Last Sunday, we featured two reviews of the opening night of Jack Benny’s appearance in Vancouver in 1954. Before we leave Vancouver, let’s pass along one unusual newspaper interview given prior to the show. It’s from July 6, 1954.
The writer interpolates Benny’s violin practice as they talk about how the city looked when Benny first appeared there in vaudeville in the early ‘20s. A number of the places he frequented were gone; indeed, the very venue where he played was torn down before 1960.
One error in the story—Mary Livingstone was not born in Vancouver but spent many of her girl years there. Her house on Nelson Street is long gone, too. The same paper, by the way, had a short profile of Mary’s brother Hilliard Marks, who also grew up in Vancouver. I don’t believe Jack ever made the children’s record he talked about, but I wish he had.
'LOVE IN BLOOM'
‘Plink, Plunk’ Benny Plays, Reminiscing of Old Days
By DON STAINSBY
Sun Staff Reporter
Did you every [sic] try to talk sense to somebody while he played the violin (not too well) and dreamed of years—yes, years—before you were born?
Less than half an hour after perennial funnyman Jack Benny hit town Monday night he was in his shirt sleeves fiddling "Love In Bloom."
Plink, plunk, plink, Benny fiddled.
"The old Orpheum Theatre," he mused. "I remember playing in the old Orpheum before the First World War."
Plunk, plunk. Plank.
"Sure would like to see it. Man, what I wouldn't give to see the inside of the old Orpheum once more." Plunk.
"What's it called now? What's that you said? The International Cinema!"
Pliiink!
"And that little cafe next door.”
Plunk.
"You know, the one with the long counter down one side and the booths with the curtains on them and all...."
"That's right—Love's. Used to eat there every night after the show. What times those were—I was just 39."
Plunkplunkplunk. Screek.
"Don't laugh. I'm going to have a birthday next year. Make a big thing of it. After all, a man needs a change of scene."
Actually it was a jolly Jack Benny breezed into town. He hardly chiselled anyone as he yak-yukked through the railway station.
He even gave something away— his autograph. Just one, though. That was all he was asked for.
"Ah, popularity," he sighed.
Benny was accompanied by Sammy Davis jr., who is featured in his show along with Giselle Mackenzie, Canadian-born singing star who arrived by car and then had a mild spot of trouble before finding a hotel that would let her two pet long-haired daschunds in.
Benny's wife, Vancouver-born Mary Livingstone, is due in Seattle Wednesday and Benny is "sure" she will spend a day or two here.
Benny, a Maxwell fancier from those earlier days, was greeted by a Maxwell in Vancouver, in this case Holly Maxwell of Famous Artists.
"Can't shake that name anywhere," he muttered.
Benny, not noted as a wise-cracker off the stage, just can't resist a gag and the diminutive Davis kept him hanging on to posts and baggage carts as they passed through the station.
They finally decided before getting into their cars that they would loaf through the evening and then golf this afternoon at Gleneagles.
Then it's down to work preparing for the show which opens in the Georgia Auditorium Wednesday.
But in his shirtsleeves at the hotel, the violin was the thing of the moment.
Plunk, he fiddled.
"I'm going to do a children's record with a big-name violinist when I get back home. It's going to be a good one. That's why they're going to have the other violinist."
Plink, plink.
"I remember, there was another theatre played in, the Empress I think it was." Plink. "It's a supermarket now?" Plunk.
"Say, this auditorium place we're going to play in, it's a big place isn't it? Lots of seats? Lots and lots of room?"
Plink.
"Then you'll he a nice fella, won't you, and tell all these wonderful people in Vancouver to come down on down? There's LOTS of room? For everybody?"
Plink-please-plink.
"You will?"
Plinkety-plinkety-plinkety!
Sunday, 26 May 2019
Saturday, 25 May 2019
Angel Puss Protest
Reviewer “Longfellow” in The Independent of July 8, 1944 wrote of the Warner Bros. cartoon Angel Puss: “It is all good, clean fun and suitable for any class of theatre.”
Someone didn’t think so.
The cartoon’s basic plot is familiar—character one believes he’s killed character two; character two heckles and guilt-trips character one. The difference here is the characters are black, speak in dialect and a few stereotype gags are tossed in. African-American audiences were apparently not impressed.
It would appear the Pittsburgh Courier, a black paper, took the concerns to the Hollywood Screen Cartoon Producers Association. It got a response. A story was published October 7, 1944.
Someone didn’t think so.
The cartoon’s basic plot is familiar—character one believes he’s killed character two; character two heckles and guilt-trips character one. The difference here is the characters are black, speak in dialect and a few stereotype gags are tossed in. African-American audiences were apparently not impressed.
It would appear the Pittsburgh Courier, a black paper, took the concerns to the Hollywood Screen Cartoon Producers Association. It got a response. A story was published October 7, 1944.
