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Movies in TAHITI
by DONALD G. COOLEY
World Traveler and Executive Editor of RADIOLAND Magazine
4 hula dancer in Tabu, one of the many movies filmed in Tahiti. F. W. Murnau, its director, died in an automobile accident when he returned to the States but natives say evil spirits killed him
FEBRUARY, 1934
— Coolcy A poster advertising a thrilling western is irresistible to the natives and will result in a packed theatre
interesting than the picture. Suppose you take your three francs and come along with me to attend a rip-roaring Western in the theatre at Papeete, the island's principal town. We know it will be a humdinger of a show because, along the waterfront, we have seen a poster depicting an amazing scene in a rangeland cattle town.
A man on horseback, in front of a saloon, is training his rifle at an airplane flying overhead. Standing nonchalantly on the fuselage of the speeding plane, his tail fluttering contemptuously in the breeze, is a cowpony. Sitting on his back is a cowboy, waving his Stetson and dropping sneers on his enemy below. Well, you can't wave a poster like that in Papeete without getting results. The town just knows something is bound to happen with a set-up like that.
• So, in common with the rest of
Papeete, we trek off to the theatre,
which looks like a Middle-Western
barn. A score of pushcarts with their
Tahiti, 4,500 miles from San Francisco,
is one of the better known South Sea
Islands. Papeete is its principal city
Chinese proprietors block the road before the entrance, selling a varied assortment of fruits and food as mentioned above. For a franc we can get a green cocoanut to carry into the show, from which we can swig cool, sweet water as the spirit moves us.
We pay our admission, walk in, and find a seat on the benches. We discover that we've been walking on the bare feet of some of our fellow spectators. But they are entirely amiable about it. It involves less effort on their part to let you walk on their dogs than to move them out of the way. On second thought, we decide that "dogs" is a slang expression for pedal extremities not justified in this instance, unless we are thinking of Great Danes.
Mostly the audience is of native girls and their boy friends, with a sprinkling of French officials and a few sailors from the gunboat in the harbor with their town girls. Couples sit with their arms around each other. There is nothing timid or backward about Polynesian love technique. A white flower, the tiare Tahiti, over the left ear, indicates that its wearer
PleaHe turn to inure fifty
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