Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 17 August 1936 — Page 8

"can film public.

Hays Seeks Public's Aid in Campaign

Demand Remains Best Spur for Quality Movies, Bulletin Says.”

BY JOHN W. THOMPSON The names of Will Hays and the Motion Picture Producers and Distributors of America have become almost synonymous with movie cen- © sorship and film “decency” drives, But the definition given movie censorship is still vague and uncertain in the minds of many fans as well as officials connected with the industry. Mr. Hays’ organization today is- * sued a complete statement of its intentions and promises to the AmeriAccording to Mr. * Hays, the M. P. P. D. of A. has emphasized the fact that the public ‘ must support the finest and best in motion pictures as the fundamental principle of so-called censorship

. ever since his affiliation with the

organization. Public Supporti Needed

With public support it wouldn't make any difference what kind of pictures were produced. The task, according to Mr. Hays’ bulletin, is + two-fold; improving the quality of movies, and increasing the public's demand for better pictures. It is true that flim masterpieces of today, such -as “David Copperfield,” “Romeo and Juliet,” “The Story of Louis Pasteur,” “The Informer,” “A Tale of Two Cities,” “Mary of Scotland” and ‘Anthony . Adverse” just couldn't have been popular successes, that is, paying propositions at the box office. five years ago. Somebody has changed the public’s standard of movie appreciation. Mr. Hays’ office claims it was Mr. Hays. Maybe it was. The Motion Picture Producers and Distributors of America organization was incorporated March 10, 1922. Its objective was: “Establishing and maintaining the highest possible moral and artistic standards in motion picture production, by developing the educational as well as the enterfainment value and the general usefulness of the motion picture.”

Upgrade Is Npted

Within five months Mr. Hays reported that there had been an upgrade in the public’s demand for cleaner pictures. Progress of the Hays’ organization was steady, so steady that in 1924, it adopted a definite formula promulgating certain standards for motion picture material, and in the following year, steps were taken to avoid objectionable titles. In 1927, the industry, under the guidance of Mr. Hays, adopted a code setting forth further suggestions and demands for film production. That was during the era of such films as “The Covered Wagon,” “Robin Hood,” “Oliver Twist,” “Thief of Bagdad,” “The Ten Commandments,” “The Big Parade,” “Beau Geste,” “Ben Hur” and “What Price Glory.” Then came sound. New equipment went into every studio. It was a terrific temptation to let down on morals, plug in any kind of material to sell the new product. But the Hays’ boys held fast. They knew they had a good thing, one which - would win out in the end.

Preview Groups Formed

Volunteer preview committees made up of prominent citizens were organized in every city, state clubs were formed for the purpose of telling the public- what it should see. Mr. Hays pulled a neat card out of the deck when he asked the American public to help him raise the standard of pictures. If he had forced the censorship down ' their throats it would have been disastrous. But Mr. Hays is a-tactful, diplomatic gentleman who knows his public. In March, 1930, the tovie industry adoptea its formal Production Code. It was: “1. No picture shall be produced -which will lower the moral standards of those who see it. Hence, the sympathy of the audience shall never be thrown to the side of crime, wrong-doing, evil or sin. “2. Correct standard of life, subject only to the requirements of drama, and entertainment, shall be presented. 3. Law, natural or human, shall not be ridiculed, nor shall sympathy be created for its violation.” ‘There was no way to enforce this code in any strict: manner. While the moral ethics of film men helped some, the proposition was by no means satisfactory to the Hays’ corporation, mainly because it was self-

. Hays the goal he had set out for 12 years before. In June, 1934, he established

bic | me!” she protested, still whisper-.

TED LEWIS’ C

FEDERAL THEATER HAS OUNTERPART

Edward Hild

ing for cuties in

Hunt Is On for Chorus Girl Charm

: Movies Scout Stage, Stage

Scouts Movies for New Material.

HOLLYWOOD, Aug. 17—(NEA) | —Short takes: Distance seems to {

‘lend enchantment even to chorus girls. Paramount is scouting for them in New York. REO is lookEurope. Gaumont-British, however, sent. London scouts to Hollywood.

H And now Broadway has begun raid-

wn for

| terial for the approaching theater

toots his baton

Edward Hild, Local Bandmaster, Quick on Valve With His

Clarinet; Makes Good

Baton, Too, He Says. .

