Hollywood (1940)

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Here you see Adolphe Menjou as a lion, John Hubbard learning to be a lion tamer from the book of instructions, held some doubtfully by the worried, frightened Willie Best Carole Landis, owner of the carnival, discovers Adolphe Menjou trying to bilk her patrons with his own invention, a camera that takes money, not pictures, and makes him go to work Carole Landis, in order to please John Hubbard, gives him five lions to tame, in one of the funny scenes in Road Show Adventures With 'Road Show // Patsy Kelly and Margaret Roach, as the kind-hearted carnival girls, insist on giving Menjou the spinal manipulations that nearly send him to the hospital before he can free himself Our favorite extra thought he would have more fun than a circus when he went to work in Road Show. but after the lions had seen him. and the strong man and the fire-eater had given him some of their time, he decided it was all a low plot to ruin his career By E. J. (The Carnival Kid) SMI Til SOX ft V DEAR EDITOR: Two days less than a fortnight ago, come high noon Wednesday, I am wearily sitting on my cabana — pardon me, please, And before John Hubbard finished with the lions, he insisted on the services of beautiful nurses, Iolande Mollot and Inna Gest. He seems to be recovering I mean IN my cabana — exercising my poetic license while composing a dainty bit of verse entitled, "Ode to My Landlady Or Why Don't the Guy Pay Up" and I am feeling pretty elatedj having accomplished the subtle rhyming of money with honey, when there was a knock, knock, knocking on the door, and I am all set to jump through the back window thinking it is the landlady come to dis