Film City Cartoonists Act To Correct Race CaricaturesTo the best of my knowledge, Angel Puss was never re-issued but it was part of the AAP package of Warners cartoons that began appearing on TV in 1956. I don’t recall seeing the short but it’s not terribly memorable. It’s slow and not really funny. Chuck Jones was the director. He revisited the head-game-playing idea later with Hubie and Bertie (who are actually funny). The one-shot characters in this one were rightfully consigned to cartoon unemployment.
By HERMAN HILL
HOLLYWOOD—The Hollywood Screen Cartoon Producers' association, headed by Walter Lantz of Universal studios, assured The Pittsburgh Courier that they planned to seriously consider at an executive meeting to be held this week, the subject of harmful caricatures of minority races of American citizens. Previously, Mr. Lantz had requested from the publication's Pacific Coast bureau, a specific letter in which he asked that such protests concerning the Negro be contained therein and a suggested plan of correction be outlined.
Listed among members of the association are Universal, Walt Disney Productions, MGM, Paramount, Warner Brothers, Twentieth Century Fox, RKO, and Columbia. Lantz also expressed himself as being personally opposed to any alleged derogatory treatment and he promised to use his good offices for co-operation in the future.
"ANGEL PUSS VS. AMERICANS ALL"
Basis for the spontaneous protest by the long and patient suffering Negro theatre-going public were the many forthright expressions of condemnation made regarding Warner Brothers animated cartoon, "Angel Puss."
Almost in direct irony was the picture's showing in Los Angeles, in that it was sandwiched between the main feature and March of Time's "Americans All." which theme is directly aimed at the lessening of racisms.
It has since been learned that the Warner Brothers had ordered the somewhat considered controversial "Americans All" to be shown in each of their theatres throughout the country as a contributory effort towards breaking down the evils of race prejudice.
MARCH OF TIME NOT RESPONSIBLE
In a further effort to throw light on the subject of caricatures, March of Time offices here were contacted.
A spokesman stated they had nothing to do with the placing of their film on the same program as "Angel Puss" or any other such picture.
It was admitted, however, that in consideration of the type of cartoon, poor taste was shown in the matter.
OWI NOTIFIED BY UNION
M. C. Pomerace [Bill Pomerance], executive of the Screen Cartoonist Guild, AFL, expressed his approval of The Courier's stand and told the writer that in the past, certain of the membership or the local had expressed distinct dissatisfaction with the type of racial caricature material used in the making of animated film cartoons. At one time, he stated, the matter was brought to the attention of the Office of War Information for correction.
When the subject was bruited to Edward Steltzter [sic], who heads Warner Brothers cartoon department, he stated "Angel Puss" had been obtained when the company had purchased the Schleszinger [sic] interests.
Labels:
Chuck Jones,
Warner Bros.
Friday, 24 May 2019
It''s Not a Bucket of Water
A little flame lights George’s butt on fire. “Bucket of water!” he cries to Junior. There are two buckets. You can guess which one he’s going to grab.





Then we get white and red coloured cards interlaced between drawings to show the flash of light.
This is from Red Hot Rangers, a 1947 Tex Avery effort. I’m not a fan of George and Junior, though I like the cute little flame and Johnny Johnsen’s establishing background in this cartoon.
The animators are Walt Clinton, Ed Love, Preston Blair and Ray Abrams. The story man is Heck Allen.






Then we get white and red coloured cards interlaced between drawings to show the flash of light.
This is from Red Hot Rangers, a 1947 Tex Avery effort. I’m not a fan of George and Junior, though I like the cute little flame and Johnny Johnsen’s establishing background in this cartoon.
The animators are Walt Clinton, Ed Love, Preston Blair and Ray Abrams. The story man is Heck Allen.
Thursday, 23 May 2019
You've Lost a Little Weight
Consistency? In a Van Beuren cartoon? Who needs it!
Check out these two frames from Gypped in Egypt (1930). Don Dog is almost two different characters.

I still like this cartoon. I get the impression the Van Beuren staff invented the story while drunk.
Check out these two frames from Gypped in Egypt (1930). Don Dog is almost two different characters.


I still like this cartoon. I get the impression the Van Beuren staff invented the story while drunk.
Labels:
Van Beuren
Wednesday, 22 May 2019
What Would You Call Sour Cream?
Network radio wanted new talent, and they got it in Bob and Ray.
The two first appeared on NBC on July 2, 1951 from 5:45 to 6 p.m. Pretty soon, they were all over the schedule and then put on television as well. To me, radio was their forte; it’s more fun picturing what they’re doing on the air than seeing a picture of it.
The NBC show was a nice little affair. It included brief musical interludes (as did their half-hour local show in Boston before they were pulled to New York) and they added to their cast of characters (in Boston, it was mainly Mary McGoon and Tex Blaisdell).
Here’s a short piece from Kay Gardella’s radio/TV column in the New York Daily News of September 4, 1951. They were still only on radio at this point.
