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Talks
By GEORGE KENT SHULER, Publtsher
WHEN talkies bounced into Hollywood, the American movie lost two irreplaceable attractions— fast action and Emil Jannings. Word seeps out, from heretofore reliable sources, that Jannings has learned his English lessons and will return in January. Does anyone know when we can expect fast action back'
ARY Nolan fell asleep in a boat at Arrowhead
Lake, and awakened with a severe case of sunburn. She was rushed to a hospital. There she was visited by a Federal narcotic mspector, brought thither by the affidavits of two nurses that Miss Nolan's arms were "full of punctures from hypodermic needles." The inspector examined her carefully, "failed to find a single needle mark." The case was dropped. At this writing, the sequel has not been printed. Hut we devoutly hope that the nurses or whoever gave them their little idea get all that is coming to them.
THE Queen has abdicated and the castle doors are open" is Hollywood's way of saying that Mary Pickford is chumming with Hollywood once more. I here are also signs that there is another abdication in the making. Mary has begun disbanding the staff she has had about her for several years, and United Artists announce that her future films, if any, will not be made by her as an individual star-producer, but under their auspices. Doug, she explains, wants to withdraw from financing and making talkies and she does not want to carry the financial burden alone. Much as we dislike the conclusion, it looks like the beginning ot the end for two of moviedom's longest-reigning favorites.
THE latest silliest change in a movie title is that of the Broadway stage success, " The Command
to Love." Objectionable to the Hays office under this title, the show can go on as "The Boudoir Diplomat." No little eight-year-olds could possibly guess from this that the play is the least bit naughty.
IT looks as if there is some hope for John Gilbert in .his next talkie, "Way for a Sailor." For one thing, his voice has improved under the expert coaching of Dr. P. Mario Marafioti. For another thing, he will not be a romantic dandy in officer's brass buttons; he will wear dungrrees. And the dialogue is being written by such censor baiters as Laurence Stallings, responsible for"The Big Parade"; Charles McArthur, co-author of "The Front Page"; and Jim Tully vou know Jim Tully. Virility at all costs IS the watchword and a good one.
MOVIES a few of us would like to see: Clara Bow in something giving her a chance to act. Remember her in the pre-Glyn days in "Down to the Sea in Ships" (no relation to "The Fleet's In" and "True to the Navy")? Gloria Swanson in peasant's clothes. A gangster story in which the Big Shot is neither noble nor educated.
A spy story in which love does not complicate the complications.
Zasu Pitts in a leading role.
THE half-pint golf courses, renting out putters and colored golf balls on every vacant lot from Conev Island to Catalina Island, are giving the movie showmen a bad jolt. They are, in fact, panicky— talking of converting failing theaters into indoor country clubs, el cetera. All of which seems dreadfully unnecessary. America docs not want golf so much as it wants good mox ies. (Please place the emphasis on the good.)
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