Talking Screen (Sep-Oct 1930)

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MAURICE CHEVALIER ON LOVE By MAURICE CHEVALIER He has been called a Lothario, but Maurice merely shrugs his shoulders and smiles. "I am happily married," he says, "and have no further aspirations toward the ladies; besides, I'm not the Great Lover if you please." This fascinating Frenchman who has been ballyhooed as the screen's foremost exponent of personality appeal tells in intimate detail just what he really thinks of the two greatest of all subjects — women and love I HAVE been called a "ladies' man." It isn't true. I am happily married, and have no further aspirations toward feminity. Moreover, one thing I wish to avoid is classification among the sheiks of the screen. I am not known as a great lover in my own country. Nor, indeed, in any of the lands which have permitted me to entertain them. And I have no desire to be a Hollywood Lothario. It has always been my ambition to appear on the screen or stage exactly as I am this moment. Just a fellow from the street. A chap from the boulevards. Very much like yourself. Or, if you are a girl, very much like your boy-friend. I am not what you call "cuh-razy" about playing the role of Prince or Count. Not even that of a lover. I want to be Chevalier. Thus far it has not been altogether possible. But you shall see me as myself in my new talkie, The Playboy of Paris. But even though I decline the compliment of being called a ladies' man, I have not hesitated to observe the American girls during my residence in America. How could it be otherwise.-* They are so easy to look at, even a blind man must see. . Yes, I think they differ in many respects from the girls of France. Please don't tell them so in Paris — but I believe American girls are more beautiful. The most beautiful I have seen in any of my travels. But, au contrahe, I think the girls of France have greater charm! Why? Because they are more feminine. More mysterious. To me it seems an error for womanhood to debase itself to "equality" with man. There seems Httle gain in woman being the "boss." And, of course, she is just that in America. In Here's Maurice beside the swimming pool at his home in Cannes, France. In Hollywood the Chevaliers live in a small apartment, and Maurice spurns luxurious cars for his little Ford roadster. 39