Motion Picture Classic (Jul-Dec 1928)

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M 2iTlC-an d-K en They're In ^gain ^,„,^„ 3\4arried Teople Simpljm. Qouldn'tiMake a Succes]f^. of TDivorce BY DOROTHY DONNELL WHEN Marie Prevost solemnly revealed to her best friends that her mind was made up and she was going to get a divorce from Kenneth Harlan, 'it was their cue to shed sympathetic tears and clasp her to their bosoms and murmur, "Poor, poor little girl! Your heart is broken now, but time heals all." The best friends of Marie did nothing of the kind. They burst into peals of laughter and remarked when they could speak for mirth, "Don't be silly!" No one would take Marie's divorce seriously. They wise-cracked about it at the Montmartre, they kidded her about it on the studio set. The newspapers, usually delighted to report all the harrowing details of movie stars' domestic difficulties, printed an account of Marie's presence at the opening of Kenneth's play a week after the divorce proceedings were started. Marie wasn't there, but they took it for granted that she would be. For six years nobody had invited Marie to a party. It was always Marie-and-Ken. "Who's coming.?" "Oh Phyllis Haver and Harrison Ford and Marie-and-Ken!" "Marie-and-Ken phoned they'd be over." The two names, in film circles, went together exactly like bread-and-buttet or gin-and-ginger ale. They had been engaged and married ever since the oldest inhabitant could remember. Six years of devotion in Hollywood equals a golden wedding anywhere else! Other stars might switch boy-friends, 26 Ball exchange husbands and wives and become alimony addicts, but not Marie-and-Ken. They were the local Romeo and Juliet, the movie Married Couple. Deriding Their Divorce OTHER stars might engage in domestic discussions at public cafes and roll upon the floor, pulling each other's hair in the course of the argument. No one had ever seen Marie-and-Ken quarrehng ("Home," says Marie, with her cryptic smile, "is the place for quarrels!"). So wheri Marie Prevost confided that she was going to divorce Ken, her friends merely said, "Don't be silly!" and went on to make it two hearts, or order peche melba or apply their lipstick. Even when the case came up in court, they refused to take it seriously. "Everybody knows," they shrugged, "howcrazy they are about each other. Why they even go on location trips together. When Marie had to make that picture at Del Monte, Ken wasn't working and went along, too. And when he had to go to the mountains, didn't she trail along and rough it in a lumber camp? That divorce will never be made final, you wait and see!" They waited, and they saw Marie living in the Beverly Hills home (with the priceless autographs scrawled over the basement walls) and Kenneth living at the Athletic {Continued on page 8d) 1