My Hollywood diary (1932)

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MY HOLLYWOOD DIARY By the way, all Hollywood is agog as to whether Greta Garbo will turn up at her premiere. Most people think she won't. Sherman was very interesting about old-time actors. He knows London very well. We had quite a long talk about Ethel Levey and Georgette. They bought Pauline Frederick's house up on Sunset, tore down the old rose bowers, built a tiled swimming pool, refitted the house with trick bathrooms, and now they want to sell it or let it. They want $2,000 a month for it. Evelyn, as I say, looks as lovely as ever. Her nickname, by the way, is Betty, and her husband calls her Brent. That is one of the curious things about Hollywood, that people are referred to by their surnames. You never speak of Greta Garbo except as Garbo, or Norma Shearer except as Shearer. We started dinner at half-past seven, and when I looked at my watch, still sitting round the table, it was half-past one, during which time I had drunk innumerable cups of coffee and littered the tablecloth with cigarette ash. Evelyn's coming to Europe this year. She loves London. This morning Dr. Ellis Jones's secretary called me up and asked me if I'd like to go down and see an operation. As I didn't get to bed till nearly 223