Motion Picture Classic (Jul-Dec 1930)

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Them Over By DOROTHY MANNERS He has been having a swell time again: to some, camera work gives inflated craniums, but not Ma urice Chevalier. You can see above what "The Love Parade" and "The Big Pond " have done for him. And the more he works, the bigger hands he gets She ponders her risibilities: Sally Eilers (right) — the girl Florenz Ziegfeld picked as the pick of Hollywood — is all set for some high flying, as Buster Keaton's leading lady in what they say will be a high comedy of war THE cameraman on Richard Dix's picture receives daily letters and telegrams from a woman in the East, demanding that he keep an eye on Richard and report to her what he is doing. The lady contends that she and Rich are "soul-mates." One frantic air-mail, specialdelivery letter wanted to know if he had seemed absentminded and rather sad at the exact hour of 2:15 p.m. on the previous Wednesday. It seems that the lady herself had been weeping about that time, and she craved to know if Richard was equally affected. Just another one of those things with which movie actors have to contend. JOAN CRAWFORD entertaining her family and young Doug's mother at a family-group dinner at the Roosevelt. Winnie Lightner falling do'um the steps on a Warner Brothers set and tearing the skin off both knee-caps. Florenz 7Jegfeld and Samuel Goldn-yn escorting the Hurrell wealthy Baron de Rothschild about the United Artists lot. William Haines snatching a hamburger between scenes and calling it lunch. Betty Compson and Glenn Hunter suspected as our newest romance. SAID a perfectly strange young man, walking up to Irene Delroy, as she finished a scene: "Pardon me, but are you the Irene Delroy who had an affair with my cousin back in Kansas City.?" "Good Heavens, no!" gasped Irene, nearly bowled over, and all agog. "Well, I just wanted to be sure," politely explained the stranger. "He's looking for that girl. He wants to marry her and do right by her. I thought if you were the one. you might be interested." And with that, he graciously walked away. Honesty is the pest policy. 43