Team On The Beam. ... Radio's newest disc jockey team, Bob Elliott and Ray Goulding (NBC), are usually embroiled in some campaign or other. One is Mary Goon's [sic] (played by Ray) effort to change the name of "sour cream."
Mary says the appellation alone keeps people from eating the nutritious food, so listeners are asked to submit substitute names.
Bob and Ray have developed 20 character interpretations (all voiced by them) for their satirical routines. Another one is Dr. Hugo Sitlo, eminent psychiatrist. Sitlo comes home from a hard day's work and meets his son, Oedipus, at the door. . . . Oedipus: "Hello, daddy." Hugo: "What did you say?" Oedipus: "I just said hello, daddy." Hugo: "Hmmmm, now what did he mean by that?" . . . And on and on it goes.
This zany pair, like so many famous partners in the entertainment world, were separately making a living in radio until they discovered each other in 1946. In five years. Bob and Ray have cataputed to an enviable post on the nation's largest network--NBC. They are currently heard Mondays i through Fridays from 5:45 to 6 P. M., on Saturday evenings from 9:30 to 10:30 and, as of last Monday, the boys replaced Skitch Henderson on WNBC from 6 A. M. to 8:30 A. M., six days a week.
One would think such a schedule would be too much for two young fellows (Bob is 28 and Ray 29). But speaking to them last week after their morning show, we learned this isn't so. "It's just like going home again," explained Ray. "We did a 2 1/2-hour show in Boston every morning." "A morning show," Bob chimed in, "is less strenuous. It's loose and one doesn't have to worry about time. "Also," he continued, the routines are shorter.
Although the boys seem quite confident that they can keep up this fast pace, we are keeping our fingers crossed. We hope their many radio stints will not affect the high quality of their material.
The two first appeared on NBC on July 2, 1951 from 5:45 to 6 p.m. Pretty soon, they were all over the schedule and then put on television as well. To me, radio was their forte; it’s more fun picturing what they’re doing on the air than seeing a picture of it.
The NBC show was a nice little affair. It included brief musical interludes (as did their half-hour local show in Boston before they were pulled to New York) and they added to their cast of characters (in Boston, it was mainly Mary McGoon and Tex Blaisdell).
Here’s a short piece from Kay Gardella’s radio/TV column in the New York Daily News of September 4, 1951. They were still only on radio at this point.
Team On The Beam. ... Radio's newest disc jockey team, Bob Elliott and Ray Goulding (NBC), are usually embroiled in some campaign or other. One is Mary Goon's [sic] (played by Ray) effort to change the name of "sour cream."
Mary says the appellation alone keeps people from eating the nutritious food, so listeners are asked to submit substitute names.
Bob and Ray have developed 20 character interpretations (all voiced by them) for their satirical routines. Another one is Dr. Hugo Sitlo, eminent psychiatrist. Sitlo comes home from a hard day's work and meets his son, Oedipus, at the door. . . . Oedipus: "Hello, daddy." Hugo: "What did you say?" Oedipus: "I just said hello, daddy." Hugo: "Hmmmm, now what did he mean by that?" . . . And on and on it goes.
This zany pair, like so many famous partners in the entertainment world, were separately making a living in radio until they discovered each other in 1946. In five years. Bob and Ray have cataputed to an enviable post on the nation's largest network--NBC. They are currently heard Mondays i through Fridays from 5:45 to 6 P. M., on Saturday evenings from 9:30 to 10:30 and, as of last Monday, the boys replaced Skitch Henderson on WNBC from 6 A. M. to 8:30 A. M., six days a week.
One would think such a schedule would be too much for two young fellows (Bob is 28 and Ray 29). But speaking to them last week after their morning show, we learned this isn't so. "It's just like going home again," explained Ray. "We did a 2 1/2-hour show in Boston every morning." "A morning show," Bob chimed in, "is less strenuous. It's loose and one doesn't have to worry about time. "Also," he continued, the routines are shorter.
Although the boys seem quite confident that they can keep up this fast pace, we are keeping our fingers crossed. We hope their many radio stints will not affect the high quality of their material.
Labels:
Bob and Ray
Tuesday, 21 May 2019
An Elephant Gun
In Felix Doubles For Darwin (1924), our hero climbs into a hollow log. It turns out to be the trunk of an elephant.
The elephant tries to get him out of his trunk in a cycle of three drawings.


He succeeds but then pulls back the cat, twirls him around then tosses him out of the scene.




This cartoon was on home video—in 1930. You could have bought the reel from Home Film Libraries of New York for $22.50, a pretty steep price in the Depression, I’d say.

The elephant tries to get him out of his trunk in a cycle of three drawings.



He succeeds but then pulls back the cat, twirls him around then tosses him out of the scene.





This cartoon was on home video—in 1930. You could have bought the reel from Home Film Libraries of New York for $22.50, a pretty steep price in the Depression, I’d say.
