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IF you have ever seen Zasu Pitts on the screen — and, of course, you have — you must have wondered what she is really hke. You must have thought that no one could be like that, actually.
You must have puzzled over what such a strangeappearing and strange-acting individual thinks and feels and does and is, ofF-screen. How the curious, slightly morbid and altogether plaintive "works" that are Zasu "go 'round."
She isn't like that inside. She is like that outside. A quaint, forlorn little figure in a nifty straight eight roadster.
A Surprise Is In Store For You In The 'R.eal Zasu Pitts
By
GLADYS HALL
An out-of-place little figure in festive carnival Hollywood. For Zasu was born in Parsons, Kansas on January 3, 1900.
She would be born in Kansas and in a tow by the name of Parsons. It fits. No othe birthplace would be conceivable for Zasu She couldn't come from cosmopolitan Nc York or intellectual Boston or diploniati Washington.
And Zasu — from the outside — should be done by Dreiser, and was done by von Stroheim. Zasu — from the outside — is an odd young person. She is like no one I have ever met. She is like no one you have ever met. She is assuredly like no one else on the screen either to-day or yesterday.
The Unreal Zasu
OU would suppose that her interests would be dark and fungus-like growths. Books of morbid psychology. Musings in a muted room. Supernatural rites. Dark, secretive corners. Tears and terrors. The solitary life and the dim things of solitude. You might imagine that little children would cry at the sight of her, animals skulk away, flowers shrink and shrivel. Not at all. We'll come to that later. Zasu says of herself, as regards her picture career, "I am the Help." For she has, of late, played the roles of servant girls. She has served the finest ladies and gents in filmdom, her latest mistress being the beautiful Jeanette MacDonald. She says her screen ladies are kind to her. She also says that she has to keep in a constant state of feeling put-upon and downtrodden. She dares not let a little burst of gaiety escape her. But she doesn't mind being the Help, if she can only give satisfaction.
Zasu is the living embodiment of the truth that comedy and tragedy are akin. A tragic figure in "Greed," a tragicappearing little figure in real life, she is called upon to do comedy in which there is, also, a curiously tragic content. She would prefer to do drama or tragedy, straight. But she is the Help, and if she is to expect good references, "I must do as I am told."
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Below the Surface
ENEATH this elusive and somewhat patheticalh morbid exterior, underneath the futile-seeming {Continued on page 80)
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