Missing in this late 1930's Fantasy Sci-Fi Flick....the Radium Girls, in a chorus line, singing praises to glow-in-the-dark hands, numerals and markers of fashionable watches and many other 'products' of Commercial Forlays into Mass Marketing to The Public, before the current era of persistent onscreen time/elapsed time indications.....of the wonders of magical healing via the new chemical....Radium.... A whack on his head by Karloff's onscreen Mama ends his four mad personality derangement compulsivities as he leaps from a roof.....dematerializing into a cloud of smoke...into Nothingness....Leaving the still invisible seeds of Plutonium destruction to follow, shortly thereafter, in the desert of Los Alamos, in July of 1945..... Welding helmets, and lead-mesh capes.... 'on', general public....and there'll be Nothing(ness) to fear....right?? Don't forget to 'clip that coupon' from your D.C. Comics, kids, there's a deep discount on Plasmatic Generators and Ion Storm Globes, with not one, but four free sample vials of genuine Uranium dust.......soon to be included in GILBERT'S fifty buck U-238 ATOMIC ENERGY LABORATORY....to be delivered by Santa, via reindeer sled, piloted by Rudolph's 'glow in the dark radioactive nose', on X'mas of 1950.....
"It's A Rainbow, folks.....not just a Cloud Of Smoke".....Just take off those protective classes and you'll see that! Well, at least, from the windows of Brixton Prison.......If you can break a butterfly on a wheel, you can disorient a Nation of Believers with a puff of Smoke! Don't bogart that joint, lest the Circle be broken.....

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