Labels:
Felix the Cat
Monday, 20 May 2019
Let's Try That Again
Daffy zips into the scene in six drawings after his beak is shot around his head in Rabbit Fire (1951).





They have another go at declaring whether it’s rabbit season or duck season. You know what happens.
Ben Washam, Lloyd Vaughan, Ken Harris and Phil Monroe animated the cartoon with woodsy settings by Phil De Guard.






They have another go at declaring whether it’s rabbit season or duck season. You know what happens.
Ben Washam, Lloyd Vaughan, Ken Harris and Phil Monroe animated the cartoon with woodsy settings by Phil De Guard.
Labels:
Chuck Jones,
Warner Bros.
Sunday, 19 May 2019
He Knows How to Pick 'Em
When Jack Benny arrived in Vancouver in 1954, he did more than perform on stage. He decorated a horse in the 5th race at Lansdowne Park (there were no reports of a tout offering him a tip), visited Shaughnessy Hospital during a garden party with pony rides for the kids (Buck Benny didn’t ride again), met a polar bear at the Stanley Park Zoo (it was not named Carmichael), wrote guest columns for the Sun and Province newspapers, popped by the opening of swim classes at Lumberman’s Arch pool (they were free), hung out with models at a fashion show on the Panorama Roof of the Hotel Vancouver and was officially initiated as a member of the Irish Fusiliers (he did not play “Clancy Lowered the Boom” on his violin).
Somehow, he found time to do some shows.
The funny thing is that Benny fans in Vancouver had some difficulty listening to his radio show. When Lucky Strike took over sponsorship in 1944, Benny was dropped by the CBC because the American cigarette references were too woven into the show to be edited out. Listeners had to pick him up from Seattle. In 1954, that meant tuning in KIRO. The problem was KIRO’s frequency was 710, but local powerhouse CBU was at 690, overpowering the signal from Seattle.
Benny basically fronted a vaudeville show. There were several acts, including the Will Mastin Trio and Gisele MacKenzie. The trio was led by Sammy Davis, Jr.; one Vancouver paper pointed out that three years earlier, they had played a $50 gig in Cloverdale, about 30 miles in farm country from the city. MacKenzie had a Vancouver connection; her brother Georges La Fleche was at the CBC in Vancouver for quite a number of years. He was running the French language side at one time and famously anchored the evening news on English television during a strike in 1989.
Here are reviews of opening night from the two main newspapers. The first is from the Vancouver Province, the second from the Vancouver Sun. I suspect the third daily, the long-departed News-Herald, was there but it is not available on-line.
The Georgia Auditorium has been a patch of grass for many, many years.
Benny's All-Stars Live Up To Name, Result—A Fast, Furious Frolic
By LES WEDMAN
The Jack Benny All-Star Revue has the most appropriate title of any show ever to play Vancouver. It's half over before Benny stroll on stage and the first part (approximately one hour and 20 minutes Wednesday night) was so good that nobody missed the comedian.
Then, when he took over after Intermission (for roughly another hour and five minutes) you wondered how you could have enjoyed the show so much without him. Answer is that Benny's a shrewd genius, not only at his pecularly effective brand of comedy but at showbuilding. The result confounds the grammarian who insists there is no superlative for "best." The Benny revue—as a near sell-out audience of 2000 first-nighters can swear to starts with the best and works unbelievably to bestest.
Those who remember the recent Bob Hope visit (we'd like to forget it) are going to be happily disappointed if they expect the same, tossed salad from Benny. Hope, gave us an evening of practically nothing except Jerry Colonna at a $5 top price before he appeared. Benny gives a night of everything worth every bit of the $1.60 top ticket—and then throws himself in as a bonus.
First act is Nita and Peppi, a couple of frisky youngsters whose acrobatic antics forecast a great future as long as their muscles and nerves hold out. Then comes magician Channing Pollock, a suave fellow whose hand-is-quicker-than-the-eye manipulations fool everyone.
Next is Canadian export Gisele MacKenzie, and what a surprise. This girl not only can sing (no news there) but she's a competent comedienne. Had she done nothing but her devastating impersonation of Marilyn Monroe, she'd have been a hit. As is, she's a sensation.
First-half clincher was the Will Mastin Trio and that wonder of wonders, Sammy Davis Jr.
This boy is fantastic whether he's dancing, impersonating movie stars, singing in the voices of famous personalities or delivering songs in his own voice and style, Sammy is more than slightly terrific.
The Stuart Morgan Dancers—three muscular young men and a supple miss—had the enthusiastic audience on seat edges.
And lastly, Jack Benny, a visual funny man with a perfect sense of timing and an ability to get laughs from a quizzical look, a raised eyebrow or his slow burn expression and even his folded hands and patient helplessness.
Yes, he had his violin with him. He played it with the Beverly Hillbillies in best vaudeville tradition. And he played it with Gisele MacKenzie. He did everything that was expected of him and more.
