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

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Get it today at any good store. ^BLONDEX THE BLONDE HAIR SHAMPOO another contract, that she'd had enough of contracts and the way in which they can sting you to death with "B's." "There I was wrong," said Ann. "I did say that but then I realized that I might have to wait too long between pictures, might not be able to find the right kind of parts. Also, I specially like M-G-M and I figured that, having an investment in me, they would keep their story-eyes open for me. So I signed. "And now, with the last rounds behind me, some lost, some won, where am I? What have I learned? What am I? "Well, I've certainly learned the value of money. A value I didn't have before. It's when the money isn't coming in that you get the hang of it. For one long year the money wasn't coming in. I've learned how "important" you are here in Hollywood while you are on top, how unimportant you can become. Much has been written of overnight success, little about overnight failure. I could write a tasty little book on that untender topic. You've seen a magician take a rabbit out of his hat? Yes, but have you ever seen him put the rabbit back again? I was that put-back rabbit. "I've learned who my real friends are. I'm no mathematician but a child of three could do that sum in addition for me — it adds up to five. SO much for that. Now let's begin with the Sothern face. It's not too bad as a composite," laughed Ann. "But analyze it and what have you got? My eyes are my best feature. But I look too healthy. And my face belies my entire character. I'm not like my face!" As Ann said this, a chord was struck in my memory and I remembered Jean Harlow saying the same thing to me one distant day. Odd, I thought, here is another link in common between the little Harlow and the little Sothern. It is said that Ann will make some of the stories bought for Jean and that Ann may use Jean's dressing-room. Ann is thought to be so much like Jean, especially in that very "humanness" of which Ann speaks. Ann, like Jean, has that "common touch" which makes the whole world her kin. "I've yet to meet anyone," Ann was saying, "who, an hour after we've said 'how do' hasn't told me, 'You're not one bit the way I expected you to be!' They always add, with varying degrees of diplomacy, that they had expected me to be stupid, silly, frivolous, stuck-up. I don't blame 'em. 1 know why. My nose goes up. A person with a going-up nose is never taken seriously! My mouth is curly, has a permanent wave. You just don't expect words of wisdom to issue from a curly mouth. I have a manner of holding my head which is a bit on the snooty side. I look like a — well, like one of those frilly, useless, sort of bumbly dolls flung down on gold-fringed, lace-dripping cushions, a thing of swansdown and white rose perfume — ach! "But I'm not snooty, however, and that's to the good, I'd say. For everyone that it pays to be snooty in this business, there are ten others it pays off." I was recalling the day that Roger came home from his first day at Columbia, how he laughed and said that instead of everyone greeting him, they'd all chorused, "How is Ann?" Not the stars, directors and producers, but the grips, electricians, props, all the boys and girls Ann calls by their first names, as they do her. I was recalling how, on the sets, Ann's best friends are always the character women, Mary Boland, Jessie Ralph, Billie Burke, Helen Broderick — character women and women of character. Perhaps that's why. I was remembering how, just the other day, they'd told me at the studio, with positive awe in their voices, that Ann had posed for stills mounted on a merrygo-round horse. They'd been trying for years to get a star to pose on a merrygo-round steed! Ann's stock soared eleven points because of it. "Soft, fluffy, dolly . . ." Ann was now murmuring to herself, consideringly. "No, I'm not. I won't say that I'm a Master Mind but I do read a book — almost every day. I read all of Paul de Kruif's books. I have an insane curiosity about medicine, I told you that. I'm terribly interested in psycho-analysis. But," she sighed, "I can't get an analyst to analyze me. I'm so disgustingly normal. I drag out all my little dreams and hope to get a rise but not a thing. I'm not a softie. Let there be an accident anywhere, moans, blood, and I'm Sothernon-the-spot. Then I promptly faint. Yeah, I know. All I'm trying to do is get a line on myself, as regards my work. And all this leads to is that I won't need a double for any of the rough stuff, the tough spots. I'm no 'fraidy-cat! "I'm not torn asunder by conflicting elements in my life, either. I won't give the studio a stroke by suddenly deciding that my place is 'in the home.' I know what I want more than anything in the world — my career. I want it even more than I want happiness. I'd give up anything for it, if I had to. So I tell myself, but sometimes I wonder. I'm not particularly domestic. I'm an excellent housekeeper, that I admit. I see to it that things run smoothly, comfortably, the way we like them run. I'm a coatputter-awayer, a closet-straightener, a linen-counter. But I can't cook a lick. I really admire Hedy Lamarr, by the way, for her knack at scrambling eggs! "I'm a good business woman in some ways, in other ways I'm just 'a song at twilight.' I'm shrewd, I guess that's what you'd call it. The studio won't have to appoint a guardian for me to prevent me from buying phony stock in gold mines. I am terrible about living within my income. But I am swellelegant about putting away money for my income tax. I won't get any front page publicity on that score! I watch the dollars," chuckled Solution to Puzzle on Page 14 92