Ted Lewis, whose stage band has become one of the nation’s best

box office pulls, has a counterpart

in Edward Hild, Federal "Theater

orchestra director—they both direct their men with a clarinet.

Mr. Hild, however, has a harde

r job than Mr. Lewis. He has to

direct a pit orchestra, down where it's difficult for his musicians to see him, while Ted gets to stand right out in front of them.

A versatile musician, Mr. Hild plays oboe, bassoon, and saxophone, but the clarinet In his favorite. In fact, he just can't seem to let it alone. When the orchestra strikes up a tune, Mr. Hild auto-

matically strikes up his clarinet.|

He swings it from side to side, waves it up and down, gyrates it to all angles to get certain effects from his men. Mr. Hild comes from a musical family—his father was a wellknown Cincinnati bandmaster, and young Mr. Hild studied reed instruments at the Boston: Conservatory of Music. Later he graduated from Ohio State University, where

he was a starring player in the band. When the World War came along, Mr. Hild served as leader of the 68th Infantry band. Following his discharge, Hild became clarinet soloist with John C. Weber's “Prize Band of America.” Later he played oboe.in John Phillip Sousa’s organization,.-and also in Patrick Conway’s- ‘band. - His professional career embraces two European tours as a member of Thaviu’s Russian Symphony orchestra and a tour of American vaudeville circuits with Al Sweet's White Hussar band.

-Daily Sh

AREN inserted a key in the door of her apartment, only to find it unlocked. Why, how careless of her! She must have left the latch off when she went away yesterday. She was tired but happy. After two years of struggle, she had been given a small part in a Broadway musical show. She stepped into the little one-room apartment, then stopped:short, with a gasp. Reclining in her most comfortable chair was a young man in a tuxedo —sound asleep. She placed her parcels on the table and approached him. His eyelids fluttered open, and he stared at her. - Then a frown wrinkled his forehead, and he struggled to his feet. “Either I've made a mistake or you have,” he said. He looked about the room in bewilderment. “Ah, I'm the one in error.” “Just what does this mean?” said Karen {frigidly. “That L must have been dumped | y into your apartment by mistake.” “Dumped?” “Yes—helped, you know. Some friends of mine celebrated, or rather, helped me celebrate. You see, I'm: to be married and—Lord! What time is it, and what day?” “Wednesday, and it's 5 p. m,, and you need a shave.” “Oh, I say! I was supposed fo be married at 10 this morning!” He dropped back into the chair in dismay. Suddenly, Karen gave a little gasp. “Youre—youre Peter Van Astor!” she exclaimed. He nodded gloomily. “Do you know that you've disappeared?” she cried. She took a newspaper from among the parcels on the table and, opening it out, displayed it for his inspection. Blazed across the front page was the news that Peter Van Astor, failing to show up for his wedding: that morning, was nowhere to be found.

= ” » UST then, the door bell rang. “Oh!” whispered Karen. “What'll we do? No one must find wou here in my apartment. What would people think?” “I'll tell them the truth,” said Peter. “But think of the scandal for

ing. “All the papers would say

KEITH'SL= FEDERAL PLAYERS In “ONE NIGHT AT BRENDA'S”

SCANDAL

BY JOHN P. O'BRIEN

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ort Story

that you spent the night in my apartment I'm an unknown dancer, |= and a scandal would probably ruin my career just now. Youre the rich Peter Van Astor. People would think the worst.”

Peter looked at her uncertainly. The doorbell rang again. Karen crossed to the door. “Just a minute!” she called. “Give me 2 chance to slip some. clothes on.’ oo Peter started. “Gosh, that was the wrong thing to say!” “I'm so nervous, I can't think clearly,” she told him. “I know! Here—crawl under the day bed.” “But I don’t want to hide under the bed,” he objected. . “You must!” she insisted. “It may be a newspaper man, or the police. I'll get rid of whoever it is. Then you can sneak out.” “Well, all right,” he agreed hcsitantly. “I don’t think it’s the right thing to do but, to save your name, I'll crawl under.” Without further argument, slipped Hnder the bed. 3 AREN dos the covering so that no sign of Peter could be seen. Then, removing: her hat

he

opéned the door. A young man confronted her. ““You—you—" he said, in an-em-barrassed manner. “I want—would

