The New Movie Magazine (Jan-Sep 1935)

I could afford before I took it home. He is an accomplished musician — a fine pianist and a better than average baritone. His tastes run to semi-classical music, and he has little patience with jazz. Visit his home and the chances are that you will find him dreaming over the keyboard of his piano. He is one of the best tap and rhythm dancers living — but you probably surmized that accomplishment if you saw "Footlight Parade." One of his incidental accomplishments provided Hollywood with a hearty laugh. It seems that, during a rather heated conference with certain studio executives, they suddenly started arguing among themselves in Yiddish. And were properly astonished and embarrassed when Jimmy suddenly interrupted in better Yiddish than their own. A quickminded youngster becomes multi-lingual on the crowded East Side. He cares nothing for Hollywood's social life. His idea of a truly enjoyable evening is to gather a group of his friends, in his home or in one of theirs, and talk — talk intelligently about intelligent subjects. It is a rare event when he appears in one of Hollywood's night spots. And. fortunately, Mrs. Cagney shares his tastes. Theirs is one of the most perfect marriages imaginable. They are such good friends that even their closest associates, when with them, cannot help but feel just a bit like outsiders. In every glance that passes between them, there is perfect understanding. They have gone through some pretty trying times together and every hardship seems to have drawn them just that much closer. If I have painted Jimmy as a dreamer, I have not succeeded in giving a true picture of the man. If I have pictured him as a logician ... or as a "go-getter"' type ... I have missed my mark by just as wide a margin. He is a combination of the three! And what more can you ask of any man than that he should dream a dream, think out the means to make it real. and translate his thoughts into action? "he Garbo You Never Knew {Continued from page 17) books once asked him to write him a thesis on art schools. "I will, but you won't print it." said Flagg. They didn't. He gave them a kick in the pants with such ideas as "art schools exist only for teachers and to keep students out of the rain. Nobody can teach a man to be an artist. All good artists should be subsidized; all bad artists shot." . . . And so on until the publisher, the Flagg script too hot to hold in his hand, dropped it and fled. It must have been a circus when the NBC asked him to broadcast, along with John La Gatta and a model, his views on types of beauty. The Nice Nellies at the station carefully looked over his script and found this: "I like a woman with full breasts, wide shoulders and long legs." . . . And promptly cut it out. Then Flagg go home. You should hear his cathedral-like studio in the Pare Yendome, an unBohemian sanctuary, meet almost for a Bishop's study, echo with his gibing guffaws. (Garbo should have had a recording of that.) "Why can't a woman's body be discussed over the air?" he snorted. "What is it that's so lewd, so disgusting, so obscene about a woman's body?" Flagg had a taste of Hollywood in the silent days. It must have been a riot. He made twenty-six two-reel comedies for Edison and Famous Players. "Comedies they made me call them. They were really satires, and so I labeled them. But the executives were a little puzzled by the word. They thought 'satire' was an evil person, half man, half horned-goat, and made me change the title to 'comedy.' " He had a taste of Hollywood, when he saw Garbo, and later when he went back there not long ago. when he didn't see Garbo. "They are out there," he said, "just charming children. Most of them stem from humble beginnings. Then they make a lot of dough and go crazy." This, then, is the brief expose of Mr. Flagg. Catch on? It might well be Garbo, suddenly voluble, citing her own views in a similar vein. What a story she must have. But would the Swedish sphinx talk? A recluse of the films, the Unapproach able One it seems can be had for publicity. For if her wild ride to Kingman. Ariz., with Director Rouben Mamoulian last Summer — on the eve' of the release of "Queen Christina" — wasn't a stunt, then Hollywood is a quaint little university town viewing the world from the cloister of its vineclad towers. Even her farewells have been as frequent — and as phony — as Patti's. Always she tank she go home; and always she tank she come back. She could easily quell the conflicting reports about her — reports she is said to hoot at, yet never takes the trouble to set right. Less than two years ago a swindler was sentenced to prison in New York for obtaining money from persons on the promise of getting their biographies printed in British publications. Garbo was on his list. Truly. Greta, the mysterious. She wasn't always the hermit hiding from the vulgar gaze, but honest in her public appeal. In her early days, when Stiller insisted Louis B. Mayer take her over with him at $400 a week, she posed for publicity photos — in running pants with the University of Southern California track team, with a lion cub. etc. — the usual hooey. But there can be little question of her art. A cold. Nordic type, she has the utmost in repression on the screen, getting over a subtlety as terrific in its power as it is understandable to even the most moronic mind. Her appeal has something of the saintly in it: indeed, something of the religious. I suspect that it is this faith, a sort of "follow me" faith, that claws at her public's vitals. 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