Modern Screen (Aug-Dec 1943)

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Between-scene strategy on "Casablanca" set, with H. Bogart and Ingrid tracing war on wall-sized maps! Ingrid clicks radio on at home before doffing hat! First time Selznick called Sweden to talk to Ingrid, he was told Miss Bergman was busy. Later learned she was having baby! Selznicks girl Friday, sent abroad later to sign Swedish star, was amazed to find apple-cheeked, teen-ish looking girl. (CONTINUED) Ingrid was too young for such liberal views. All children went to school. She must go, too. Opera was Father's delight. When Ingrid was old enough, he took her to "Haensel and Gretel." She sat through it politely, but it didn't really speak to her heart. Unwilling to hurt Father, she could tell him with truth that the music was beautiful. But the people, she thought privately, looked pretty silly. One night he took her to the theater. By now she'd met many plays in books, and she'd heard of the theater, yet she never associated the two. Theater was a word, as opera had been a word before she saw "Haensel and Gretel." The curtain went up. Not knowing what to expect, she couldn't at first believe her senses. These grown-up people seemed to be doing what she had been doing all these years for fun. For two hours she hung, transported, from the edge of her seat. When it was over, and Father touched her arm, she saw him through a haze. Her pulses throbbed and her brain was a tumult. This was something to be taken seriously, then. Not a game for children, but something you could do in the world. She knew that one day she d have to do something in the world. Father wanted her to sing. But if she could act! If all her life she could pla\ this wonderful game! "That's what I want. Father." she babbled on the wa\ home. "That's where I want to go. that's what I want to do." He smiled. He didn't say yes or no. just smiled. Al 11, children want to be all kinds of things -pirates, policemen, fairy princesses. He continued to smile al her persistence through the months that followed. Sometimes he'd say, "It would be much nicer if you sang. Once he said, "We'll see." But mostly he was amused. Not Aunt Ellen, though. Aunt Ellen was shocked to the core. "An actress! Justus, you shouldn't even let her say such things!" Justus Bergman died when his daughter was 12, and for a time her life ended with his. She went through the listless motions of living, but they made no sense. Houses and people and I Continued on page 28 1 2(> MODERN SCREEN