Motion Picture Magazine (Aug 1928-Jan 1929)

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Santa Claus Among Them Is Barbara Worth, Who Loves to Dye Easter Eggs and Wants to Do Something -Big -and -Worth -While By Nancy Pryor IT'S wonderful. It's simply marvelous. I mean, the way this new bunch of movie kids are believing in things in spite of the pessimisms and unexcited philosophies of the old guard, which has found Fame such an empty cup and Glory to be just so much bootleg. Gloria Swanson is, elegantly disillusioned. She admits it. Norma Talmadge says "Kismet." Even Mary Pickford's smile is a little tired. But these new ones come on, tremulous, excited, unheeding. Angels rushing in where wise men fear to tread. There is little Janet Gaynor, who is still holding her breath and pinching herself. There's Ruth Lee Taylor, who just can't believe it's true. There's Loretta Young, that enfant blase, who can't quite hide her palpitating heart even beneath a thick coating of sophistication. It's wonderful. It's simply marvelous. I met Barbara Worth the other day. We talked for an hour. When I left I believed in Santa Claus and Will Hays and religion and everything. Even in the movies. Barbara leaves you like that. Sort of breathless. She believes in all those things herself. Particularly in the movies. Every now and then she clasps her hands together almost prayer-like — she believes in 'em so hard. "Oh, if I were so rich I never needed another single thing in my life, I would work in pictures." So there ! You get the idea that people who don't feel as Barbara does about the movies are just a bunch of old meanies. She wore a dark dress and an orchid hat draped with an orchid veil, and downstairs a yellow automobile was waiting for her. As the background of the Montmartre Cafe, where we were lunching, is red, everything was very sunny and colorful. I'm so serious about pictures. I do all I can to help myself along. I go to the movies and just absolutely study every move the actors make, hoping to improve my own technique. Last night I saw Emil Jannings and Lewis Stone at the preview of 'The Patriot,' and I could have just applauded every scene they did. Such timing! Such technical perfection! And such art! When I'm away from the studio, I study dancing to make myself graceful, and ride horseback and swim to keep in condition, and I'm also taking French lessons." (Well, don't successful movie stars always spend their vacations where French is spoken?) "I want to get along so much." For the first time Barbara let a little sigh creep in. "Of course, it is a little hard to get started. I mean started in something really big and worth while. It's easy enough just to get started in the movies, but the hard part is to get someone to recognize your ability and trust you with a big part. I've been under contract to Universal almost since I first started in pictures, and they've been wonderful to me, giving me {Continued on page 85) 67