Mahlon Merrick, skilled musical director, had local musicians rehearsed well and the overture included snatches of every song ever associated with Jack Benny and the cigaret he advertises. This slick commercialism, which was most evident with Gisele MacKenzie's performance, is the only complaint. And it's not really serious.
Another excellent feature of the show is that it starts practically on time and to heck with the latecomers. It will do the same tonight, Friday and twice Saturday at the Auditorium.
Benny's Good and So's His Troupe
Sun Reviewer Finds Comedy Show Most Rounded and Fully Packed
By CLYDE GILMOUR
Sun Entertainment Editor
Jack Benny and his Variety Revue received a well-deserved ovation Wednesday night from a near-capacity audience of 2200 in Vancouver's Georgia Auditorium after two and a half hours of comedy, spectacle and music.
Frankly, it's a honey of a show.
The bland and dapper comedian of radio and television renown proved that he is even funnier "in the flesh" than via any electronic medium.
ASSISTS WERE GOOD
And he did it without the support of his heckling wife, Mary Livingstone; his ever-boyish tenor stooge, Dennis Day; his impertinent valet, Rochester; his multi-chinned announcer, Don Wilson; his primeval Maxwell car, his subterranean treasure-vault, or any of the other amusing props and characters familiarly linked with Jack Benny "on the air."
Instead, the 60-year-old American funnyman surrounded him self with a roster of mainly young and gifted entertainers, topped by the Canadian-born songstress, Gisele MacKenzie, and Sammy Davis Jr., a triple-threat dancer, singer and mimic of phenomenal powers.
Even without Jack Benny, the assisting acts were almost enough to carry the show—which continues tonight and Friday and Saturday evenings, plus a Saturday matinee.
SOLID PROGRAM
No other show-business celebrity in many years has come to Vancouver as the centre of such a solid and balanced program.
More than most of his competitors, he has always openly acknowledged that he is not much of an ad-libber and that he depends heavily on good script-writers for his material. It is plain to see, though, that his artistry excels that of the "human machine-gun" type of wisecrack conveyor belt. There is a grace and urbanity in the Benny style; and some of his biggest laughs are evoked without a word of dialogue.
"I may not be very clever myself," Benny grinned at Wednesday's opener, "but I sure know how to pick 'em, don't I?"
He was referring to the calibre of his colleagues on the show, and his words were well-chosen.
TOO FORCED
Canada's Gisele MacKenzie, now a leading attraction of big-time U.S. television and recordings, began rather depressingly, I thought, with a self-congratulatory act called "Look What Happened to Me." Her impression of a stately opera star's nightclub debut also struck me as being too forced to be hilarious.
But Miss MacKenzie did herself proud a moment later in a wonderfully funny take-off of screen-queen Marilyn Monroe, pouting hippily through a torchy ballad. An accomplished pianist and violinist as well as a pretty girl and a constantly improving comedienne, she has a secure musical technique far beyond the ability of most of her chanteuse rivals. The audience had good reason to give her rapturous reception.
Somehow, he found time to do some shows.
The funny thing is that Benny fans in Vancouver had some difficulty listening to his radio show. When Lucky Strike took over sponsorship in 1944, Benny was dropped by the CBC because the American cigarette references were too woven into the show to be edited out. Listeners had to pick him up from Seattle. In 1954, that meant tuning in KIRO. The problem was KIRO’s frequency was 710, but local powerhouse CBU was at 690, overpowering the signal from Seattle.
Benny basically fronted a vaudeville show. There were several acts, including the Will Mastin Trio and Gisele MacKenzie. The trio was led by Sammy Davis, Jr.; one Vancouver paper pointed out that three years earlier, they had played a $50 gig in Cloverdale, about 30 miles in farm country from the city. MacKenzie had a Vancouver connection; her brother Georges La Fleche was at the CBC in Vancouver for quite a number of years. He was running the French language side at one time and famously anchored the evening news on English television during a strike in 1989.
Here are reviews of opening night from the two main newspapers. The first is from the Vancouver Province, the second from the Vancouver Sun. I suspect the third daily, the long-departed News-Herald, was there but it is not available on-line.
The Georgia Auditorium has been a patch of grass for many, many years.
Benny's All-Stars Live Up To Name, Result—A Fast, Furious Frolic
By LES WEDMAN
The Jack Benny All-Star Revue has the most appropriate title of any show ever to play Vancouver. It's half over before Benny stroll on stage and the first part (approximately one hour and 20 minutes Wednesday night) was so good that nobody missed the comedian.
Then, when he took over after Intermission (for roughly another hour and five minutes) you wondered how you could have enjoyed the show so much without him. Answer is that Benny's a shrewd genius, not only at his pecularly effective brand of comedy but at showbuilding. The result confounds the grammarian who insists there is no superlative for "best." The Benny revue—as a near sell-out audience of 2000 first-nighters can swear to starts with the best and works unbelievably to bestest.
