Word: brenda
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...whole production-including Horace Armistead's sets and Robert Lewis' staging-has been done with style. Though an effective Regina in her first serious Broadway role, Jane Pickens, with perhaps the least vocal right, leaves the most determinedly operatic impression. More memorable are Brenda Lewis' overall performance as the pathetic Birdie and Newcomer Russell Nype's comic charm as the loathsome...
...debut at the Colonial, however, "Regina" is not receiving the production it deserves. Costumes, set, and potential singing and acting talent are lavisbly present. Jane Fickens has a good voice and enough unpleasantness for the mean role of Regina, and Brenda Lewis has singing ability and desperation for the unhappy Birdic. The other players seem quite adequate. But Robert Lewis' direction is seriously incpt and gross. Birdie begins too many of her songs lovingly stroking the back of a satin chair. The frollicking little Negro boy is nothing but trite, and Regina's daughter, Alexandra, is far more...
Recently Citizen Mickey decided it was time people knew about the corruption in their police force. Two vice-squad officers, he declared righteously, had tried to shake him down for $20,000; furthermore, one of the guys had been protecting Brenda Allen's plush call-house (TIME, July 11) and Mickey knew where he could get wire recordings to prove it. Brenda went to jail largely on the say-so of another vice-squad sergeant and a handsome policewoman named Audre Davis. Then Policewoman Audre accused her friend the vice sergeant of being a burglar...
...Brenda was outraged. It wasn't going to jail that bothered her so much as being double-crossed. She promised the raiders that she was going to get even in a big way. Chief Horrall wasn't worried: "Los Angeles is the cleanest city in California...
...months ago, however, a county grand jury got wind of the Stoker recordings. The whole story burst across every front page in town. Triumphantly released from jail for a grand jury appearance, Brenda swept in, neat and businesslike in a tailored suit and dark glasses, began to tell all. $50 per Girl. She minced no words. Ever since she had moved into the upper brackets of her profession, she said, she had been paying $50 a week to her old friend Sergeant Jackson for every girl in her employ. And, she added with a vengeful slap at her persecutor...