Showing posts with label Theater. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Theater. Show all posts

Sunday, July 2, 2023

Painted Bricks: Blog Mirror: Historic Casper Theaters For Sale Wi...

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Blog Mirror: Historic Casper Theaters For Sale With Legal Stipulation They Can't Be Theaters Again

 From the Cowboy State Daily:

Historic Casper Theaters For Sale With Legal Stipulation They Can't Be Theaters Again

As the owners they can, of course, do whatever they wish, including putting stipulations in the sale.  It's sad, however.

Assuming that anyone buys them with that stipulation present.

Friday, March 31, 2023

Wednesday, March 31, 1943. Oklahoma!

Oklahoma! opened on Broadway.

Having a very long initial run, and having been revived from time to time, I have to admit, I've never seen it.

I have been, however, to Oklahoma on numerous occasions.


The Afrika Korps withdrew from Cap Serrat, the Tunisian city that's about as far north in Tunisia as you can go.  

The British took El Aouana, Algeria.  The ancient city is famous for the French discovery for four dolman there.  Dating back to Roman times, the city was named Cavallo, "horse", by the Romans.

A photographer was apparently touring the Port of San Francisco, which I've also been to.

USS Albireo (AK-90), the former John G. Nicolay,  a Navy cargo ship at San Francisco on this day.

Cavalryman, Gen. Frederick Gilbreath, Commander of the San Francisco Port of Embarkation, on this day in 1943.

Actor Christopher (Ronald) Walken born on this day in 1943 in New York.

Russian writer and politician Pavel Nikolayevich Milyukov (Па́вел Никола́евич Милюко́в) died in exile in France on this day in 1943.  He had been a member of the Provisional Russian Government after the fall of the monarchy.   While an opponent of the Communists in his native land, he supported Stalin's efforts to expand Soviet territory and was an ardent supporter of the Soviet war effort against the Germans.

Wednesday, March 22, 2023

Thursday, March 22, 1923. Maude T. Howell.

Maude T. Howell on March 22, 1923.   Howell was a stage manager in Detroit and New York before becoming a screenwriter, associate director and associate producer at Warner Brothers and Twentieth Century Pictures from 1929 to 1935, a series of remarkable achievements for a woman in this era, and a notable figure to put up for Women's History Month.

We go to the American far north for the news of the day, where we learn that the Communists were up to their usual baddiness.
 


The advice for long life is amazingly contemporary.

In Utah, homesteaders were apparently pursuing Paiutes who were reported to be "renegades".

Friday, October 29, 2021

October 29, 1941. Never Give In.


The SS murdered over 8,000 Jewish residents of Kaunas Lithuania.  Men, women and children were included in the massacre.

The Germans assaulted Tula and were turned back.  Yesterday I noted Guderian's weird comment about  the town, but what was omitted from the quote is that Tula gave the Germans the dope slap. They'd never take it.  The "blond girl", as it was, wasn't yielding to German advances.

They did take Vololamsk outside of Moscow, but in an effort that expended so many resources that it caused them to have to halt.

In essence what was occurring was the end of Operation Barbarossa and Operation Typhoon, part of it.  The Germans had been facing increasing Soviet resistance for weeks, but up until now, save for Leningrad, the Red Army had always been defeated.  Now, it wasn't being.  It was not only slowing the Germans down, in some places it had stopped yielding entirely.  German advances, on the other hand, were evolving from rapid forays with occasional sieges, to outright pitched battles involving massive losses.



Churchill delivered a speech destined to become famous at Harrow, with it being known as the "Never Give In" speech.

Almost a year has passed since I came down here at your Head Master's kind invitation in order to cheer myself and cheer the hearts of a few of my friends by singing some of our own songs. The ten months that have passed have seen very terrible catastrophic events in the world — ups and downs, misfortunes — but can anyone sitting here this afternoon, this October afternoon, not feel deeply thankful for what has happened in the time that has passed and for the very great improvement in the position of our country and of our home? Why, when I was here last time we were quite alone, desperately alone, and we had been so for five or six months. We were poorly armed. We are not so poorly armed today; but then we were very poorly armed. We had the unmeasured menace of the enemy and their air attack still beating upon us, and you yourselves had had experience of this attack; and I expect you are beginning to feel impatient that there has been this long lull with nothing particular turning up! 
But we must learn to be equally good at what is short and sharp and what is long and tough. It is generally said that the British are often better at the last. They do not expect to move from crisis to crisis; they do not always expect that each day will bring up some noble chance of war; but when they very slowly make up their minds that the thing has to be done and the job put through and finished, then, even if it takes months — if it takes years — they do it. 
Another lesson I think we may take, just throwing our minds back to our meeting here ten months ago and now, is that appearances are often very deceptive, and as Kipling well says, we must "...meet with Triumph and Disaster. And treat those two impostors just the same." 
You cannot tell from appearances how things will go. Sometimes imagination makes things out far worse than they are; yet without imagination not much can be done. Those people who are imaginative see many more dangers than perhaps exist; certainly many more than will happen; but then they must also pray to be given that extra courage to carry this far-reaching imagination. But for everyone, surely, what we have gone through in this period — I am addressing myself to the School — surely from this period of ten months this is the lesson: never give in, never give in, never, never, never, never-in nothing, great or small, large or petty — never give in except to convictions of honour and good sense. Never yield to force; never yield to the apparently overwhelming might of the enemy. We stood all alone a year ago, and to many countries it seemed that our account was closed, we were finished. All this tradition of ours, our songs, our School history, this part of the history of this country, were gone and finished and liquidated. 
Very different is the mood today. Britain, other nations thought, had drawn a sponge across her slate. But instead our country stood in the gap. There was no flinching and no thought of giving in; and by what seemed almost a miracle to those outside these Islands, though we ourselves never doubted it, we now find ourselves in a position where I say that we can be sure that we have only to persevere to conquer. 
You sang here a verse of a School Song: you sang that extra verse written in my honour, which I was very greatly complimented by and which you have repeated today. But there is one word in it I want to alter — I wanted to do so last year, but I did not venture to. It is the line: "Not less we praise in darker days." 
I have obtained the Head Master's permission to alter darker to sterner. "Not less we praise in sterner days." 
Do not let us speak of darker days: let us speak rather of sterner days. These are not dark days; these are great days — the greatest days our country has ever lived; and we must all thank God that we have been allowed, each of us according to our stations, to play a part in making these days memorable in the history of our race.

A ten-month-long boycott of radio broadcasters by ASCAP was revolved.

Cole Porter's musical play, Let's Face It, was released.  Wikipedia describes the plot thus:

Three suspicious wives, Maggie Watson, Nancy Collister and Cornelia Pigeon invite three Army inductees to Maggie's summer house in Southampton on Long Island to make their husbands jealous. Jerry Walker is engaged to Winnie Potter, and, because he needs the money, agrees to the plot. The wives's philandering husbands leave on yet another camping trip. Winnie, hearing of Jerry's involvement, brings in two friends (who are actually girlfriends of the other two soldiers) to pretend to be interested in the older men. The husbands actually do go fishing. Winnie and her friends crash Maggie's party and the husbands unexpectedly return home.

I think I'd have passed on this one.