Those who remember the recent Bob Hope visit (we'd like to forget it) are going to be happily disappointed if they expect the same, tossed salad from Benny. Hope, gave us an evening of practically nothing except Jerry Colonna at a $5 top price before he appeared. Benny gives a night of everything worth every bit of the $1.60 top ticket—and then throws himself in as a bonus.
First act is Nita and Peppi, a couple of frisky youngsters whose acrobatic antics forecast a great future as long as their muscles and nerves hold out. Then comes magician Channing Pollock, a suave fellow whose hand-is-quicker-than-the-eye manipulations fool everyone.
Next is Canadian export Gisele MacKenzie, and what a surprise. This girl not only can sing (no news there) but she's a competent comedienne. Had she done nothing but her devastating impersonation of Marilyn Monroe, she'd have been a hit. As is, she's a sensation.
First-half clincher was the Will Mastin Trio and that wonder of wonders, Sammy Davis Jr.
This boy is fantastic whether he's dancing, impersonating movie stars, singing in the voices of famous personalities or delivering songs in his own voice and style, Sammy is more than slightly terrific.
The Stuart Morgan Dancers—three muscular young men and a supple miss—had the enthusiastic audience on seat edges.
And lastly, Jack Benny, a visual funny man with a perfect sense of timing and an ability to get laughs from a quizzical look, a raised eyebrow or his slow burn expression and even his folded hands and patient helplessness.
Yes, he had his violin with him. He played it with the Beverly Hillbillies in best vaudeville tradition. And he played it with Gisele MacKenzie. He did everything that was expected of him and more.
Mahlon Merrick, skilled musical director, had local musicians rehearsed well and the overture included snatches of every song ever associated with Jack Benny and the cigaret he advertises. This slick commercialism, which was most evident with Gisele MacKenzie's performance, is the only complaint. And it's not really serious.
Another excellent feature of the show is that it starts practically on time and to heck with the latecomers. It will do the same tonight, Friday and twice Saturday at the Auditorium.
Benny's Good and So's His Troupe
Sun Reviewer Finds Comedy Show Most Rounded and Fully Packed
By CLYDE GILMOUR
Sun Entertainment Editor
Jack Benny and his Variety Revue received a well-deserved ovation Wednesday night from a near-capacity audience of 2200 in Vancouver's Georgia Auditorium after two and a half hours of comedy, spectacle and music.
Frankly, it's a honey of a show.
The bland and dapper comedian of radio and television renown proved that he is even funnier "in the flesh" than via any electronic medium.
ASSISTS WERE GOOD
And he did it without the support of his heckling wife, Mary Livingstone; his ever-boyish tenor stooge, Dennis Day; his impertinent valet, Rochester; his multi-chinned announcer, Don Wilson; his primeval Maxwell car, his subterranean treasure-vault, or any of the other amusing props and characters familiarly linked with Jack Benny "on the air."
Instead, the 60-year-old American funnyman surrounded him self with a roster of mainly young and gifted entertainers, topped by the Canadian-born songstress, Gisele MacKenzie, and Sammy Davis Jr., a triple-threat dancer, singer and mimic of phenomenal powers.
Even without Jack Benny, the assisting acts were almost enough to carry the show—which continues tonight and Friday and Saturday evenings, plus a Saturday matinee.
SOLID PROGRAM
No other show-business celebrity in many years has come to Vancouver as the centre of such a solid and balanced program.
More than most of his competitors, he has always openly acknowledged that he is not much of an ad-libber and that he depends heavily on good script-writers for his material. It is plain to see, though, that his artistry excels that of the "human machine-gun" type of wisecrack conveyor belt. There is a grace and urbanity in the Benny style; and some of his biggest laughs are evoked without a word of dialogue.
"I may not be very clever myself," Benny grinned at Wednesday's opener, "but I sure know how to pick 'em, don't I?"
He was referring to the calibre of his colleagues on the show, and his words were well-chosen.
TOO FORCED
Canada's Gisele MacKenzie, now a leading attraction of big-time U.S. television and recordings, began rather depressingly, I thought, with a self-congratulatory act called "Look What Happened to Me." Her impression of a stately opera star's nightclub debut also struck me as being too forced to be hilarious.
But Miss MacKenzie did herself proud a moment later in a wonderfully funny take-off of screen-queen Marilyn Monroe, pouting hippily through a torchy ballad. An accomplished pianist and violinist as well as a pretty girl and a constantly improving comedienne, she has a secure musical technique far beyond the ability of most of her chanteuse rivals. The audience had good reason to give her rapturous reception.
Labels:
Jack Benny
Saturday, 18 May 2019
Squegee the Pirate, Cartoon Star
For every Walt Disney, there’s an Ub Iwerks. And for every Ub Iwerks, there’s a Tommy Hill.
Disney, of course, was animation’s superstar producer whose Mickey Mouse caused a craze for sound cartoons in 1929-30. Iwerks was a producer as well, but his cartoons really weren’t better than B-listers and his weak output resulted in his studio closing in the late ‘30s. Hill was a would-be cartoon mogul whose grandiose ideas don’t seem to have gone anywhere. His overly-ambitious scheme included Fleischer-like model backgrounds and, presumably, animation in colour.
