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Announcing “The Girl from
Rectors.” Released March 5—
don’t crowd. Line forms on the right. If you have ever “done”
New York — if New York has ever “done” you — if you have ever caromed from the Claridge to Shanley’s to Bustanoby’s to Reisenweber’s to
Healey’s to Rector’s with a high tile on and the muffler open — if you have ever
watched Forty-second street spin on its axis at 5 a. m. and then turned in to Jack’s for breakfast the five reels of “The Girl from Rectors” will be just like a letter from home to you.
Halt! Right now you’re all set to expect something. You are absolutely mistaken. The picture is perfectly clean and the Na¬ tional Board of Review admits it.
But, say man, its there !
Action? Why, looking at “The Girl from Rectors” is like having Broadway run by you on a merry-go-round.
If you are one of those boys who' goes down to Manhattan for business and fresh air once or twice a year probably you have seen “The Girl from Rectors” on the stage. Or maybe you have seen it on one of those long road runs. If you did you can stop reading at this point and mail your applica¬ tion to the Mutual exchange now.
If vou insist on being sold all the way, let me tell you about “Ruth.” Ruth is “The Girl from Rectors.” In private life she is Miss Ruth McTammany of perfect Bos¬ ton, Mass. But in “The Girl from Rectors” she is about the livest little impersonation of a dancer with an evatanguay disposition it has been our official pleasure to meet on the screen.
Ruth gambols all through the plot. When the picture was screened in the Mutual’s Chicago projection room it was so still and attentive that you could hear a sparrow fight on the roof a hundred yards away. There are a number of nutty individuals in the cast who help the tangled plot along considerably, but you won’t worry about the plot. You can’t. Ruth won’t let you.
Incidentally the esteemed Mr. Rector him¬ self, the celebrated New York restauranteur de luxe, appears in the picture as an “extra” and a lot of the scenes were made in his palace of plastic pulchritude. Ordinarily it costs about ten iron men for a cup of broth and a look at the inside of Rectors, but with this picture you can see the inside of all New York for a dime. Some insides!
If you’ve ever been to Broadway, U. S. A., you’ll want to see “The Girl from Rectors” — if you haven’t been there you’ll have to see it. Your patrons will feel the same way about it.
When the Mutual salesman calls this week, ask him to have a chair. T. R.
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