Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1933-07-10

Miss Kelton is dizzy young lady,
who slouches around in informal Green
wich Village manner. Blessed with
BoWery smile, and Tenth avenue cos
tunes, she walks here and there IN
Bed of Roses with tough-and-rough
grade that puts sister Bennett some
what in the shade. Try as she will the
latter cannot grab a scene when Miss
Kelton heaves into sight. While she
may ogle Mr.. McCrea, and eat cat
fish with him with tremendous effect,
she becomes secondary figure as soon
as Miss Kelton utterS a word.
This suddenly refreshing cinema soul
joins the ranks Of other unglorlfled
"stars" who are doing their stuff these
days without benefit of a crown. Wit
ness the always amusing bits provided
by Frank McHugh (this week playing
in Hold Me Tight" at Loew's Fox.
Witness the unhandsome Aline Mac
Mahon. who last week did her best to
put some life into the lifeless Barthel-
mess saga, Heroes For Sale" Take
Edward Arnold, for instance. who makes
the early stages of Jennie Gerhardt'
SO much the more interesting. Take
also Zasu Pitts, who has never yet
lifted her left hand without getting
laugh, or the newly discovered Dorothy
Burgess, who so far has not uttered
single word that hasn't hit the bulls
. eye.
These lesser lights, these often-ne-
elected actors. those whose contracts
are so rugged that they never can quite
hit the star class need. nevertheless,
more than they get. They put the fire
and thunder into the in-between mo-
ments. And they often yank these
moments way past the stellar hours.
Personally. we would rather hear Mr..
Mahon wax sarcastic, or watch Miss
Kelton's latest Mae West SLOUGH than
all the Bennett wiles on the market.
That is not meant as a crack at the
marouise. It is only that We prefer
the less orchidaceouS Bed of Roses
type.
A LAST an adagiO team!
After waiting weeks and weeks,
we have once more the running and
jumping female, who drops out of the
skies into the laps of strong-armed
men, and who doesn't seem to mind
being strung between the devil and the
deep blue sea This weeks adag.o
team is the best of its kind. You
should by all means see Peggy Taylor
and Gary Leon, assisted by Messrs.
Harrington and Flynn, at Loew's Fox.
After a long, long empty semester, in
which We have had Warblers and
crooners, crooners and dancers. dancers
and funsters we have again those rest
less ladies and gentlemen who say
nothing. but express their all in a
whirlwind series of catch-as- catch-can
manipulationS.
We frankly do not understand these
gyrations. Docs. for instance. the lady
eat? How can she do away with steak
and-onions, only a minute later to find
herself torn in three pieces by three
modestly clad men, who grab her most
anywhere and throw her out into the
wings and then back again? What are
the rules of an adagio team? Does it
diet? Does it sleep? Does it ever have
a minute of repose? How do you begin
hugely interesting game. Miss Taylor
and Mr.. Leon have mastered the busi-
ness to T. When Miss Taylor goes
boom in the air you wonder if she Will
ever come down again. When she IS
twisted and tortured by multiple-muscle
cohorts you wonder just what Will be
left of her. It's all very exciting, and
the trickiest of modern inventions. Who
ever would have thought that you could
have fun by treating a lady in this
burly manner?
T OUIS K. SIDNEY, shrewd stage i'm
IL pressario for the Loew Co., who
is responsible for bringing the splendid
Teatro del Piccoli to the Fox this Fri
day, has arranged other events for this
theater which seem promising. Among
the radio, stage and other celebrities
coming soon to this theater are Burns
s. Allen Git is reported that Oracle ex-
poets to find her missing brother in
Washington; sherlock Holmes the