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

14 CLOSE-UPS He gets a new outfit as often as Karl (muscle man) Mussey changes overalls. ® The Night Crew's softball team continues to win games. They took the Technicolor team to the tune of 1 0 to 5 and hammered out a couple of wins from Construction, 5 to 3 and 5 to 2. What the boys need is a backer. That's right, they don’t have a backer. Think what they would do if they had some of those flashy uniforms! Guess you just couldn’t hold them — I betya. • D. M. (gravy grabber) Blair has returned from a couple of weeks vacation at Western Avenue. D. M. is quite anxious to put his new deck dropping system into practice. So far he hasn’t been able to persuade a high crew to try it. The system is sure to make a hit, though. • Frank (I’ll betya) MacArdle is off to the hospital for repairs. Here’s hoping for a speedy recovery. o Most of we fellows in this department were taught that cleanliness was next to Godliness but we found out that it is next to the impossible in our end of the studio. We still ain’t got no washroom. I know it isn’t right to use ‘ain’t got no,’ but it isn’t right for us not to have a washroom either. CROUP INSURANCE By BOB WELLINGTON It is a long road that has no turning; a man is never down until he’s out, and every cloud has a silver lining. • Your Coverall Correspondent has come into possession of a bit of information bearing definite proof that the hope that springs eternal in the human breast springs not in vain. • Once upon a time, Big Mac McDonough and John M. Landen were studio cops. Oh, woe is me! Oh, woe was them! Whenever they appeared upon the streets, anxious mothers hurriedly concealed their offsprings behind their voluminous skirts. Dogs bit them. Small boys pelted them with stones and passing automobiles spattered them with mud. But Big M'ac and John were men of iron will and mighty courage. Despite their lowly calling, the worm did turn — both worms. Big Mac and John are now no longer cops. They have risen. They have shaken off the manacles of an unsavory past. They have achieved the ultimate. THEY ARE JANITORS. CROUP INSURANCE With Jack Epstein taking his super-Plymouth back to the Memorial Day races at Indianapolis, excitement is at high pitch in this department. However, consensus of the rail-birds gives Eppy only an outside chance for victory, for they are prone to discredit his many sweeping statements concerning the super-Plymouth’s capabilities. Nevertheless, we wish him the best, along with the stern admonition not to forget to turn the camera motor on as he takes his spins around the brick platter. o Jack Burrows is always good for a show, and last week proved no exception. It seems that Jack was wanted in court for some matter or another, but for several weeks he had been particularly successful in eluding a series of process-servers. Words are powerless to describe his consternation when one of these legal dare-devils made him the present of a giltedged summons. The ensuing scene was a furious one which found Jack chasing the startled gentleman up the street. At last, panting and perspiring, Jack gave up the chase, muttering in selfjustification, “Well, that’s the first one that ever got me in 20 years.” • When Ernie Miller returns from his vacation, no doubt he will be accused of having visited the moon. However, the truth is that he will be bringing back fifty pounds of cheese from his North Dakota farm. To all you lean and cadaverous ones, this is not an advertisement for a “free lunch.” • Earl Metz has just returned from a two weeks’ vacation at Pismo Beach, reporting that he caught the limit of clams and crabs. By CENEVRA JACKSON The battles of our sailing fraternity with elements are nothing compared to battles with the contractor, plumber, etc., when building a home, says Roger Heman. Roger moved into his home May 16th, a farmhouse type dwelling in North Hollywood, and as an anticlimax had no electricity for a few days. Deeming it easier to buy a place already built, Barney Freericks found a home near the Westwood Campus to his family’s liking. The CROUP INSURANCE