Photoplay (Jan-Jun 1963)

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i This is the full and unique true story of Rock Hudson and Marilyn Maxwell, and of a “friendship” that says . . . “I LOVE I YOU, DARLING Rock Hudson and Marilyn Maxwell keep on saying, “We’re just good friends.” But their actions speak louder than their own words. And that’s why their friends are asking, “Who are they kidding?” . . . “Why are they stalling and what are they scared of?” . . . and “When are they going to take the plunge?” Well, first questions first. Who are they kidding? We’d say nobody — because we think the gentleman does protest too much. Remember, Rock is the same guy who, when he was about to buy a three-carat engagement ring and a diamond wedding band to slip on Phyllis Gates’ finger, was telling the press: “Everybody thinks Phyllis and I are getting married. This is a crazy town. If you go out with a girl more than once, (Please turn the page) 5'