Metro Gets Out Its Fleet A Year After Pearl
|Metro Sent The Above Christmas Gift Box To Over 1200 Of Employees Who |
Had Enlisted by December 1942
Winning a War Begins with Stand By For Action (1943)
Maltin Reviews took a cruel but clever swipe at Stand By For Action: "We're Still Waiting." What Metro wanted to put across was less war action than assurance that there was room in this conflict for everyone. No man with will to fight is excluded, even fossils from set-to of twenty-five years before. Here then was means by which actors of a certain age could hit parade ground and damn more torpedoes. Age forty-nine Walter Brennan for chief yeoman? Can do. Charles Laughton back in naval uniform, minus three-cornered hat from 1935's Mutiny On The Bounty? That's a pipe, as who'd challenge Captain Bligh zeroing in on Zeroes and a Jap battlewagon besides? Stand By For Action generates as much as anything a nostalgia for the last World War we fought and won. With old-timers plus eager youth back at the helm, there was just no way we could lose this second round.
|Content With Kids in Stand By For Action Never Gets This Intense|
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|Director Robert Z. Leonard and Metro Team Gets|
Tech Assist From Navy Advisor
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Payable To Navy Relief In Appreciation of Branch Input
Toward greater enlistment, there is glamour dust sprinkled over day-to-day of shore service. Bob Taylor begins as social secretary to admiral Laughton and squires Marilyn Maxwell at a dress uniform ball, conveying to all and sundry that a surest route to romance is joining up. The inclusion of starlet Maxwell had twofold necessity: femme interest that was needed to broaden Action's appeal, and stage on which to introduce a freshman cub from Leo's cage. From this brief appearance would issue a mountain of stills with Maxwell and Taylor at varied clinching not at all representative of the film itself, wherein her character is there and gone within a couple of segments. From so little as that, however, a message was clear: military service had social as well as patriotic advantage, and like James Stewart said in recruiting short Winning Your Wings, anyone "would be a chump" not to climb aboard.
Like many that sought to soothe as well as bestir, Stand By For Action added spoonfuls of sugar to combat's brew. Metro branch of the Navy never gets wet, except from diapers men change for babies rescued from a lifeboat, this further appeal to that broadest possible audience. The infant humors run way long and may have been basis for critic and military complaint that Stand By For Action amounted more to pabulum than what its title promised. Humane concerns trump military protocol even as we're assured that good of all must take precedence over individual needs. Beneath this Navy brass beats a very soft heart, and you wonder if that too rankled seagoing branch of a