THE MAJESTIC

Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 236, 24 December 1927, Page 13

THE MAJESTIC

MINIATURE PANTOMIME All Toyland was on the stage of the Majestic Theatre last night. The Golliwog, the Teddy Bear, Jack-in-the-Box, and the Butch 80ll —they were all there. Father Christmas, too, in his gown of red, and the whitest and frostiest whiskers you ever did see. The old man was putting the finishing touches on his toys. Paint brush in hand, he carefully coloured cheeks, observed V; . elTect with a critical Christmas eye, dabbing here and touching there, until he was quite satisfied with his presents for the earth-children.

Miss Beryl Nettleton and Miss Margaret Turner were responsible for the Majestic’s miniature panto. The presentation was artistic to a degree, and thoroughly in keeping with the spirit of Christmastide. J. Whiteford-Waugh, the Majestic conductor, collaborated with the young producers by rendering a selection of Christmas melodies, in which many an old favourite could be recognised. The orchestra gave ideal support, as well, for the pantomime. David Lunny, Donreen Q'Deary, and Ira Ardley were the youthful soloists. “Spring Fever,” the pictorial feature, though primarily for golf enthusiasts, is nevertheless a picture which must appeal to all. Ttiere is something peculiarly taking about William Tlaines, who carries off two championships, and, of course, the heroine. “Spring Fever” is one of the most spontaneous comedies which Majestic audiences have laughed through for some time.

After carrying everything before him on the municipal links, and golfing every spare moment of his life, William Haines soon proved himself invaluable to his employer, none other, as a matter of fact, than that splendid old actor George Fawcett. He, too, was bitten with the golf “bug.” Princely quarters at the exclusive county c\!ub, where he introduced his protege as his nephew, somehow came natural to William Haines. The good things of life he found most palatable —naturally he did not want to give them up. In order to maintain himself in his happy situation, the young hero, with the supreme confidence of youth, determined to marry for monp’-. And that is just where he crashed. Joan Crawford was the exceedingly attractive young woman who taught him a much-needed lesson. “Spring‘Fever” is ripnling comedy—