Modern Screen (Dec 1931 - Nov 1932 (assorted issues))

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Photograph by Russell Ball GRETA'S THWARTED AMBITION By LILLIAN SHIRLEY For years Greta Ni'ssen worked to perfect herself in one of the higher arts. All, apparently, to no avail HE bright and golden things of life — success, beauty, money, position, adulation — don't always bring happiness; not even in Hollywood, the secret Mecca of Everywoman's desire. An old story, eh? Well, perhaps so, but there is Greta Nissen — A born dancer, trained to it from the age of six, the dance fills Greta's soul, is close to being her religion, and the Fates have turned her into an actress with little or no opportunity to do the thing she fought and suffered to acquire. If that be tragedy, there it is. That's why 78 she feels that somehow life has tricked her. That's why she chafes, rebels beneath her calm. That's why this lovely Norwegian of the deep blue eyes, the pale gold hair, the skin of the texture of fine-spun silk, carries with her the undercurrent of frustration that tinges all she does. Not that she is grieving, sorrowful, gloomy, uninterested or lacking in her work. She's far from that with all her vivid energy, charm, gaiety and verve — but one can't be with her ten minutes without discovering the tiny canker at the core of her success. "Why do you look at me — so?" she asked suddenly,