Close Up (Jul-Dec 1929)

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CLOSE UP It is well that people should keep alert their Diogenes lamp and light up the odd corners of the screen (though I always had an idea he brought a few cobwebs out of his tub) ; it is well to have everything dug up and recorded, Glozel as well as Luxor, but it is a pity to be so engrossed in moonjumping that you miss the cat with its fiddle, three times daily, on earth. You are so likely to because this cat isn't photographed or silhouetted, is just a comic drawn cat. But it actually is comic, adjective from comedy, not from musichall. Yes, don't miss the cartoon shorts because you only go in for the big picture. I have seen them lately at the Carlton, the Capitol, Mme. Tussaud's (let us now praise Mr. Ogilvie). When the film was bad, they saved my life; when the film was good, what an excellent cocktail they were ! I went in to see Four Feathers. Annoyed, angered, I-knew-it-ed. Good things, of course, good things, but some would have been excellent if they'd been let alone, not dolled up with a story and actors who, though among the pleasantest maybe in Hollywood, were here distasteful by their inappropriateness. But before, there had been a Micky Mouse Cartoon that I laughed at and liked. I don't remember laughing so much or being let down so little after one funny bit, since talkies w^ere in. I have always liked the cartoon films, despite the name. The French, in this, manage this better; they call them " dessins animes ", and the Tribune Libre once had a seance consecrated to them. Felix and Krazy Kat, even Inkwell Imp are my friends, and here and now I would like to stake a protest against using Felix to typify popular entertainment with a sneer. He is 378