Modern Screen (Jan-Dec 1960)

Sad Divorce fast doesn't seem possible that / Love isn't true anymore and that the end of was the most popular TV show of all also sees the end of the marriage bet Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz. Of : ■he — orried stories :: Hollywood this : many ways the — est iontost: redheuued girl with z great sense :: ; ay zzz z Zzzzz with z tunny accent were, respectively, hits and then flc; Hollywood, went on to build up an pire of fame and finance that has no Tie whole world caught its breath ■ TV brought such ' and fortune and Lucy that they casually boughSi 1.000,000 the old ~RKO Studio which once fired Desi. one mucn .:ve; cntiareo. _~r.a r.cx or. = : nineteen colorful, explosive, unbelievable, tempestuous their marriage was neve: quiet) years it's ended in the big nothingness : I know Lucille well and I know she tried, tried, tried to keep this marriage together She loved Desi — she probably still loves him But Desi is, well — Desi. Hot-headed, fun loving, nightclub-addicted, too easily flat tered, cften foolish, but also sometimes sweet D-d appealing. New that it is all ever 1 wender what he will do without that always extended helping-hand and heart of the She has gone to New York (later the children will join her) to build a new life. Desi? He rem cms in Hollywood, the boss cf their TV company, and he has, well — that Sll, 000,000 studio he acquired because "I L-cve-c Lucy." Lucille forces a dren. Lucy and the camera. The chaparents are divorcing. Liz' Latest Injury Elizabeth Taylor had expected to ciace oat with Eddie Fisher to pick up her "best actress" award at the Foreign Press Dinner in person. But she and Eddie, the day before, had made a hurried trip to Philadelphia to visit his mother who has been quite ill. Entering a cafe where they had gone for a bite of dinner, Liz slipped on the ice and strained her ankle. Her New York movie, BufferfieJd 8, which she s making with Eddie end Laurence Harvey had just been shut down bee -use of the actors' strike. Ii anything good could be said tc be coming oui of all this trouble it is that the delay revs Liz z chance ic nurse her injured cnkle. I nominate for STARDOM Margo Moore Believe me, a beauty! Because she has rr.cce enly two pictures (Hound Dog Man and Wake Me When It's Over) she isn't always recognized when she walks into a nightclub or restcurant. But you know she's there. You ccr. hecr the murmurs, "Who is she?" And then, "She looks like Grace Kelly." She does — but she doesn't appreciate the compliment. "I dont want to be a 'poor man's cnybody,' " she begs. Also, despite her success as a model she doesn't admit to being "a model turned actress." She says, "Acting was always my goaL I studied dramatics in college, and later in New York, and I turned to modeling only to pay for my lessons until I was equipped tc seek work." Recently she has made the gossip columns as an item with smart young producer Boh Rcdnitz whose current hit is A Dog of Flanders. Neither dates anyone else — yet she skirts a definite marriage date. "I suppose you might describe our situation as being engaged to be engaged," Margo smiles. It will be her second marriage and she has a five-year-old son named Dcrryl by her first husband. The boy lives with Margo in an apartment in Beverly Hills. "I couldn't* bear to have him uwuy from me." she explains. She was born Marguerita Guarnerius in Chicago on a certain April 29th, but attended the University of Indiana for her schooling. She is grateful that her successful modeling career led her to Hollywood with time off for TV in between. She did commercials as well as drama on TV. and likes it. But she Jcves motion pictures. And her 20th Century-Fox bosses are sure you are going to love Margo, the cool, greyblue eyed, intelligent blonde who locks and acts a great deal like a one-time Miss Kelly, at Hollywood. Poor Liz, pr'tals—thi in and out of hosme for her ankle.