Close-Up (Jul-Dec 1928)

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CLOSE UP That same week I wandered into the office of a lad}' of the press : a certain Miss Louella Parsons, Movie Chatter reporter for the Hearst chain of newspapers. I told her about a storv^ I had for Greta Garbo, and two days later I found that I was an "ambitious writer with more courage than common-sense" in coming to Holh^vood on "spec". She told me in great confidence that Pola Negri lived at the swagger Ambassador Hotel, a fact known to everyone in Los Angeles. I next went down to Metro-Goldwyn at Culver City. There I got in without a letter. Perhaps my very English accent helped. Yes, they were looking for stories for Miss Garbo. Send something in. Intermission for starvation act. Then I sat down and wrote in about thirt}' pages a detailed story suitable for the talents of Greta Garbo before the dud> of Hollywood got hold of her. (I had onh seen her in one film : Joyless Street, and was completely ignorant of her artistic "ruin"). This time, at Metro-Goldwyn, I w^as shunted off on to a certain Mr. Harris. Before I had made two steps into his office he had decided that I was a useless "high-brow", and began telling me w^hat was the trouble with such fellows as myself. Also, was m.}^ story a "costume" story, for, so said Mr. Harris, "the public doesn't want costume stories". As a matter of fact Metro was on the point of producing a Baroness Orczy story of the i6th. century. I informed him that my story was by no means a high-brow affair, that it was merely a modern re-hash of Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet", the most famous love story in the world. But this did 28