Like Iwerks, Hill was a Disney artist. Briefly. The Los Angeles city directory lists him as an artist in 1930 and an artist at Walt Disney Productions in 1931. Iwerks split from Disney and Hill evidently thought he could do the same. He came up with an idea for an animated cartoon starring his own character, Squegee the Pirate. How far along he got is unknown, but he set out on a publicity campaign and bent the ear of a writer at the Tennessean. The Nashville paper published this story on April 6, 1931.
After his Squegee tour, Hill was apparently back in Hollywood by 1932. The Los Angeles Times reported he had co-written a screenplay about cartoonists to be made by Universal called “Black and White Clown,” though Variety attributed it to press agent William Leyster. The New York Herald Tribune, reporting on his engagement in its edition of March 10, 1940, states: “Mr. Hill is a cartoonist, the creator of Tippity Witchett and Willie Crashitt. For many years he has been in Hollywood, drawing sketches of the actors and directing the art work in a number of films. Mr. Hill has directed a number of industrial films and is the author of several plays and stories.”
At the tail end of World War Two, he was entertaining in government hospitals and had worked out a deal with Jack London to draw a comic serial of “Sea Wolf.” He seems to have bounced around, but there’s no indication he ever worked in animation again. He died on November 15, 1951 in Glendale, California. You can read a wire service obituary to the right.
Disney, of course, was animation’s superstar producer whose Mickey Mouse caused a craze for sound cartoons in 1929-30. Iwerks was a producer as well, but his cartoons really weren’t better than B-listers and his weak output resulted in his studio closing in the late ‘30s. Hill was a would-be cartoon mogul whose grandiose ideas don’t seem to have gone anywhere. His overly-ambitious scheme included Fleischer-like model backgrounds and, presumably, animation in colour.
Like Iwerks, Hill was a Disney artist. Briefly. The Los Angeles city directory lists him as an artist in 1930 and an artist at Walt Disney Productions in 1931. Iwerks split from Disney and Hill evidently thought he could do the same. He came up with an idea for an animated cartoon starring his own character, Squegee the Pirate. How far along he got is unknown, but he set out on a publicity campaign and bent the ear of a writer at the Tennessean. The Nashville paper published this story on April 6, 1931.
Cartoonist Who Has Helped Draw "Mickey Mouse" Tells How It's DoneThomas Crawford Hill was born in Belfast, Ireland, on February 10, 1896 to Joseph and Mary Jane Hill. The family came to the U.S. in 1907; Hill’s mother is listed as a widow in the 1910 Census for Cleveland. Hill is listed in the Cleveland city directory for the first time as an artist in 1915 and vanishes in 1927.
Tommy Hill of Hollywood Is Now Working On "Squegee," an Animated Screen Pirate
People who get a bunch of laughs out of watching the queer little animated cartoon characters that cavort across the screens on almost every movie program, ought to get serious about it sometime and think of the loads of work it lakes to make those few moments of entertainment possible.
For the benefit of those who never have taken the trouble to figure out just how many gallons of perspiration are shed by the dozens of artists and creators who are responsible for this form of amusement. Tommy Hill of Hollywood, veteran cartoonist despite his limited years, was shanghaied into an interesting conversation here yesterday.
Hill, a diminutive fellow with big ideas and the artist of at least a million or more drawings in the building of the animateds, is motoring through Nashville to New York, from where he will possibly sail for England to gather material for his forthcoming new animated serial, "Squegee."
"Squegee," by the way, is a little pirate in bright red-topped boots and and bandana about his head with more colors in it than the rainbow boasts of. He is as affable as his red-haired creator, and, upon the completion of his first picture, will be presented in the theaters all over America as the most unusual of the animated characters.
But to get back to his creator, Tommy Hill, who began his cartooning career drawing foolishness about sports on the Cleveland News when he was but 14 years old, has lived the kind of interest-packed life that he intends for his pirate protege to live in celluloid and screen. Until three years ago, he was art director for the Central Press association and the McNaught Syndicate, for whom he did drawings in his own decorative and fantastic manner. And then he listened seriously to the siren call of Hollywood, where now he heads his own studio for the making of animateds.
Helped Make "Mickey Mouse."
For some time he was one of some 30 artists who drew the millions of little sketches that made "Mickey Mouse" possible. This little mouse, created by Ub Iwerk [sic], and now carried on by Walt Disney, is one of the most popular of present day animateds, as any movie fan knows. It Is the dessert on a lot of programs. "How do we make those things?" repeated Hill. "Well, one fellow originates the story and draws the first drawings. Dozens of other artists draw the many sketches. One fellow draws the first and the last sketch of a piece of action, such as the character taking a healthy swing at some other character. In between those two drawings, there are some times a few hundred drawings to represent the progress of the motion, and that's where the other artists come in. I labored that way for a spell myself and, boy, it's work."
