Silver Screen (Nov 1938-Apr 1939)

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OCT -6 1938 (£^1B 393204 REFLECTING the MAGIC of HOLLY\VOOI> NOVEMBER, 193 8 Volume Nine Number One Eliot Keen Editor Elizabeth Wilson Lenore Samuels Frank J. Carroll Western Editor Assistant Editor Art Director CONTENTS STORIES AND ARTICLES Page PICTURE-STEALERS SPOTTED Ed Sullivan 16 PROJECTION OF VIRGINIA BRUCE. . . . . Elizabeth Wilson 18 RADIO AT THE GAME Ruth Arell 20 SCOUTING FOR TALENT Julian Ralph Walkxey 22 "YOU'RE A BETTER MAN THAN I AM" Edward Hillis 24 THE HOLLYWOOD DERBY Whitney Williams 26 THE HABIT OF SUCCESS William Boehnel 28 TREASURED MEMORIES Gladys Hall 30 ■ TRICKS OF THE TRADE" Leon Surmelia.n 32 ANN HOW! . . Alyce Shupper 34 CAN YOU WRITE? LETTER CONTEST 51 HE DELIVERS THE GOODS Robert Joseph 52 TROUBLE FROM. BROADWAY Stephen Williams 53 FIGHTING MEN— AND NO FOOLIN' Gordon R. Silver 56 MONTHLY FEATURES THE OPENING CHORUS 5 TIPS ON PICTURES .. 6 THANKSGIVING DINNER Ruth Corbin S PERSONALITY FOR SALE! Mary Lee 12 TOPICS FOR GOSSIPS 15 PICTURES ON THE FIRE S. R. Mook 58 REVIEWS OF PICTURES 62 A MOVIE FAN'S CROSSWORD PUZZLE Charlotte Herbert 82 THE FINAL FLING Eliot Keen 82 ART SECTION 35-50 PICTURS-STSAURS SPOTTEO CAN YOU WRITE? -MONEY PiMZK The cover of this issue is rich in personality and beauty. A pastel portrait of Virginia Bruce, painted by Marian d Stone, is shown against a scene still from her new picture, "There Goes My Heart." In the new film. Fredric March has the part opposite Virginia, and he -is shoivn in the scene still. Virginia Bruce is one of the outstanding girls of Hollywood. She's "different" and differs from the other stars in her own particular fashion. In this issue you will find a "Projection" of Virginia — a story filed with clever observation, entertainingly written by Elizabeth Wilson. V. G. Heimbueher, President Paul C. Hunter, Vice President and Publisher D. H. Lapham, Secretary and Treasurer SILVER SCREEN. Published monthly bv Screenland Magazine. Inc., at 45 West 45th Street. New York, N. Y. Advertising Offices: 45 West 45th St., New York; 410 North Michigan Ave., Chicago; 530 W. Sixth St., Los Angeles, Calif. Manuscripts and drawings must be accompanied by return postage. They will receive careful attention but Silver Screen assumes no responsibility for their safety. Yearly subscriptions $1.00 in the United States, its dependencies, Cuba and Mexico; $1.50 in Canada; foreign $1.60. Changes of address must reach us five weeks in advance of the next issue. Be sure to give both the old and new address. Entered as second class matter, September 23. 1030, at the Post Office, New Y'ork, N. Y"., under the act of March 3. 1870. Additional entry at Chicago. Illinois. Copyright 1938 by Screenland Magazine. Inc. Printed in the U. S. A. MEMBER AUDIT BUREAU OF CIRCULATIONS The Opening Chorus A LETTER FROM LIZA EAR BOSS: As I wrote you, "The Game" (called by some "Indications," called by others "Quotations," and called by me simply hell) where you have to act out things while people insult the living daylights out of you made a regular recluse out of me. After I had ruined my best lame wriggling over the floor on my stomach trying to do "the early bird catches the worm," while Claudette and Carole made cracks about my acting ability, I decided to hole in with a huff until Hollywood stopped playing that revolting game. (I'm not paid to act and by golly I won't act). Having been assured by my friends that the most rabid exhibitionists were bored with the game at last, and it was safe to go places, I ventured out one Sunday recently to the MacRaymonds, lured there by promises of waffles, maple syrup, and new porch furniture. I got "Cartoons." "Cartoons," in case you care, is the same thing as "The Game," except that now instead of trying to act out something while dimwits guess, you have to draw it instead. There were two tables, each trying to beat the other's time record, and I, who can't even draw a straight line, landed right at the table with Jeanette and Gene, and Nelson Eddy and Hedda Hopper. Jeanette dashed up to the leader who handed her, and John Mack Brown from the other table, a slip of paper. One glance at it and she was back at the table drawing like something mad. She drew a circle with curlicues on it, and then inside the big circle a little circle with a note of music coming out of it. "Jeanette MacDonald," veiled Nelson, and rushed for his slip of paper. He drew a small dancing figure, then a postcard, and then a clock. "Having a Wonderful Time," shouted Gene, and we were two up on the other table. Gene then dashed for his slip of paper and tore off what resembled a map of the United States. Up there, where the Great Lakes and Illinois should be he made a dot, and before he could even spread on a little fire and smoke Jeanette guessed "In Old Chicago." Well, I must say, by. then I was beginning to enter into the spirit of things and when Jeanette drew a fan I (who know about things like that) screamed "Sally Rand." And when Nelson guessed "Jezebel" from a hoop skirt I drew which looked like a bag of potatoes and a Colonial house that no Southerner would recognize, I was as pleased as punch. Our side struck a snag though when Hedda had to do "Edgar Bergen and Charlie McCarthy." That thing on Edgar's knee looked more like a wart than Charlie. It threw us for a complete loss. Q EDITOR'S NOTE (She's got something there and you may as ivell share in the fun. So— in the next issue, you will find an article on "Games" enabling you to pep up your holiday parties the Hollywood way.)