After all, there's a major reason why screenplay deities like Syd Field point a firm finger back in time when their students clamor for inspiration. After all, you don't know the value of the ammunition in your clip until you're spitting blanks. Mayo's contract was under the umbrella of the monolithic RKO Pictures label, and had come down to the wire in 1946. A Hungarian import who'd worked Yiddish vaudeville since he could form words, Muni was frequently hailed as a national treasure during the heyday of his career. By '46, Muni was leaning heavily into a retirement kick.
Screen goes blue, story's run.
Not at all. It's a performance for the ages, and one of the rare instances where every snippet of dialogue is priceless. Since time in memorium. The way you talk, you musta had a good education. A most liberal one.