Not so long ago, Hill had an inspiration and the result was "Squegee," the cherubic pirate which is to lead children through numerous adventures at sea, and even, like Sir Hubert Wilkins, he is to go down to the bottom of the ocean via the screen. Hill secured the old studio of Charles Ray, onetime great star in hick roles and his personal friend, to begin work on the new idea.
Miniature Settings
Unlike other such characters, "Squegee" will not have to do his stunts with a drawn background for his sets. Instead, Samuel Huntley, famous Hollywood settings builder, is making numerous miniature settings from drawings by Hill. There are castles, old ships, and a real little ocean, with a Davy Jones locker, and a little Neptune down at its bottom.
"It was my plan to make "Squegee" the 'Peter Pan of America,' " said Hill, "and I may, upon completing my business in New York, go on over to England to talk with Sir James M. Barrie, if I can, about it." " 'Squegee' is going to be a clean little fellow whose antics will stretch the imaginations of the children. His every antic will be clean and honor inspiring, and every child will be richer for having seen him in action.
"I hope for him to make enough money to use part of it to place a 'Squegee' bed for sick and under privileged children in some hospital in every town where a theater shows him. At least, some of the earnings from the feature will be used for some good work among underprivileged kiddies. I think it would be only just to do such a thing and, too, I'm crazy about kids.
"I'm planning now to erect a studio planned after a pirate's ship, and to have in it a place where visitors to Hollywood can leave their children in the care of expert nurses while they go sightseeing."
Hill, in motoring through the country on a leisurely trip from Hollywood to New York, has been visiting newspaper offices in many cities. No man can work in his studio whether he be artist, writer, cameraman or what not—unless he has had years of successful experience on the newspapers. On his trip he has run into at least a couple of fellows who are to go to California soon to join his forces. And considering that from 10,000 to 12,000 drawings are needed to make each production, there's plenty of hard work yet awaiting his artists.
After his Squegee tour, Hill was apparently back in Hollywood by 1932. The Los Angeles Times reported he had co-written a screenplay about cartoonists to be made by Universal called “Black and White Clown,” though Variety attributed it to press agent William Leyster. The New York Herald Tribune, reporting on his engagement in its edition of March 10, 1940, states: “Mr. Hill is a cartoonist, the creator of Tippity Witchett and Willie Crashitt. For many years he has been in Hollywood, drawing sketches of the actors and directing the art work in a number of films. Mr. Hill has directed a number of industrial films and is the author of several plays and stories.”
At the tail end of World War Two, he was entertaining in government hospitals and had worked out a deal with Jack London to draw a comic serial of “Sea Wolf.” He seems to have bounced around, but there’s no indication he ever worked in animation again. He died on November 15, 1951 in Glendale, California. You can read a wire service obituary to the right.
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Friday, 17 May 2019
Bluebeard Pie
Art Davis exhibits some masterly gag timing in Bye Bye Bluebeard, the last cartoon made by his unit at Warner Bros. before it was disbanded.
A mouse leads Bluebeard on a chase, jumping into various household items to hide. Bluebeard takes a look, his head moving slowly (animated on twos). Three frames later, Bluebeard’s face is smashed with a pie. It happens again and again. The pies come out of nowhere because your attention is on Bluebeard’s head and three frames isn’t a lot of screen time. The whole sequence had a nice rhythm.
Finally, Bluebeard is ready for the pie. It doesn’t come. He lifts up his protective mask. Wham!








Davis went out on a high note. This cartoon is solid all around. Sid Marcus’ story is structured well with some good dialogue. Porky has a couple of reaction scenes with creative expressions. Some of the layout work is interestingly angled. Emery Hawkins, Bill Melendez, Basil Davidovich and Don Williams are the animators with layouts by Don Smith. We can only speculate about the calibre of future cartoons if Davis’ unit had been spared from budget cuts, and was allowed to keep going.
A mouse leads Bluebeard on a chase, jumping into various household items to hide. Bluebeard takes a look, his head moving slowly (animated on twos). Three frames later, Bluebeard’s face is smashed with a pie. It happens again and again. The pies come out of nowhere because your attention is on Bluebeard’s head and three frames isn’t a lot of screen time. The whole sequence had a nice rhythm.
Finally, Bluebeard is ready for the pie. It doesn’t come. He lifts up his protective mask. Wham!









Davis went out on a high note. This cartoon is solid all around. Sid Marcus’ story is structured well with some good dialogue. Porky has a couple of reaction scenes with creative expressions. Some of the layout work is interestingly angled. Emery Hawkins, Bill Melendez, Basil Davidovich and Don Williams are the animators with layouts by Don Smith. We can only speculate about the calibre of future cartoons if Davis’ unit had been spared from budget cuts, and was allowed to keep going.
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Warner Bros.
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