. . . many ills, promises the narrator of ROMANCE OF RADIUM in 1937. This poor man's Nostradamus seems to have snuck into the ground floor of the Manhattan Project, which was then just a gleam in the late Madame Curie's eye sockets. Less than two pounds of the Fat Man and Little Boy stuffings existed when this warning shot was fired across the bows of heedless Japanese aircraft carriers. As George Bernard Shaw cogently observed, "A lack of imagination is the Father of All Wars." (This adage probably sounded much more romantic when Pygmalion himself said it.)
Review of Romance of Radium
Romance of Radium
(1937)
"This Jekyll and Hyde chemical" will soon cure the world of . . .
30 September 2020
Warning: Spoilers