Close Up (Oct 1920 - Aug 1923)

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14 SCREENING WHERE THE SCREENING’S GOOD Broadsides By ARGUS A new one by Ben Wilson: “LOVE LEXICON OF A MOTORIST” Love: When the spark plug is hitting pretty. Marriage: Parking space for a heart. Divorce: The repair shop. Alimony: The bill. An old owl out by one of theroadhouses said: “Well, I’m not the only one who is up all night.” Harry Carter must have credit for this one. * * * William Sullivan has just heard that the baseball players are apt to strike this summer — but not for higher wages. * * sk Some people are so dumb they think you get milk from the creamatory. Otto Lederer always has one ready. * * * Some girls have the face of angels, exclaims Bertram Bracken; and then they speak! * * * Mrs. O’Brien in Hollywood attends mass regularly — this is as it should be — as she originally came from the masses. * * * C. L. Theuerkauf does a ditty. Fellow said he couldn’t raise the ante in a poker game because his uncle was too tight. * * * Many a wild Chicken goes wild over her Thanksgiving Turkey. This from Harry Beamont. * * * A street car conductor said he had a good line for a girl. Lige Conley does a joke before breakfast. * * * Norman Taurog sent in the following— “There was a man so crazy about ‘Janes’ that he founded a Janetown — in Gerania.” * * * One of the colored boys who works for Jack White had a spotlight turned on him, and someone said that it was a little light on a dark subject. A NEW FISH STORY If you happen to see a tall, thin, solemn-looking man walking down Broadway or Hollywood boulevard, with a gold-fish bowl filled with water hanging from one of his hands, don't think he’s doing it on a bet, or is being initiated into some sort of U. R. A. D. F. secret society, because he’s doing nothing of the kind. The reason is that the elongated comedian, who is Victor Potel, himself, walked on the lot at the Robertson-Cole studio yesterday and proceeded to tell all and sundry a sundry a fish story; so rank, in fact, was the story that the fish must have been dead. However, to proceed — Victor awoke from one of Abou Ben’s well known deep dreams of peace yesterday morning; yawned lazily, stretched and slowly climbed out of bed . He craved water; cold, wet water, and went to the kitchen to get it. Half asleep, he raised the glass to his lips, took a large mouthful, and suddenly spat it out. Wide awake now, he glanced down into the sink, to see a small minnow, perhaps an inch long, wriggling about. Well, Vic told the story. His associates gave him the order of the raspberry— blah, blah, blah. And now Vic is carrying the fish around in a gold-fish globe, to prove to his friends and other skeptical persons that the fish story wasn’t one of his highly paid press agent’s dreams. THROUGH WITH OPERATIONS Viola Dana, Metro star who is resting at her home following an operation for appendicitis, was asked how she enjoyed having her appendix removed. “Well, it could have been worse,” she replied, “but I’ll never have it done again.” There was a part open the other day for someone to act as a fool. Some very good actors acted foolish and refused the part. Bemie Durning handed this one in. * * * It’s a lucky strike when you notice smoke going heavenwards, exclaims Val Paul. * * * Wallace Beery has to tell one. A bathing girl’s motto: “Be it ever so nice, there’s no form like your own.” PLAIN KIDDING Kid parties are all the rage in Hollywood. Paris started the vogue some time ago and Douglas MacLean and Edith Roberts have introduced it to the screen colony. MacLean and Miss Roberts recently had to purchase children’s outfits for several scenes in “The Sunshine Trail,” Thomas H. Ince’s new comedy drama. When stories of the Parisian gambols at Montmartre reached their ears, they decided they would show the film Capitol a few things and staged a clever kid party at MacLean’s home. All the guests were required to wear kid costumes. Most of the actresses decided that they looked so “cute” in abbreviated skirts that at least one such party is on the program each week now. These low-down tops on automobiles certainly cover a multitude of sins. Harvey Gates slipped this under the door. * * * Gladys Brockwell submits a joke: “This is beastly weather.” “Well, it must be raining cats and dogs then.” That Chicken A LA TURCQUE DINNER From 5:30 to 9 P. M. Then a MIDNITE TOUCH OF THE ORIENT DANCING and MUSIC at Turkish Village 221*6 W. 4TH ST. Phone Reservations 670-89 PLEASE PATRONIZ E— W HO ADVERTIS E— I N “CLOSE-UP