Cowboy from Brooklyn (Warner Bros.) (1938)

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Mat 203——30c JUST A LITTLE PRAIRIE FLOWER—Priscilla Lane of the many, many Lanes, is queen of the wide-open spaces in the rhythmic, rip-roarin' laugh round-up of the year, "Cowboy from Brooklyn," which opens at the Strand tomorrow. (Advance) Powell Sponsoring The Intercollegiate Prize Fight Champ Dick Powell recently took on a new avocation. The Warner Bros. _ singing star, whose latest picture, ““Cowboy from Brooklyn,’’ opens next Friday at the Strand Theatre, has become a prize fight manager, his fighter being Bob Soose, former Penn State College student and _ inter-collegiate light heavyweight champion. Powell became acquainted with Soose when he was serving as master of ceremonies at the Stanley Theatre in Pittsburgh before entering pictures. He followed Soose’s career through high school and college and when the young fighter announced his decision to follow a professional ring career, Powell offered his sponsorship. Soose readily agreed and now Powell “owns” him outright. While Powell is a native of Arkansas, his several years of theatre work in Pittsburgh made him consider Pennsylvania as a second home state, and it is this interest that prompted him to manage the prizefighter. (Advance ) Three Angles On How to Behave Like A Movie Reporter Donald Briggs, Jeffrey Lynn and Ronald Reagan, three of Warner Bros, studio's young crop of prospective leading men, had been cast to play reporters in “Cowboy from Brooklyn,” the Warner Bros. musical farce coming to the Strand Theatre. “How would you act like a reporter?’ Briggs asked. “I worked on a newspaper in Des Moines,”’ said Reagan (he was the radio commentator on an lowa newspaper's station) ‘‘and I would say that if you fit your face to an expression which looks as if you were always getting ready to growl, ‘Oh, yeah?’ you'll get across the idea without much trouble.” ““T guess that’s a good idea," said Lynn. “But my own hunch is to get a felt hat and jump on it, and then wear it, and look knowing all the time.” “I’ve got something easier than that,’ said Briggs. ‘‘I'll just go around asking people for a cigarette, and then for a match to light it.”’ (Advance ) Honor of the Lanes Upheld As Priscilla Ducks Ponell Glistening in the sunlight was a watering trough, its refreshing contents designed ostensibly for the livestock of the Hardy Dude Ranch, the locale of many of the amusing scenes in ‘‘Cowboy from Brooklyn,” the Warner Bros. musical farce coming to the Strand Theatre next Friday. Grips, electricians and even the usually glum-faced Director Lloyd Bacon made ill-concealed efforts to hide smiles as Priscilla Lane was called to do a scene at the watering trough. Priscilla looked at the trough, at the men, and, tongue in cheek, nodded knowingly. “Hmmm,” she said good-naturedly. “I get it.” “Now, Priscilla,” Bacon said briskly, “‘you sit on the edge of the trough, Dick Powell pulls off your boot so you can soak your sprained ankle in the water, and—”’ ““And then I fall in,’’ Priscilla, _ with a resigned sigh, finished it for him. “Don’t blame me, Priscilla,’ Powell said sympathetically. ‘“‘I don’t want you to wet your er— er—clothes—”’ Priscilla reassured him sweetly and the action was begun. Dick yanked the boot and Priscilla fell into the trough with a terrific splash. The crew roared with laughter and Bacon said the “‘take’’ was perfect. “Now we'll get a two-shot from this angle of Dick and Priscilla sitting on the edge of the trough,’ Bacon announced. GET 3-WAY PROPOSAL Marriage is now open to any of the Lane sisters, according to a letter received by Priscilla from a fan in the east, while she was working in “Cowboy from Brooklyn,” the Warner Bros. musical farce opening next Friday at the Strand Theatre. The fan is willing to marry any one of the three sisters, according to his letter. He would marry all three of them if this were legally possible, he said, but as this is not, he is not particular which one of the three girls accepts. “I don’t think I can accept,” Priscilla said when questioned about it, “because I don’t believe Wayne Morris would like it.” Mat 301—45e YOU'RE HEADIN' FOR THE LAUGH ROUND-UP when you see (left to right) Johnnie Davis, Dick Powell, Priscilla Lane, Pat O'Brien and Dick Foran doing their stuff as wild and woolly Westerners in "Cowboy from Brooklyn," the rodeo of rhythm and romance which is scheduled to open at the Strand Theatre on Friday. A strange light came _ into Priscilla’s eyes as she leaned on the corral fence and exposed her wet apparel to the drying rays of the hot sun. Priscilla and Dick sat on the edge of the trough and the cameras started turning. Suddenly Priscilla teetered, and, in quick, unexpected movement to regain her balance, toppled a very surprised Mr. Powell into the trough. “Cut!"" yelled Bacon, whipping off his hat and jumping on it. “That's swell! I knew she'd do it ‘For the honor of the Lanes,” said Priscilla solemnly, shaking hands with him. And thus another chapter had been written into the famous Dick Powell-Lane sisters feud. It started with ‘Varsity Show,"’ when Rosemary Lane, as a co-ed, superintended the hazing of Powell by students who mistook him for a freshman. They paddled Dick so thoroughly that it was days before he was able to sit down comfortably without a soft, downy cushion. In ‘Hollywood Hotel’ Dick was able to balance the score by pushing Rosemary into a fountain. But in the same picture Rosemary’s sister, Lola, slapped Dick smartly and resoundingly in the face for the benefit of celluloid posterity and the amusement of the cash customers. What will happen next nobody knows, least of all the Lane girls and Mr. Powell! (Advance) Living Her Film Role Is Fun for Priscilla Priscilla Lane is not a ‘‘desedem-and-dose”’ person. She is a college graduate and that is why she enjoyed herself immensely toying with the King’s English while she was working in “Cowboy from Brooklyn,” the Warner Bros. musical farce opening next Friday at the Strand Theatre. She’ said “‘ain’t,"”’ dropped ““g’s,”’ split infinitives and_ violated all rules of grammar with reckless abandon. Nobody dared criticize her or attempt to correct her for she had a stock reply to make to all such busybodies. She said she was living her role. In the Warner Bros. musical comedy she portrays a girl who Operates a western dude ranch and she exaggerates the western atmosphere for the benefit of the guests. She forces her father to walk bowlegged, though he has ridden for years without bowing his legs, and to roll his own cigarettes though he _ prefers “tailor-mades,”” so the guests will feel sure he is a real cowboy. To complete the illusion for the guests who want to know they are amongst real westerners, Priscilla talks and makes everybody else on the ranch talk like westerners are supposed to. “It's a new way of taking down your hair, I guess,’ Priscilla said, ‘‘and [| like it.”