Close Up (Mar-Dec 1931)

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CLOSE UP 237 war and the present economic crisis, must remain unstated. The cause in the studios of course, is always lack of mother-love. Consider for instance, how Hollywood would have made Potemkin. The story by this time, must be familiar to all. Sailors on a Russian battleship refuse to eat meat covered with maggots. The doctor pronounces the food edible, men are to be shot for their complaint, in the ensuing mutiny their leader is killed. The townspeople, curious, indifferent and sympathetic, are shot down by Cossacks; the battleship sailing as it believes to death, sees instead the red flag appear on the masts of opposing ships. What would America have made of such a story ? Maggots certainly would not have been permitted. Instead we should have opened with a sailor's bar, with plentv of females in sex-appeal promoting dresses, and a cheerful song. The doctor need be little changed, but he would have had sinister designs upon the heroine who would of course, have survived the perils of the underworld because of her love for an old father-mother-grandparent or young brother-sister-orphan-child at choice, helped by the patent-enamel body paint into which American stars are dipped. " / t'ink I go 'ome ! "