“Come in, but why—" “You have apartment 364, » he interrupted. “I think you saw. that on the door. ”» “Right! And directly above yours is apartment 464.” “Yes,” she said, with a mocking smile. “But what has that to do with your wanting to see me?”

ment 464, disappeared last night.” Karen let her eyes stray quickly to the couch, then back to the reporter. “Oh!” ‘she murmured. “He was seen entering this building after a party last Bight, but was not in his apartment this morning.” © “Oh!” Once more, Karen's eyes strayed hervously toward the couch. “But I still don’t see how I come in on it. You see, I'm a dancer at the Grand—" “Well, young Van Astor had had ‘plenty to to" drink at the party last

and coat, she ruffled her hair, and >

like—to talk to you. I'm a reporter.

“Peter Van Astor, who has apart-|

season. : Mack Millar flew to. ywood to recruit an entire new chorus for ‘New York's Hollywood Restaurant. One of the eye-fillers he approached at a table at the Trocadero the

other night seemed flattered, but

said no, thanks, she had a job. ‘ It was Betty Furness! #® ” # Jean Harlow, according to the opinions of almost everyone but herself, was miscast in “Suzy,” wasted on a quiet, tearful’ dramatic role. And now that she’s back in ‘a typical Harlow part in “Libeled Lady,” which should please her fans, she’s unhappy. Martha “Raye, the mugging comedienne, has everybody at Paramount in stitches, so they've sewed her up for a part in every possible picture. First was “Rhythm on the Range”; currently she’s in “The Big Broadcast,” and next she has five straight assignments--the longest planned schedule for any -performer in Holywood, ” » ; Another new star: Billy Mauch, whose portrayal “of Anthony Ad-

"| verse as a boy set the studio to

writing a contract. He has a twin bother; Bobby, and theyll be cast together in “The. Prince and the Pauper.”

Then Billy will have the lead in

a revival of “Penrod and Sam.” He ought to like the Tarkington piece; it will give him a chance to have a regular kid haircut. 2 ” »

Cecil B. DeMille likes a clay

-pipe better than a briar. When he

drops a clay pipe, he doesn’t have to pick it up. ” ” » ‘Robert Taylor, who was counting his nickels not so long-ago, has given Barbara Stanwyck a little token of rubies and diamonds. Seen: Mary Pickford and Buddy Rogers, motoring, and maybe

talking over the coincidence ‘that |

will take both of them to Europe at about the same time... . Dixie Dunbar in bangs . Sonja Heinie, made up at the studio with putty elongating her snub little nose. Heard: Virile old Francis X. ‘Bushman saying that he-stars are

getting ‘soft these days, ‘what with |

stand-ins, valets, ‘stooges, and ‘secretaries. Bushman starred in more pictures than any other actor, living or dead, but he never had a stand-in.

night, and there was a chance,” said. the reporter slowly, “of his having" staggered in here by mistake.’ Karen stiffened, “You are insulting!” she said coldly. “But you weren't here,” he answered. “The switchboard operator told me you were away for the night,” Once more, her eyes strayed

to the couch.

“Say!” the reporter said suddenly. “What so interesting about that couch?” Nervously, Karen crossed to the day bed and stood in front.of it. “Nothing,” she said, with a forced little laugh. “Nice cover on it, isn’t it? I made it myself. Even though I'm a struggling dancer, I can do other things—I just got a contract with Bernsky for a small part in his new revue. I can cook, embroider, sew—I learned all these things from my grandmother on a farm in Tennessee, and—" © “Say!” interrupted the reporter. “What’s the matter with you? You act awfully funny!” 2 = = E crossed to the couch and, with a quick’ movement, threw up the cover;ng. “Well!” he shouted. Peter Van Astor poked his head out. “Oh, I say!” he flushed’ embarrassment. I'm not—"

murmured in “You know

“What a break!” howled the re- |-

‘porter. “What a scoop!” He dashed for the door. “Hey! Don’t forget what I told you about myself!” Karen called after him. “I won't!” he answered. “ThisTl give you enough publicity to make a star outta you!” He slammed the door behind him. Peter crawled out and faced Karen. “L-Look here,” he stammered. “You've put your foot in it! Now Jane’ll call off the wedding!” “That's all right,” said Karen, . “Come over io the

consolingly. Grand and see me dance some time.

