Modern Screen (Jan-Nov 1944)

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TURKS ARE NO JERKS (Continued from page 47) the job. After all, he'd been a mere villain-around-Hollywood and a sinister Oriental in a flock of B's, and that's about all, unless you counted the slightly elevated assignments with Maria Montez in "Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves" and "Arabian Nights." Hepburn knew he'd landed the "Dragon Seed" lead mainly because he looked the part to a T with his slightly slanted eyes, his swell build and the voice that registered like a young Charles Boyer's without the toupee touch. Katie Hepburn's jitters were shared by Director Jack Conway and everyone else on the set that day except Turhan Bey. The only thing that bothered Turhan was whether Hepburn would like him or not. Because, long before he'd ever set his almond eyes on Hollywood, he had tagged her as his dream actress. Once he'd sat through eight straight performances of "Woman of the Year"— just to worship silently at her image. It didn't make sense that he was here in Hollywood, of all places, and about to caress his very best idol for all the world to see in one of her greatest triumphs. But Turhan at twentyfive knows life has many surprises, and his poise was not seriously disturbed. Still he was thrilled. turkish delight . . . It was a long scene and a torrid one — about as torrid as Chinese lovers ever get — involving a cross-country kiss starting on Katie's arm and traveling over her shoulder and cheek right up to a shell pink ear. Hepburn had to react all the way, and, like I say, she had built up beaucoup sales resistance. Well — during the next few minutes after Director Conway whispered "Action!" and the Turk went to work, they say the log turned into a charred cinder, the rice fields withered, and the scorched earth policy brought the M-G-M fire department to Sound Stage 10 with hoses, axes and clanging bells. That's just gossip, of course. But what I know for a fact is that when the scene was over, and Katharine Hepburn had got back her breath, she turned to Turhan Bey and spake thus: "There isn't any other man in the world who could have played that scene better!" Which thrilled Turhan Bey from his handsome head right down to his welltraveled toes and sent him scurrying right out — after a discreet hand kiss — to load Hepburn's dressing room with roses from that day on, as Turhan Bey would — but naturally, Madame. Of course, nobody needs Katharine Hepburn to tell the world that Turhan Bey is something new and special in the Hollywood male lover line. You and you and you discovered that the hard way quite a spell back through a fog of pretty sticky parts wherein he usually got his neck sliced or his hide fried. And those leerings through reels and reels of dirty work obviously has very little to do with love. Playing Jap rats, Hindu heavies, menaces for Montez and such, is no royal road to Hollywood romance, but just the same Turhan (you pronounce it Toor-hahn, giving both syllables the same break) couldn't ward off the mash notes no matter how much black business he wallowed in. The minute Turhan opened his Turkish trap and let that low velvet voice out, the deed was done; when he gave just a lazy glance into the camera with his sloe eyes, the hypnotics got going, even if Turhan was about to chop the heroine into filet mi HANDY ADVICE. ..by Arlene Francis Arlene Francis, star of Hinds BLIND DATE program, really knows about the magic in white, smooth hands How to be a smart girl (art/ get y&t/r ma/z) BOY MEETS GIRL: "Ever old — ever new ... Ah me, love in bloom. Her eyes? -stars! Her hair? — spun gold ! Her hands ?— tsk, tsk . . . now we've got a problem, gentle reader. Trouble for our heroine." GIRL'S GONNA LOSE BOY: "Soft lights ... sweet music ... hands meet . . . and good-bye romance. No flowerpetal softness — her hands suggest a cactus plant. Scratchy, rough, chapped, red." GIRL GETS WISE: "Chaps don't like chap. Nor sandpaper roughness, dishpan redness. Emotion needs lotion. Hinds! Because in Hinds there's a special ingredient— the closest thing to the natural oils of your skin!" GIRL GETS BOY: "Thrilling hands now. Soft. White. Smooth: Hinds hands! Hands with magic in their touch. Try Hinds, sister, and don't lose any time or you might lose your man ! " HINDS CAN MAKE THIS CLAIM • When work and weather and washing and all such enemies chap, roughen, and redden your hands, remember this— Hinds contains a special ingredient! A softening agent that science says has a particular affinity for your skin. When work, washing, and weather deplete your skin of its own natural lubricant, this softener helps to guard your hands against the damage such depletion might cause. Be sure you buy Hinds. No other lotion, or hand cream, is quite like it. Be sure to listen to Arlene Francis on Blind Date, 8:30 p.m., E.W.T., Mon„ Blue Network Copr., 1944. by Lehn & Fink Products Corporation . —for chapping, I roughness, f redness ' —for children's tender skin —for dry skin —for a powder base H I N D S A tt-A-ity-D-3 AND THAT SPELLS SMOOTH, WHITE LOVELINESS !