man now qualifies as Tarzan since his recent perch atop the light parallels on the Taurog set? ERIC STONE