Modern Screen (Dec 1938 - Nov 1939 (assorted issues))

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Peppier, Grand Rapids, Mich. Leo Carrillo It is with sympathy that I read of the objections certain film actors have toward being typed. Basil Rathbone and Robert Montgomery are two actors who have given voice to their complaints in that respect, but I cannot recall having once seen a written complaint by the actor in Hollywood who has the most reason to complain. I refer to Leo Carrillc. No matter what the story, Leo Carrillo enacts the same character in each picture — a good natured, lovable, kind-hearted foreigner. Now while I am very fond of Mr. Carrillo on the screen, I am getting just a little bit tired of constant repetition. Surely an actor of Carrillo's ability could be given an opportunity to portray a variety of characters instead of being permitted to fall into a rut. — Hannah Hannay, Gisborne, New Zealand. Bona Fide Westerns I want old-fashioned Westerns With heroes rough and tough Where bold, bad villains roam the range And gamble on a bluff. Where white sombreros heroes scorn For an old ten-gallon hat, And handkerchiefs aren't made of silk (I'm sick of stuff like that.) And please, just one without a car A horse instead is fine. And when the votes come pouring in Among them will be mine. — Ethel Johnston, Portland, Oregon. Bob Young What's the matter with Robert Young? Why doesn't Hollywood open up its eyes? Bob has good looks the same as Taylor, Gable, Boyer, Power and all the others. He can be a real actor only Hollywood won't give him a chance! The people get tired of seeing Bob in those second fiddle pictures. In "Navy, Blue and Gold" Bob revealed what he could do in the line of good acting. Give him a real dramatic part for a change and see what a hit he'll be. — Bertha Donner, Pasadena, Calif. what key. Or I may go into my imitation of Al Jolson or feel the call to give a Barrymore monologue. But I can't be depended upon for either or even both and that's what I mean, never be dependable at a party or something. Never do card tricks, imitate the call of birds, ring door-bells or pinch your hostess unless one of these calls comes over you, suddenly. NEVER have scheduled entertainers. The point is to let your guests be entertainers since they are sure to think themselves funnier than any entertainers you could possibly provide for them. The thing is to just get downstairs with that little piano, Groucho and four other people and there you are. "Food is really only important when there isn't any. It is revolting to have to eat at such and such a time, in such and such a room, with such and such a fork and knife. Of course, if you can have foreign food! Some of the best parties in Hollywood are given by the Ernst Lubitsches, the Dimitri Tiomkins (Mrs. T. is Albertina Rasch) where Russian food is served or the parties the Jean Hersholts give where Danish food is served and everyone yells 'Scheie!' or something. Charlie Butterworth gives good, little parties, too. "Huge parties," said Frank firmly, "are wakes. Carpets of gardenias and your names announced and all that. Great things with the Zanucks over there and the Mayers over here and agents or something in between! Twenty or twenty-five people," said Frank, "is about the limit. No Life of the Party who considers his Art wants to play to a hippodrome. "There are certain things, too," Frank said, mournfully, "which 'condition' the Life of the Party. In my own case, if I am not up to my nippiest notch, you can be sure it's razor blades. What I mean is what kills me is when people steal my razor blades. Admitted, you can buy 'em, five hundred for ten cents, but it's the principle of the thing. It's that feeling of fury and frustration when you know that there were twenty there yesterday and where are they today? "Or when my manager shows us the prospectus of last year's expenditures, or something! I am terribly extravagant. I believe you'll find that every Life of the Party is. We all stay up so late nights, you know, we haven't time to figure. Anyway, we are both terribly extravagant, my wife and I. When the bills come in, I holler my head off but I'm just hollering to Little Sir Echo. No one listens to me because most of them are my own. We don't want to see the year's prospectus. We don't look at it, we throw it away. No Life of the Party should be thieved of his razor blades or be made to look at prospectuses. THE Life of the Party," said Frank, "shouldn't take life seriously. Now, I don't. No, really I don't. I have those terribly serious spells, but they only last half a minute. When I'm having them I just pace the floor and don't talk. I am serious about one or two things in life, of course. I'm very serious about my work. You have to work, or don't you? I do." For six minutes, Frank was very serious indeed as he talked about his work — how he sometimes wishes he could have lived two distinct lives, one life where he might have stayed in the theatre following up his "serious" success in "Topaze" with other equally pithy and poignant parts; how he worries because only about fifteen per cent of anything he can do in Hollywood is "nice," the rest, piffle; how he wants very much to remain on the air because he feels his recent parts in pictures have been too few and too feeble. He went on, "Yes, I'm very serious 90