Silver Screen (Feb-Oct 1935)

Silver Screen for October 1935 81 This one has more plot than their pictures usually have so maybe they'll be funny this time. Besides a plot, they've got Norman McLeod directing them and if they can't be funny with Norman directing them they might just as well give up and stick to the radio. There's no use mincing words, I always say, and that's exactly how I feel about the whole thing. Gracie has too much money so, to protect herself from fortune hunters, she cuts up all her dresses and her butler's clothes George Burns and Gracie Allen making "Here Comes Cookie," but perhaps the title will be changed. and also Georgie Burns' clothes, breaks all the windows in the house and has weeds planted in the front yard so people will think she's broke. Then she goes out and invites a lot of indigent (get that one, Mushy) vaudeville actors to come live with her. There are great goings-on in the living room when suddenly the ice man appears with a 100-pound cake of ice on his back. "Where's the dizzy dame that runs this joint?" he asks of no one in particular. "Here I am," Gracie admits brightly. "Where do you want this?" he asks indicating the ice. "Oh-h," Gracie flutters, "put it upstairs in the bathtub." "Gracie," George explains patiently as the iceman disappears, "the ice-box is in the kitchen." "I know," she concedes, "but I can't put the ice in the icebox because I had to have some place for Frederick's Feathered Friends. Besides, Gladys is in the bathtub and she can't live in a warm climate. "Who is Gladys?" George wants to know. "You don't know anything, do you, George?" it now being Gracie's turn to be patient. "Gladys is Thompson's Trained Seal." "Oh," George murmurs. "Now I feel better. I thought it might be Pilsen's Polar Bears." "Oh, no," Gracie reassures him. "They're out in the back yard." Well, now, this is really funny, no kidding, so, full of high hopes for George and Gracie's future, I leave them and mush on toUniversal THE shadows are beginning to lengthen as I drive out Cahuenga pass and the sky is all mottled with gold and red and ITCHING Tortus STOPPED IN ONE MINUTE For quick relief from the itching of pimples, blotches, eczema, rashea and other skin eruptions, apply Dr. Dennis' cooling, antiseptic, liquid D. D. D. Prescription. Its gentle oils soothe the irritated and inflamed skin. Clear, greaseless and stainbss — dries fast. Stops the most intense itching instantly. A 35c trial bottle, at drug stores, proves it — or money back. D.D.D. purple— only the sunset tints are behind me which is just as well because I can't drive with {he sun in my eyes. If I'm beginning to sound a little like Gracie don't be alarmed— it'll wear off— I hope. Well, out here, we have ZaSu Pitts, Hugh O'Connell, Helen Twelvetrees and Warren Hymer in "She Gets Her Man," only the girls are not working today; This is a farce with a farcical plot. And to make another long story short, a gang of bandits are after ZaSu. Her press agent gives out that she's been kidnaped. Naturally, the bandits are quite mystified in deed as none of them have her. So Eddie Brophy, who is the head of the gang, gives a banquet and invites every gangster in the country to attend. Then he rises to address the mob (and, Mushy, here's where you learn what I hear from the mob): "I want to compliment you guys on The Tiger-Woman (ZaSu) snatch. I was thinkin' of doin' that myself, but one of you gentlemen beat me to the punch. Well, there's no squawk from me because I believe in good, clean sportsmanship. Like the big book says, the race is to the first guy. So I'm offering ten G's to the mob that turns over Esmerelda to me. Remember, I don't stand to make a dime. I'm no middle man in this deal. I just got a personal reason for wantin' that dame." He pauses for breath and little cliques about the table look at each other. Each expects the other to stand up and acknowledge the snatch. But no one rises. So Eddie looks over to Warren Hymer angrily. The reward was Hymer's idea. "I guess you guys think ten G's is confetti," Brophy goes on, getting all steamed up. "I'll raise it to twenty an' I'm beggin' the gent to come up and take a bow." But still nothing happens. "I thought you said this was a good idea?" Brophy whirls angrily on Warren. "I thought so, too, Chief," Hymer agrees. "Why don't you open that clam face of yours and let out some light?" Brophy yells furiously. This is no time of day for me to be getting mixed up in gangsters' brawls, what with dinner practically on the Arlens' table, so I drop over to the next stage where Edmund Lowe and Pinky Tomlin are in the middle of a scene from "King Solomon of Broadway." The set is a bathroom—very elaborate, all in black marble with indirect lighting. Ed Pawley, a gangster just out of stir, is in the tub with a big cigar in his mouth. "You caught me with my accounts a little balled up, Larson," Lowe begins. Lowe has been doing a little chiseling while Pawley was away. "I ain't asked you for any statement, have I?" Pawley interrupts, scrubbing his shoulders and chest vigorously as he clouds up the room with cigar smoke. "No," Lowe admits, busy getting into his clothes, fastening his shirt studs, etc. "You've been swell that way." "If you'd of been the wrong guy 1 wouldn't of gone in with you in the first place," Pawley tells him. "Suppose I turned out to be a wrong guy?" Lowe wonders. "What usually happens to a doublecrosser?" Pawley comes back. "Hand me a towel, will you?" Just then, Pinky Tomlin pokes a cautious head through the doorway. "She's out here," he tells Lowe. "Excuse me a second, Larson," Lowe begs as he vanishes. 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