Photoplay (Jan-Jun 1963)

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actors — people like Trevor Howard and Robert Morley — with sixteen pages of dialogue to learn on an airplane. Personally, I can’t even read, let alone learn anything on planes, and I arrived unprepared. We did the scene with my dialogue written on bits of paper all over the place. Some of it was on the other actors’ shirt fronts. I could mentally hear all of them muttering to themselves about “damned Hollywood actors.” Todd had the most fantastic methods of getting his own way. When we were filming the sequences when the dreaded balloon was floating gently over Paris, Parisians were standing about gaping at the pretty sight, and getting mown down by the traffic like flies. So the police said enough was enough, and arrested the balloon and the taxi that towed it. Todd was livid. He still had one more shot to get with the balloon floating over the Place Vendome. The police had mounted guard around the taxi with the balloon tethered to it, and I couldn’t for the life of me see how he was going to get his last shot. But he did. He bought two taxis and their drivers and paid them to run into each other and have a terrible accident on the other side of the square. They were game for anything, the money Todd was waving around. They hit each other head-on with a sickening crunch. Every policeman for miles rushed to see what was happening, and as they ran, Todd signalled the driver of the balloon taxi which whipped away and with the camera turning, got the last shot. What patriotism cost me At one point in my career, after having been right at the top, I just didn’t know where the next film was coming from. For eighteen months I really thought I was finished. Up to a point it was my own fault. As a British subject — I still am and always will be, even though I live abroad — when the war started I became very excited about the whole thing, started to wave a sword wildly and took myself off to Britain to fight for home and country. Financially the whole expedition was disaster, though I’d do it all over again. Sam Goldwyn, to whom I was under contract at the time, was so annoyed at losing one of his stars by this foolhardy display of patriotism that he promptly suspended me — which meant no pay. And I had to pay my own fare to Europe and back. Later, when America joined in the war, Jimmy Stewart, Henry Fonda, Ty Power, Clark Gable and other stars went into the forces and their studios continued to pay a portion of their salaries to their wives. But the Nivens never received a penny throughout the entire war. I was away for six and one-half years, and when I came back Goldwyn insisted on taking up my contract where we had left off. I still had five more years to go. I wasn’t exactly happy about the films he was putting me in, and rebelled violently. And worse, I believed my own publicity . . . that I was God’s gift to Hollywood. So one day I stormed into Goldwyn’s office, and demanded to be released from my contract. He looked up and said — “Right, you’re Does your palm read “Romantic Rendezvous”? Do your soft hands say“Angel Skin”? Look at your palm. If your heartline reaches all the way across your hand, you’ll know great love. (Crossbreaks mean heartaches.) Now look at the rest of your hands. Are they honeymoon soft and beautiful? Will they always be young hands — lovely to look at, tempting to touch? The promise is there with all-new Angel Skin by Pond’s. The precious moisturizers in Angel Skin work deep down to relieve redness and roughness — help keep your hands soft, predictably beautiful ! all new try pink lotion, or cream for extra dry skin, 33{f to $ 1 .25 plus tax p 85