I'll probably be starred as the girl who made the wealthy Peter Van Astor crawl under a day Bed!”

THE END (Copyright, 1936. Gicste. oe Feature arn

{THe characters in x this s story are fictious.)

INDIANA A STATE FAIR |

has

show-gal ma-.

group planning te spirit’ Melly away a hold her for ransom. 8 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY

CHAPTER FOUR.

HE newspaper front pages were filled with details of a bank robbery. Molly read them, but; despite the headlines, she was sure it was going to be a dreadfully duil day. ; The leaves of her date book were filled with minute recordings, very | minute recordings in order to cram in all the special events—luncheons,

teas, tea ~dances, cocktail parties, large evening functions, even break-

fasts that hostesses were giving for one debutante or another. “Why a breakfast?” Brent had inquired once. “You can have breakfast at home—in bed.” “You can have luncheon and dinner at home, too, and in bed if you're sick or lazy.” Molly's tone held feminine scorn for masculine reasoning. “Unless,” she continued, “you’re aint entertaining in general I'd say your argument is full of holes.”

“Might be a good idea, at that,” |

Brent had answered. “All that entertaining does for you is to breed a habit for excitement.” A habit for excitement. That must be true. ing. a cruise or hurrying away to some resort to escape the seasonal social slump. “And:even: 1,” Moily thought with characteristic honesty, “wake up wanting something "to happen these days. does.” Something did happen! ” 8 =n ORED ‘ with herself, = Molly " yawned over the newspaper with its headlines about the bank robbery. She answered a telephone summons indifferently. Then her pulses leaped af the sound of a deep, strange voice. Almost strange, for there was something familiar about that voice. It was not casual like Wicks. Not cool and composed like Donald's, or silly and cheerful like Hubert’s. It lacked Brent's teasing superiority. This voice was low and reserved and— yes, she was certain of this—a little unsure of itself. Her interesting stranger. ‘He said, “Hello, Molly Milford.” af “Hello, Sam Smith.” “That isn’t’ my real name. It's Nelson—Whittaker. My friends call me Nelson. Won't you?” There had been a slight pause between the first and last names, which Molly scarcely noticed.’ : i*Am-1 a friend?” Molly asked, glad the blue-eyed stranger could not - see the rush’ of color to her: face. “I hope so, Molly.” “Nelson is a nice name. Not hard to say.” “You're not angry because 1 called?” “No. Why should I be?” There was a moment of silence. Then, bored.” ¢ “I am. Terribly.” “So am I. 1 was wondering if you'd have. dinner with me. But I suppose that’s impossible.” . “Not impossible.” Molly spoke’ in a firm tone. “You mean you'll try some Fr ench cooking?” “Yes.” The word fluttered in her throat. Brent would be furious, but what right had he to- dictate to her? “I'll come out about 6. Or would you rather meet me some place downtown?”

WHERE, WHAT, WHEN

APOLLO

“To Mary With Love,” starrin Myrna Loy and Warner Baxter, a 11:30, 1:30, 3:30, 5:30. 7:30 and 9:30.

CIRCLE

“Yours _ for the Asking” with .. George Raft and Dolores Costello Pan ymore. at] 12 2:35, 5:10, 7:45, and

0: hree Cheers for Love” with Eieatore. piney, at 11, 1:36, 4:10, 6:45, and 9

rl “Piccadilly. Jim" ; 102050 Tas and, Ma

Legong. al ail:native cast, at.

3:35. Kerns

“One Night at Brenda's,” an or nal play by Miss Tiernan, of t Indianapolis Star, enacted he al Players cast, uider yarection of Charles Berkell. LYRIC Vaudeville on stage at 1, 3:52, and 9:36. “The Case of the eiter Saws” with Ware illiam and Claire Dod on at 11:37, 2:29, 5:21. 8:17 and 10:36,

ALAMO Avenging Waters With Ken May.

Dorado’ with Warner Baxter.

