Photoplay (Jan-Jun 1957)

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Author George Scullin heard her story: “/ didn't have much to do with my life ” ) “Things just happened. Like the song, que sera, sera, l had to follow along ” ESCAPE TO HAPPINESS Continued when she uses her triple-threat talents to sing, dance, and play the dramatic lead — as she will in “Pajama Game” — movie houses light up their brightest all over the world. In the face of all this, Doris Day has succeeded in establishing herself with newspaper and magazine writers as the friendly, smiling, healthy, all-American girl from right next door. It makes a fine, satisfactory picture of Doris, and you can recognize her in it; but it has no more detail than a silhouette snipped out of black paper. If Doris weren’t more complicated than that, she’d he the all-American girl from next door, all right, but she’d still be living there. The explanation favored by many movie moguls bewildered by both Miss Day’s quiet modesty and her shattering impact on the moviegoing public is that there are two Doris Days. They substantiate this remarkable theory by pointing out that Doris is shy and self-conscious in the presence of other movie stars. She’s like a girl just freshly arrived from some place like Cincinnati, Ohio, which, it so happens, is where she comes from. But when this girl gets in front of the cameras a dynamic transition takes place. “Then she’s the star,” says one producer in an awed voice, “and I mean she’s the greatest.” There may be some merit in this dual personality theory, but it is much too simple. For years Photoplay has been following the progress of Doris Day Through her bright laughter and the star and Doris Day the person. It awarded to the star its coveted Photoplay Gold Medal Award as long ago as 1952. It assigned some of the best Hollywood reporters to uncover the hidden facets of the person. The stories, some thirty of them devoted to her alone, plus countless references, anecdotes, and photographs in features and columns, provide the most accurate picture of her life to be found anywhere. Recently the editors decided to add them all up to produce a fulllength portrait. They enlisted the cooperation of Miss Day in sitting for the additional touches that would be necessary to round out a few details. Thus, one recent day when New York was pretending to enjoy a chilling but meager snowfall, it was my