Motion Picture Classic (Jul-Dec 1930)

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Oh, So Playful! The Boys And Girls Are Very Practical In Their Joking By JACK GRANT NOTHING provokes a true Hollywoodian quite so much as the merest suggestion of Eastern supremacy. If you want a heated argument, just intimate that Florida oranges surpass the California fruit. Or choose real estate or any like topic for debate. Your poor ears will be assailed by more statistics than you might suspect existed outside of the White House. Every man you meet acts like the oldest resident. Some have been here as long as a year. It must be the climate. All of which serves as a preface to the arrival of one Joe Cook. When Cook took his tour to Hollywood, it was for the announced purpose of recording on celluloid his successful stage antics in "Rain or Shme." Word began to get around, soon after his arrival, that the comedian is as completely mad offstage as he is on. Hollywood knew his reputation as an entertainer. It was to learn his proclivities as a host. Joe gave parties to the film fraternity. He received them at his home in stockinged feet. He played all manner of practical jokes on his guests. He provided amusement that stopped at only one thing. Steadfastly, he refused to imitate four Hawaiians. Tales of the Cook estate at Lake Hopatcong, New Jersey, were bandied about. Here, said those who had visited the place, Joe was at his prankish best. It seems that Joe Cook has for years been engaged in collecting "objects smaller than a man's hand." An unparalleled collection, they say. His favorite pastime is assembling a crowd in his trophy room, the walls and ceiling of which are literally covered with thousands of "objects smaller than a man's hand." The game is to guess what Joe might have overlooked in his collection. They seldom catch him. This Cook's Concoctions FOLKS who know Cook intimately never pick up anything lying about his home, regardless of how commonplace it might seem. They have learned by experience that telephones spurt water from transmitters, musical instruments blow clouds of flour over their clothes and the most inoflPensive-appearing things are ofttimes electrically charged. Joe also goes in for trophies that have no practicaljoking effects. As example, a baseball under glass holds prominence on his mantelpiece in the "gag room." A "If it isn't in the window, it's inside": the exterior of Magicland, which supplies the local jokesters with most of their little tricks. Out in front is Murray Rock, who advertises a free ring with every purchase and, bell in hand, makes good Ann Harding is now living in a new house — a fact which obviously calls for some new surprise. This time, the telephone is the instrument of torture. You lift up the receiver, and immediately find yourself embroiled in a maddening conversation 73