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(^George OBrien as the Ghetto box fighter.
C[ Rivington Street hrea\s into the silent drama.
sj ow, a lotta excitement, folks!" -A ^ "Get those kids outer there."
"When the cop comes out, run down, see?" "Get out, I toldjer " "Way back, way bac\, WAY BACK!" "Spread out." "LfT girl, come here." "All ready folks ..." Standing on the top step of Lipvitch's tailor shop on Allen Street (on the set in the Fox Studio at 56th Street and 10th Avenue, only you wouldn't know the difference) a young man in shirt sleeves was yelling through a megaphone at the top of his voice. (We are speaking of the Silent Drama.) The young man waved his megaphone like a cheer leader at a big foot ball game . . . His other arm swung about like a semaphore thrown silly on its hinges by a crazy train dispatcher.
"Don't crowd in there." "Spread out like I toldjer." Orders like these on any set, before any other bunch of extras would get immediate results, but in "East Side West Side" they meant nothing at all. They were as drops of rain falling silently on Lake Superior. Not till a long, slim, hook-nosed man sprang from the crowd, gesticulated wildly, even more wildly than the young man in shirt sleeves, did anything actually happen. And then it did happen.
The instant he stopped, the crowd went off like a package of giant fire-crackers. You've never seen such fanaticism outside a Red meeting.
Yes, the long slim hook-nosed gent is an interpreter.
C[ Allan Dwan is making a. picture of Riesenberg's popular novel with the assistance of some big push and cart men.
By George Mitchell
Allan Dwan is really directing the picture, but Mister Hooknose is getting all the fun out of it and as a matter of fact these mob scenes couldn't be made without him. He is the missing link between Dwan and his actors. Also he is a wizard with a megaphone. One word from Dwan to that bunch of Eastsiders and nothing happens. One flick of the yiddish megaphone and the whole Jewish army breaks into enough noise to wreck the Silent Drama.
These Jewish actors (extras) are bears for action. These three hundred Eastsiders give their pound of flesh. You've never seen such enthusiasm.
I saw two big round fat women pawing at each other as they
C[Vir ginia Valli,
George O'Brien, came hurtling down the street in the Felix Riesenberg, midst of the mob. George O'Brien the author Allan and Dan Wolheim, Louis' brother, Dwan ana a pair 111 r 1 ■ >-™ of "atmospheres'. had been fightmg • • • The women had been told to mix it up . . . They were certainly mixing it up . . . The scene had been shot. That much of the picture was already history . . . But on they acted and on. A thoughtful . assistant director stopped them . . . "Relax a little folks," said he and they went at it all the heavier . . . (Cont. on page 82)
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