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...wield pen and T square turning out drawings for scale models of most U.S. military and commercial airplanes in the air today, as well as many a foreign model. Comet has 6,000 dealers, 20 full-time salesmen, a branch and salesroom in Manhattan. Its models, ranging from the Dawn Patrol Fleet (retail price: five for 5?) to the Comet Clipper ($6.50, less motor), are sold all over the world...
...Each Dawn I Die (Warner Bros.-First National) winks at the Hays Code, which frowns on teaching cinemaddicts how to commit crimes, by illustrating a practically foolproof way to commit one. When Frank Ross (James Cagney), a fresh reporter, presses too close to the racketeers running his home town, the boys slug him, douse him with whiskey, prop him behind the steering wheel of a car and head it toward a crowded intersection. The result starts Jimmy off on a long term for manslaughter and gives Fellow Prisoner Hood Stacey (George Raft) his opportunity to meet "the first really square...
...addition to its crackling screen play (by Norman Reilly Raine and Warren Duff from Jerome Odium's novel), its sharp camera eye (Warners' Director William Keighley), Each Dawn I Die is made memorable by the easy mastery of its two principals. Cinemactors Cagney and Raft, the screen's two deadliest Ruffie MacTuffies, have been friends ever since they began their careers as vaudeville hoofers in Manhattan in the 205. Cagney was responsible for one of Raft's earliest cinema parts, a dancing bit in Cagney's Taxi. Their appropriate reunion, also celebrating their return...
...hours at a stretch before tooling off in his Wolseley to his Kingston-on-Thames home, nine miles from London (he is married, has a girl, 7, a boy, 9, who wants to be a flier). Most of his philippics he rasped into a dictaphone at crack of dawn before shaving and bathing. But last week Charles Grey Grey's dictaphone was muted. If he was for once muffled, however, he was far from subdued. Asked by newsmen if he would work with the Government, die-hard Editor Grey snorted: "Not with this government...
Across the East River at the World's Fair a group of youthful and Metropolitan Occidentals, members of the Young American Artist's Association, were also showing their wares. The 75 drawings and paintings flapped against the barnlike outside walls of the Contemporary Arts Building from dawn to dusk last week. If they lacked the fervor of war psychology, there was plenty of emphasis upon sociology in the pictures of tenements and subways they lived among...