The New Movie Magazine (Jan-Sep 1935)

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Top of Page: The W. S. Van Dyke party. Mr. and Mrs. Charles Laughton, Gertrude Michael and the host. Above: Mr. Van Dyke with Jeanette MacDonald. HOLLYWOOD GOES A-PARTYING With the social season in full swing, Grace Kingsley brings you the parties of the month, from caviar to champagne DOGS are all right and presents are swell, says W. S. Van Dyke, and when you receive twelve Newfoundland pups as a present, all at one pop — that's swell, too. But when those twelve pups go barging right through your house, knocking guests and furniture right and left — well, that's something else again. It was John Miljan at the bottom of it all, of course. John and Van are always playing tricks on each other, and when Van announced a big party, John just couldn't resist the temptation to send him the pooches. Then Jack Oakie tried to ride herd on the pups and crowd them all into Van's bedroom! There the pups evidently decided that table scarfs, cushions and such like fluff were all a lot of hooey, and proceeded to make mince-meat of them until Mrs. Laura Van Dyke, Van's mother, rescued the things, called Van and coaxed the puppies into the kennels. Van's going to keep all the dogs, although he already has about ten or twelve. That wasn't all John did for the party, either. He turned butler — not just an ordinary butler, though, for he borrowed the bugle horn belonging to one of the marines who, when Van throws a party, always appear as escort and guard about his estate, and announced every arriving guest with a blast! Plenty of romantic interest made its appearance at the party, including Jean Harlow and William Powell, Jeanette MacDonald and Bob Ritchie, Irene Hervey Guests at Fred Keating's delightful party included Barbara Blair, Tala Birell, the foreign star who has had bad luck with her American films, Fred himself, Isabel Jewell, who is seen still with Lee Tracy despite talk of a tiff, Pauline Garon, and lovely Nancy Carroll. and Robert Taylor. Dolores Del Rio was present with Cedric Gibbons, but had to hurry away because she had a party of her own on at home. Herbert Marshall was there alone, which created quite a hum of excitement. There were other lone wolves, too, including Charles Butterworth, Jack Oakie and Edwin Earle. IT was a real hunt breakfast which Frank Lloyd and his wife gave at their Whittier estate, the morning a lot of stars decided to go to the races at Santa Anita. Their lovely old southern mansion was just the spot for it. There were whole turkeys and hams on the sideboard, together with what other cheer you may imagine. You helped yourself and stood about, eating and drinking, or sat at little tete-a-tete tables. It was all very gay, with much horsey talk and much marking of bet tips. A highly cheerful feminine guest approached Otto Kruger, exclaiming effusively, "Oh, Mr. Kruger, I never miss a single one of your pictures! I think you are grand! Sometimes I go to see them two or three times!" "Wh — why!" gasped Otto, overcome, "I don't believe even I get that much of a kick out of my pictures! I guess I'm just not my type!" Cosily married folk made up most of the guest list, including Mr. and Mrs. Kruger, Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Morgan, Mr. and Mrs. Tom Meighan, and others. YOU couldn't possibly imagine Leon Errol's legs ever folding up if you could have seen him at the party which he and Mrs. Errol gave in honor of Mr. and Mrs. Lew Fields, on the occasion of the forty-second anniversary of the Fields' wedding. He was the nimblest of the nimble, as he looked after his guests, and climbed up on the bar in the whoopee room, before dinner, to act as master of ceremonies for the earlier doings, which included toasts to everybody. Those youngsters, Joe Cawthorne, Edmund Breese, Lew Fields and Charles Evans, formed a close-harmony quartette, (Please turn to page 47) Among the stags at Leon Errol's, find Lewis Milestone, Leon, Lew Fields, Joseph Cawthorne, Edmund Breese, Julian Eltinge, Charles Evans and Richard Carle. 8 The New Movie Magazine, April, 1935