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In the ghostly "Old Dark House."
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His pain-seamed face lent itself to "The Mummy's" make-up
In England they called him "The Ghoul."
KARLOFF
THE UNCANNY
Fame came to Boris Karloff — but his path was weird, cruel, a torment to his soul
By JACK JAMISON
THE thing that reached out and got hold of all of us, the first time we ever saw Boris Karloff in a picture, was what we saw in his face. It isn't enough to call it personality, or even a personality. If ever a face showed a man's history, his whole experience, everything that he has gone through, that face is Boris' !
Pass over the fact that he is a fine actor. Everybody knows that what counts on the screen isn't acting so much as what we see, with our inner vision, in the actor as a person. And people go out of the theater, after they have seen Karloff, saying, with a little shudder: "That man must have gone through hell !"
He has.
The producers know it — or, if they don't know it, they feel it; they see in his face just what we do. That is why they give him the roles they do, from the hideous creature he played in "The Mummy" or his role in "The Lost Patrol," where, a British cavalryman gone insane on religion, he walked out over the desert dunes clothed in rags, carrying a flimsy cross made of saplings, to convert the Arabs who promptly sent him crumpling into the sand with their rifle bullets.
Those deep-cut lines of bitterness in Boris' face are there with good reason. Boris knows all there is to know of bitterness. Such bitterness that he can say. "In a few years I will be fifty years old. I have been what the world calls a success for only these last five or six years. I dwell on these six years, and on the years still left for me, however few they may be, and try to forget the lean, empty years. I work in my garden, I swim in my pool — and I look at tomorrow." It is a tired man who says that ; a man tired by a long, a life-long and wearisome journey through tragic circumstance.
Fifty years, to know happiness !
Boris was born in Dulwich, a suburb of London, in 1887, the youngest (Please turn to page 50)
The Netv Movie Magazine, January, 19S5
Many years, it has taken this man to find happiness. But at last he finds it, in his home and his wife, with whom he is pictured here at the left.
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