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 42nd Street (1933)
IMDB rating: 7.70
Plot: The source from which all modern musicals flow: An ailing Broadway director returns to produce one final show, but his leading lady is injured and must be replaced by a novice. Call it dated, but it’s aged to perfection, and the final twenty minute sequence will leave you tapping your toes, with a smile on your face and a song in your heart. Movies—never mind musicals—just don’t get any better than this.
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Directors: Bacon Lloyd
Actors: Baxter Warner,Brent George,Kibbee Guy,Sparks Ned,Powell Dick,Jenkins Allen,Nugent Edward J.,McWade Robert,Stone George E.,Akst Harry,Clark Wallis,Musical,Romance,Drama,
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How do you like my story?
I posted one of my other stories here a few weeks ago, and it got a lot of positive reviews, so I decided to post my new story.
*This is just a sneak peak by the way.* This came to me while watching Malcolm in the Middle (haha) the older brother, Francis appealed to me, because he seemed like he could fit in a story about criminals. So, I based a main character on him, Matt. I’ve also always loved the ’20’s, and I’ve been wanting to make a story in the 20’s. So, here it is, enjoy!:
An alarm to a bank. Footsteps pounding.. Gunshots. Cars starting. Police alarms. The sound of cash jingling like bells, and in a heartbeat, your off. Each turn life threatening, but you don’t care. I was in the passenger seat, and Gregory, to my left, was driving the getaway. He was a great driver. If your driving through a pool of molasses, count on Gregory to get you out. Behind me was Gus with two revolvers in his hand, firing away at the cars behind us. Right next to him was Sam, "No son, don’t shoot at the cops, Rooky’s first mistake. You’d have to shoot at every cop before the car stops, shoot at a tire, and the car goes a flying." Gus instructed Sam. Last, but certainly not least was Matt, the unofficial leader of out gang, giving instructions and directions to all of us.
"No, take 70th East Street."
"That’ll take me down town."
"Plus the traffic-"
"It’s fine, it’s Wednesday!"
"I thought 70th East Street would take us Southbound."
"No, that’s North."
"What about 42nd Street?"
"Broadway it is."
The car screeched loudly as we headed towards 42nd Street. It wasn’t long before we were all arguing again.
"Told you East Street was better."
"Broadway’s fine."
"East Street would of taken us out clean."
"No, it would of taken us Southbound."
We nearly ran over a stop sign.
"Where next?"
"Go North"
"South bounds easier."
"That’ll take us to 12th."
"No, North will."
"The traffic is terrible this time/"
We’ve dodged several cars, and even a horse by the time we make it out of New York.
"They’re still on our tails." Matt shouts. We make a rough turn,and the sound of alarms finally grows faint. Doors slam open, and everyone gets out of the car. "That’s the best steal we’ve made in months. Look at this, jewels, money, gold." I smiled. I am Sawyer Robinson, and this is my life of crime.
Wow nice story when your done publish it it sounds amazing!
person | Oct 12, 2009
Very, very good. The beginning was a little too abrupt for me, which of course it was meant to be, but i still couldn’t read it with a nice flow. Maybe because i just woke up.
Excellent dialogue, and i really like the way it finished.
Good job!!
Hannah | Oct 12, 2009