AMBASSADOR h Donovan” with Jack Hot: tthew:

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with

. Ex-Mrs. Pradiord with wilThe x; Gan, Art

1 and Ji a Coun try Beyond" wing

Everybody was tak-

Only it never |

“I thought you might be |,

? crepe with the white patent belt

and a cluster of patent-leather flowers at the neckline, A small white hat and a white coat with

. 3 the. white fox collar.

‘chauffeur would drop her at n-Marx’s, around a quarter to

Li 16. She didn’t want even the chauf- ~ {eur to know of this engagement.

“Why the excess energy?” Donna ‘asked, finding Molly attacking her soft shining hair with a vigorous

brush. “Oh, Just’ ‘something to do,” Molly admitted, smiling. “I'm fed up with sitting around wasting time.” : “What's become of the

Hubert bores

“What “about Brent?” Donna asked, surveying Molly with amused

eyes. “Brent bores me more than’ any of them,” Molly spoke vigorously. “Brent is .the original cave man. All he’d need would be an excuse to drag a woman about by her ear. Anyway, I've & new man on my mind. He's handsome and stimulating. ” “I can’t quite believe you've toppled for a new man,” Donna drawled. : “Not toppled. Just leaning over a little, like the Tower of Pisa.” Molly put down the brush, sat on & stool mear Donna and looked up at her out of “lovely, candid eyes. She said . slowly, “You wouldn’t understand, because you've always been conventional. When I'm married Tl settle ‘down and be a model wife, too. But since I'm not, I'm going out and have dinner with a man I ran across last: week at’ The ‘Red Poppy!” Sl 2 8 = “WN AOLLY!” Donna's voice was startled. “What could Brent have been thinking of to take you there?” : “It was Wick.” ‘ : “poor Wick. You must have given him the devil of a time. He surely believes self-preservation is the first law. Honestly, you. aren't serious about going out with this— this . Bohemian?” “He isn’t a Bohemian.” Molly spoke slowly. ‘“He’s much more attractive. Donna, haven't you ever known the time when you were sO eager for something different-that you'd have gohe out ‘with”—her eyes fell on the headlines of the paper—“a bank robber, it he'd asked you?” “Mercy, no!” prettily., “I can’t say I have ever felt that low.. What queer.ideas you

of fact, you don’t know -anything about this new man. He might be

-anything.”

“I suspect. he's an iconoclast, ” Molly smiled a liftle. “1 seem to have heard the- word,” Donna replied vaguely. “Peaple who pull down things.” “pull down inherited ideas such as caste, conceived to protect the privileges of the few,” Molly supplied helpfully. “Goodness, what would. your father say if he knew you were going out with a. man like that?” :

” » »

T was 20 minutes to 6 when Molly stepped from her car and .dis-

| sea of traffic. It occurred to: her, as she stood there, that it might

by Davis, telling Donna. where. she was going to dine. But that was a silly thought. Frenchy's might be a name Nelson Whittaker had given the restaurant

Frenchman who ran it. The real name of the place might be something quite different. She turned and® started toward the side entrance of Wilson-Marx’s, but before she reached the wide, swinging glass doors she stopped abruptly. A girl was standing there. A girl who was as much like Molly as her own reflection in a mirror. Molly walked closer. “It’s not

isn’t it?” The other girl smiled a little cynically. “Yes,” she replied. “I've often seen your picture in the paper. Once I cut it out and asked a boy friend if we weren't. is alike:

alike.. Not that it made any differ ence. You can't do much. yourself without clothes. I my hair cut like yours, but I not really look like you do—" “Clothes,” © Molly said slowly, “make a. difference.” Her was bewildered. This was one ie the things that couldn’ happen. yet it had.

= x = ALKING with this girl with the almost

: hemes ;

Donna shuddered -

have sometimes, Molly. As a matter |

missed the chauffeur. She stood for | a moment, watching the long, shin-|<% ing car gradually lose itself in the|

have been wiser to send :a message |

because of that. broken-down old | -

believable,” she said, “but it’s true, r

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‘different, too. 0. Because unless ter rible and cruel things had happened to you, your voice could never sound so cold, So hopeless, as this girl's did.

