Motion Picture Classic (Jan-Jun 1929)

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Scars That G lorified Carol Lombard's Features Survived The Motor Crash; Her Soul Didn't By AGNES OMALLHY IUNCE hud a swell idea tor a movie. It \v as about a handsome youth who tried to break into pictures. Nobody paid any attention to hini because he was good looking. Plenty of that commodity in Hollywood. Then he had an accident which marred his beauty and lo! he became a great character actor — with all the wealth and glory that he had expected his Barrymore profile to bring him. Well, the people who buy stones in the studios shook my hand and wished me better luck next time. 1 he idea was too far-fetched. In fact, a little absurd. Not impossible, maybe; but, oh, highly improbable. Well, sir, as Walter Anthony, the sage of the cinema capital is wont to remark, truth is not really stranger than fiction — it is just harder to believe. I will show you. There was once a beautiful and young society f^irl (no foolin') of San Francisco. Name Carol Lombard. Papa Peters (family name) was rich. Carol got everythmg she wanted. She wanted to go into the movies. Unlike most rich parents that we read about, father didn't object. Sd Carol came to Hollywood. Offers of Sorts HER beauty brought her all kinds of offers not including a movie contract. Not even a part. Carol struggled for months on Papa's far allowance, but progressed no further th bathmg suit. Ihe old, old Hollywood story — just one of a thousa beautiful girls about town. Then our heroine had a tragic accident. Scooting ahiiig Hollywood Boulevard one afternoon in her little P^rench puddle-jumper, a nasty big Ford crashed into the puddle-jumper's rear end, knocking Carol into the wind-shield. The shattered glass slashed her face cruelly. It looked as if the beautiful mouth would be disfigured for life. Her upper lip was almost completely severed from her face. in just sixty seconds all hopes for a motion picture career had literally crashed about Carol's head. And the beauty which helps make life so agreeable for a young girl was manifestly gone. Carol wanted to die then. The prospect of readjusting herself to a life without hope, without beauty, was unthinkable. Young people are like that. Carol lay in bed for eight months, under the care of a skilful surgeon. Most of this time she spent strapped to the mattress to prevent the slightest movement which would jar the surgeon's {Continued on pagf 91) r%M ^ Thotuas 45