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By EDWIN SCHALLERT
CHARLIE CHAPLIN is re turning to Hollywood about the first of June, a n d — ''It's about time!'' exclaim his friends, who are often his severest critics. "The king of the movies has been playing around with European nobility so long that people are forgetting about him. He has become a playboy, a gadabout. But he'd better show up pretty soon where he works, or he won't be king much longer. He'll be a back number."
Chaplin went abroad for four months and he has stayed a full fourteen. He has been feted like a king. No doubt about that. He has been acclaimed and applauded by the populace of London, Paris, Berlin and points between, while Mussolini-like he has bowed to the mob from second-story balconies. He has skied about St. Moritz and has frolicked in the sunny waters of Nice, Monte Carlo, Biarritz and their environs.
Women have figured in his life abroad — and how! And he has not only talked with kings of the royal blood, but has also gone promenading with them. He has dallied with prime ministers, lords and their ladies, and viscounts and viscountesses, and even tete-a-teted with Mahatma Gandhi. He has shot the works in hobnobbing with the idle rich, the bon tons and the nabobs.
A great triumph, all this has been for the moody, baggy-pantsed little laugh-and-tear-maker, who, sixteen 42
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Like Mussolini, Chaplin had to get in the habit of bowing to crowds from balconies. Here's how he did it in Paris
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to eighteen years ago, was a nobody on his native heath. His greatest triumph, indeed— far overshadowing the one that he enjoyed on his previous {rip abroad ten years ago! However, what of it? Has it been worth all the time he has given to it?
There won't be any rose-strewn pathways to greet his return to filmdom. The fatted calf will not be slaughtered to make a holiday for the returning prodigal. The film colony — that is, the vast new film colony brought in by the talkies — will probably just passingly say: "Oh yes, Chaplin's back," and then turn to other and more pressing affairs.
Above, Chaplin tragi-comic little
Will he have to talk now?
"He'll Have to Talk, or Else"
IT seems amazing, but the myth of the Chaplin greatness, so far as Hollywood is concerned, has blown up higher than a kite in the past twelve months. One can scarcely stir up interest in his fame or his fate among the present population. Most of the new inhabitants paid scant attention to the screen in the old days. The fact that the silent films had kings and queens, and that they were really celebrated, means nothing. Motion picture history began, so far as they can see, when
Appropriately enough, one of the places Chaplin visited was the land of Sphinx. He changed his derby for a fez
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the screen began to talk.
There is no long train of reporters, either, mak