Motion Picture Classic (Jul-Dec 1930)

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Just Off the Boulevard Side-Street Slants On A Main-Street To^vn B ^ ^\^\ L T E R R A M S E Y DURING the time when Lew Cody was so ill. and 1 even before that — when the working days were ' few and far between, the exchequer of the Cody family sank quite low. It was one of these times that his faithful old valet came to him with the suggestion that he would like to cut his own salary until Mistah Codie was aworkin' once again. Lew wouldn't hear of it but the colored man demanded the sacrifice. He cut his own salary $40.00 a month. But whatever Lew has lost in the way of luck and health, he has always made up for in fineness and generosity. And so, after the money situation untangled itself, he wanted to put the negro back on his old pay, or even a bit more. The valet vetoed the idea. Absolutely refused— said he had enough to spend — just wanted to be able to work for Lew, that was his aim in life. So it was up to Lew to find some way in which to make the servant take the money. While playing pool one night at the •Athletic Club, he conceived the brilliant idea. The next day he had a table moved out to the house. Now he plays the valet once a week for an hour or so. Colored boys play pool as pool should he played. Lew plays him for five dollars a game and the boy always wins! With everyone in the world crazy about the talkies, it takes a lot of whole-hearted denial on the part of Charlie Chaplin to keep up the illusion that he dislikes them. But he has succeeded in hating them in public to the extent that all believe. Y esterday I saw him standing in front of Henry's Grill talking to the deaf and dumb newsboy. It must have taken him quite some time to become so proficient in the art of talking with the hands — but he certainly does it like a master. Isn't it funny how far a prejudice will drive a genius.^ Street Scene A LITTLE old lady has been playing the role of "sobbing old woman" for the screen for a number of years. She is perfection in that particular part because of her looks — and lately because of her voice. A whining sort of voice. But there isn't a great amount of work for her to do — never more than two or three days a month. De Fresh Air Taxicab Comp'ny, inco'pulated, have moved f'om Hahlem tuh HoUawood, 'n' Amos (Freeman F. Gosden' am sittin' p'etty, 'n' Andy (Charles J. Correll) don' mean it when he say, " Ah's regusted" She must eat. She is, therefore, the only motion picture player who carries a character into everj^day life. When she isn't engaged in the studios, one may often find her on the by ways of Hollywood — playing her same part. She carries a large market basket under her arm for "atmosphere" and uses make-up to make her appear more forlorn. Her game is to accost a person who looks like a little "ready money" with something like this: "Oh, sir . . ." (motion of daubing the eyes with a frayed handkerchief) "I've lost my purse and have no way to get home . . . Could you let me have enough to pay my car fare.? Oh, sir, I didn't mean a dollar! But thank you — God bless you, sir, for helping an old woman." As you have no doubt guessed, she doesn't often receive a five-cent piece for car fare. Most often, at least a dollar bill finds its way into her well-filled pocketbook — hidden in the bottom of the basket. She may get $15.00 a day for her camera work — but I'll bet she loses money while she's doing it. Her income in two blocks, while I was an interested onlooker, was no less than $10.00 and it only took her twenty minutes to consummate the deals! Unlucky in Love SOME fellows have all the luck. Raoul Walsh not only has had a great deal of luck making pictures that the public enjoy, but he has been very fortunate in a lot of other ways. For a long time Walsh has been an enthusiast of Agua Caliente and the ponies. A few days ago he purchased a horse of his own for the sum of $17,000. It was a known fact that it hadn't won a race for a long time — still, the same day he became the owner, the horse won a handicap that paid the owner $30,000 in cash. Two )'ears ago on his honeymoon Walsh won $35,000 over the roulette tables in Caliente. When a Hollywood director turns "yes-man" it is worthy of a story. William de ^Mille, brother of the Bathtub King, is the megaphone wielder of whom I speak. It was one evening out at Bebe Daniels' place. The guests had all enjoyed a very hearty dinner and the dessert was {Continued on page pj)