The same shade of hajr, the same eyes, the same contour of face. | They were about the same size, too. A difference of two or threes pounds, at the most. “Well,” Molly said guess I've met my double. say every one has one.” “So what?” the other asked sarcastically. “We're a million miles apart in these clothes, aren't we?” | Moved by a sudden impulse, half compassion and some other feeling she didn’t stop to analyze, Molly said: “I'd like to .change clothes with you, Td as soon be wearing yours as mine.” “Oh yeah ” “Please believe me. I'm.in earnest.” I want to change with you.” The girl's laugh. rang harshly. “Tell that to some.one who hasn't cut her wisdom teeth yet. Besidés,’ she added, “I won't need clothes much where I'm going.” “You're going away?” “Yes.” “Then please -take these with you—isn't. there some place where we could change? We must hurry bees! ase I'm meeting a friend here a ” “You haven't much time,” the other girl replied. “All right. Anything to oblige. If you're planning to give the boy friend the shock of his life, I'll accommodate you. . It will be a kind of shock to some friends of mine, too. I guess we can _make. it before the store closes. "With everybody putting away stock, the rest room will: be empty.”

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FEW minutes later =~ Molly stared at herself. Yes, clothes made all the difference. , In the cheap, bright green crepe and the cheap hat with a green feather at the side she looked exactly as the other girl had: a\moment before. The shoes were a trifle loose, but not enough to matter.greatly. The other girl opened her purse and took out a. handkerchief and a small package, then handed her purse to Molly. She was smiling queerly. : “Empty,” Molly decided. Her own purse was filled with bills. She took one bill out. “There's about $50 or $60 in bills in this purse,” she told the girl. “Please keep them. And look me up soon. I'm sure there's something I could do to help you. We're not miles apart—two girls cut from the same pattern—" “I'm afraid it's too late—now, ” the other said sadly. “I'm going away. But it’s nice to know there are some kind people—even now.” Something - in her expression caught at Molly's heart. “I don’t | know your name,” she cried. ~ “It’s on an envelope purse,” thie girl told her. At the side entrance of the store, Molly saw Nelson Whitaker, anxiously scanning the faces of the crowd. He looked into her face for:a moment blankly. Then, as Molly smiled, ‘recognition leaped to his eyes. (To Be Continued)

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Trains New Pet

Paul Muni, on “The Good Earth” location, trained Lo, a water buffalo, to follow him like a dog. He did it by feeding the Chinese animal carrots.

in the |

Symphony's City Office Open Today

State Membership Drive

to Be Outlined by Sept. 25.

- Headquarters for the. Indiana State Symphony Society, sponsors of the Indianapolis Symphony Orchestra, were opened today at 120 E, Ohio-st, ‘for pre-campaign work on the 1936-37 ticket drive. ~_ Ferdinand Schaefer, orchestra founder and conductor, is to return Sept. 1 to start rehearsals on what is planned to be his most ambitious season. Six concerts instead of the usual five are to be played and four nationally known soloists and twa guest conductors presented on: syme phony programs. Mrs. A. Dickinson Smith is ta ‘head the fall campaign - for symphony members. A volunteer committee of more than 200 workers is to open the season drive following a dinner at the Indianapolis Athletic Club Sept. 25. William H. Ball, Muncie, symphony society president, is to preside at the dinner meeting. Following the dinner the orchestra will present a half-hour broadcast, arrangemenis for which are being made with one of the local radio stations. The drive is to last one week, ace cording. to officials. The week is ta be known as “Symphony Week” with various organizations lending ‘aid and efforts on behalf of the or« chestra. With the probable inclusion in the city budget of a larger sum fom free public concerts by the orches= tra next summer, as well as an ex« panded membership program series, the orchestra’s activities will be much more varied than last year, ac=

| cording to Mr, Schaefer.

Australia to Use Hollywood Players

By United Press . SIDNEY, Aug. 17. — American movie stars are soon to have an entirely new field and. world for the exploitation of their genius. Stuart Doyle, Australian motion picture. director, is to visit Hollywood this summer to pick several complete casts for Australian proBH which are to be turned out ere

Life Story

The life story of Grace Moore, “Life Has Been Exciting” starts in The Times today on Page’ 1. Miss Moore's new picture, “Interlude” which has been written for her by Robert Riskin,. is ready for the éam- . eras, it; was announced today by Columbia studios.

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