Movie Classic (Sep-Dec 1931)

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An 85c bottle of Kruschen lasts 4 weeks and is sold by leading druggists thruout the world. KRUSCHEN SALTS "It's the LITTLE DAILY DOSE that does it" 50 cents a box — • hade In LABLACME Face Powder All of the exquisite charm of LABLACHE, known for over 50 years as the FACE POWDER of QUALITY in a shade that blends with any complexion. Ask your Druggist for "MARGIE" the new all-complexion powder, or send to us for sample (no charge.) BEN LEVY CO. 125 Kingston Street BOSTON, MASS. are debating calling him to catch the kid's love of a nickname, is considered one of the big bets of Hollywood at the moment. He is accompanied frequently by an individual whom he designates grandly as "me manager." "I suppose you look after Mr. Durante's investments for him?" the manager was asked. "Investments — what investments?" said the manager disgustedly, "What would he invest ? He hasn't saved a red, not he! Every old bum who knew him when, every friend he ever had is welcome to what he's got!" Jimmy's check is split three ways now, his partners Jackson and Clayton getting a third each, though they are not working. IT'S amazing how many people there are who feel they have a right to a share in movie salaries. Marie Dressier gets letters often begging for "just a tiny share of one week's check which wouldn't mean anything to you and would set me up in business for life." Buster Keaton had a letter the other day from a youth who suggested he send him a hundred a week so he could live apart from his family who didn't understand him, and study art. "Of course if you wanted to make it a hundred and fifty it would be even better," he added. Connie Bennett had a letter not long ago from a girl who said the mortgage on their house was to be foreclosed unless she sent five thousand at once. A few days later she received a brisk and reproving note, "Why don't I hear from you in answer to my letter ?" it asked. "Kindly let me know at once when we can expect the money for the mortgage." GRETA GARBO has moved again. She has lived in many houses. One of them was taken by a scenario writer who immediately issued invitations to four hundred guests for a grand house-warming. However, it never came off. We understand the host was put under observation, because he tipped with hundred dollar bills, which in a time of depression does seem eccentric to sav the least! ONE of the oddest divorce complaints we have read was that of Eleanor Hunt, against her husband Rex Lease. "He made fun of me because I studied philosophv," said the bride. Looking at Eleanor and remembering she was once the pride of the Follies, we could almost get a giggle out of it ourself! THE speakeasies move so fast these days in HoIl>'wood that one is never quite sure of finding one's favorite drink emporium doing business the next time he visits it. Two young writers at midnight the other night decided to stop in and have a drink at one of these select speaks. They rang the bell. No answer. They knocked. No answer. Getting more thirsty by the minute they banged on the door with fists and feet, only to fall back in horror as the door burst open and a lovely blonde movie star appeared with blazing eyes. "What do you mean by coming to my house like this?" she stormed. It appeared the speakeasy had closed one night the previous week and she had moved in the next day. BEN LYON admits that once he used to rush off the set to call up his broker for the latest stock quotations and Wall Street figures. "Now," says Ben with a grin, "I call up home every' morning for the only figures I'm interested in — the baby's weight." Miss Lyon is six weeks old now but Ben says that she is like other ladies and won't admit it. "She says she's only a month," says Barbara Bebe's daddy. A SCENARIO writer tells this on himself, proving that Greta has a sense of humor. She used to pass the window of his office on her way to the stage every morning, and always glanced inside. He returned her glance eloquently, and flattered himself that she was beginning to fall under the influence of his charms, a feeling heightened when one morning she half stopped and almost smiled. Rushing hatless out of the office he followed Garbo along the walk, saw her glance coquettishly back, and let a letter drop from her fingers before going into the stage. With wildly beating heart he ran to pick it up — an invitation from Garbo perhaps, or, at the very least, a tender note. But instead he found himself staring down at the heading of a local Mineral Water Company. "Dear Miss Garbo," the letter ran, "May we call your attention to our superior service in furnishing table water." MR. and Mrs. Irving Thalberg, Mr. and Mrs. King Vidor (Eleanor Boardman), Mr. and Mrs. George Fitzmaurice (Diana Kane), Dr. and Mrs. Harry Martin (Louella Parsons), John Gilbert, William Haines, Hedda Flopper and several others were jointly hosts at the big party which welcomed Marion Davies back to Hollywood after six months in Europe. And what a party! It started off' the Hollywood Fall social season with a zest. One hundred and sixty-eight close friends of Marion's were invited to the Indian Room at the Ambassador Hotel. The elaborate suite had been transformed into a bit of the Old West. There was sawdust on the floor and the orchestra men were disguised as cowboys. This party had been so ballyhooed in the newspapers that it was necessary for the hotel management to rope off an aisle in the lobby so that the distinguished guests would not have to fight their way through the crowd that had begun to arrive as early as four o'clock in the afternoon. Billie Dove got a great big "ah" from the crowd when she appeared in the foyer to be photographed with John Gilbert. Billie's gown was daring, to say the least. The waist of Billie's gown was composed more of oodles of pearls and a corsage than of material. Pearls must be coming back, girls. Ina Claire, who arrived with Joel McCrea, wore plenty of them, too. Ina's gown was of white satin. Constance Bennett is one of the few movie stars who does not believe it necessary to appear in a different gown at every social event. Connie wore the same blue dress and ermine jacquette she had worn to the premiere of "Devotion." Joan Marsh, wearing her Wampas Baby Star debut gown, arrived with Charles (Buddy) Rogers. Lily Damita was in black elaborately trimmed with fur. Marion, the guest of honor, was in white satin with a red velvet jacket trimmed with ermine. THIS is an apology. We're always sorry to do any actor an injustice. Several months ago, we pointed out under the caption of "the funniest sight of the month" the fact that Montagu Love had walked into the Embassy Club waitingroom, which was crowded with women, selected the only remaining chair and seated himself while his wife stood at his side. A very charming note from Monty's very charming wife explains and corrects what we misunderstood as discourtesy. ". . . . had you known that it was really Monty's first day out of bed after three months of the flu, I am sure you would not have cast such an aspersion on his seemingly unchivalrous action. It was I who insisted he take the chair . . . ." Sorry, Monty! 76