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They are, beginning at the top, Jetta Coudal, , . Corinne Griffith, Leatrice
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^K -' Pola Negri, Eve South
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^r "TTF THEK the camera stops grinding, does the \^ leading lady stop acting? She does not.
These lovely stars of the screen firmament, whose tears course down their cheeks in gentle streams while the orchestra plays "Hearts and Flowers," do not confine their histrionics 'to the studio.
Some of their best dramatic work is done while an interviewer is present. For some reason, the stars, particularly the feminine of the species, have always insisted upon looking on interviewers as gullible innocents.
They set the stage for an interview as carefully as Flo Ziegfeld builds up Marilyn Miller's first entrance in a musical show.
Clara Bow, for instance, is pretty good at that sort of thing. Poor Clara, usually so frank, has had some sad experiences with interviewers. She would be just herself and then when the interview appeared there would be some uncompHmentary things said about her.
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So, of late, Clara has been posing just a little bit for the writers. The last time I saw her she insisted that Papini's "Life of Christ" simply thrilled her beyond words.
Just to make a thoroughly good job of it, this flaming youth told me very earnestly that she hadn't been inside of a cafe for more than a year — that she would far rather take a ride in an open car with just the "lovely stars overhead."
If anyone but Mary Pickford had said this, I would have considered it a good piece of acting and probably burst into applause, but Mary has the reputation of being the soul of sincerity.
The conversation had drifted to death and the life hereafter. It was one of those cold, drizzling winter days, so the topic was more or less in keeping with the elements.
Mary as a Cloud
"VY/hv should people dread death?" Mary asked. "It
'^ must be a beautiful experience. I hope that in the Hereafter I will not be hampered with a body. I would like to be a fleecy cloud, or just a rose-colored light."
Harold Lloyd and Mildred Davis have a big house in Los Angeles,, but plans are afoot for a very grand castle on a hilltop. It is to be staggeringly expensive and as huge as a state capitol building.
So mammoth is everything to be that Harold and Mildred are beginning to be worried, for they are essentially home folks. Mildred expressed her fears somewhat naively not long ago.
"Now I think forty-seven rooms and twelve baths is a little too large for a home, don't you ?"
Then she affirmed positively that she wouldn't mind