The New Movie Magazine (Jan-Sep 1935)

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Try FEEN-A-MINT yourself— you'll join the 15,000,000 people who are boosters for FEEN-A-MINT— 15 and 25£ at any druggist's. V Trough tv* riOGG£D S . ».|MI« gN6s i*°"oUi vio feenamiiit '7%e CAe4Vc^-i7u^M. LAXATIVE Are Handsome Men Safe in Hollywood? (Continued from page 4) the aggressors; Lew isn't the type and Cabot was far too busy dodging. When you think of what they had to go through, just shed a silent tear for Ronald Colman, so handsome, so ironic and so embittered! And don't let them kid you — actresses are quite as human and susceptible as any other female1. Colman's much publicized "hide" act is no press agent's dream. The man simply found that remoteness was the greatest safeguard against the ways and the wiles of the too appreciative. The burnt child that dreads the fire, Ronald Colman's elusiveness is a thing of joy and beauty to the beholder who has seen so many succumb on the slightest provocation. Naturally his reputation for being "hard to get" has enhanced his charm, but the first Hollywood-made British star is still dodging with all the ease of the guy on the flying trapeze. Three men widely acclaimed by the male-hungry inhabitants are the only blond leading men of the screen, Gene Raymond, Douglass Montgomery and Phillips Holmes. Never married, they represent the desirable younger clique — established, eligible and hence fair prey. Strangely enough, all three of these pursued lads have taken refuge in the company and companionship of society girls. Occasionally, but rarely, they are seen here or there with professional friends. But, by going over to the bluebloods, they've discovered a sanctum of exclusiveness that not all the resourcefulness of a thrice-wed movie star can pierce. While we have never heard any protests about their plight from the handsome men of Hollywood — on the contrary I have heard a number of pleased gurgles — those that are not so handsome devoutly wish that the colony, for once, might be surfeited with Adonises in order that the not-so-handsome might have a little peace. Consider the case of Gary Cooper. A nice boy, painfully inarticulate, with his extreme height and average face, one would hardly think he was the type to be pursued by beautiful women, famous women who fight not only with their wits but with their delicate, bediamonded hands if need be ! Yet, for the five years of his bachelorhood, Gary Cooper became the screen's most sought-after male. Eventually he became the rage of society both here and abroad, while some of the screen's pearliest teeth were gnashed in anguish. Why he should arouse such predatory instincts brings us back to the question of just how safe would a really handsome man be in Hollywood? There was Johnny Weissmuller, he of the long hair and the rippling muscles. Johnny, too, won his service stripes in the brief period between his divorce from Bobbe Arnst and his marriage to Lupe Velez. And Clark Gable. You can call Gable handsome if you will, but if Clark ever hears you you'd better be running while you rave! His marriage has not been dissolved, but think of those countless rumors you have heard that the Gables' matrimonial bark was headed for the rocks ! In the topsy turvy world of the cinema but one thing is certain. Handsome men who are eligible and have "arrived" haven't a chance to evade either Cupid's shafts, or feminine pursuit on the part of the screen's most famous beauties. The latter admit that Hollywood has given them a plenitude of everything but personable men! SAD AND DLUE NOW "/DO •» Blue Waltz brought me happiness I used to be so sad, so blue. Secretly I was starving for good times, dates. 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Of course what Kitty means is that with an educational background, you will be sensible enough not to get high hat because of a mere raise in salary or a few lines in the magazines and newspapers. Kitty, herself, has no desire for a footman, or the biggest house in Hollywood, or the most diamonds. She has no desire to flaunt pennants of personal triumph in the faces of her associates. She has lived a life of comparative luxury and has never had to envy people with money. Limousines and titled noblemen have been everyday incidents to her and not the mere accident of the "million to one chance" of movie stardom. Two years at Princess Mestchersky's Finishing School in Paris may not have taught Kitty everything, but she does declare, "my psychology course taught me to recognize an inferiority complex when I see one. And Hollywood has the biggest one in the world. What is actually behind all this is the realization of the suppressed desires of a lot of boys and girls suddenly grown up and dropped in fairyland. Big salaries and names in electric lights are the mosquitoes of movie madness. And the bite has mighty serious effects." "My answer to it all," says Kitty with all the assurance of a prescribing physician, "is balance, which is really just good taste. The boy or girl who will take time to study something of the culture of the world and its history, will then not be fooled into thinking that success is the mere making of a smash picture." Attractive specialist in the affairs of the Society for the Prevention and Eradication of Movie Madness, comely Kitty Carlisle has no compassion for the home-town folks who catch the dread movie ailment. Her eyes will flash and she will exclaim, "People in their home towns have plenty of diversion. They don't have to work and play with the same people. There's plenty of change of scenery. And that's not so in Hollywood. There is a humdrum and a bore of the same faces day and night. It's a condition which makes the Hepburns and the Barrymores do strange things. And let me tell you, stars who have once had perspective and lost it, are just as violent cases to cure as are the mentally arrested Sadie Zilches who through some trick of fate became movie stars." Kitty may not know all the answers to Hollywood's queer malady but she does know how to protect herself. Right after each picture, she rushes back to New York where she engages in a round of singing lessons, theaters, supper dances, concerts, and opera. This keeps up until she is recalled to Hollywood, where she does all work and no play. This constant change of scenery, people, and activity keeps Kitty interested and prevents her from becoming bored. And more than that, it explains what she means when she looks at you so seriously and says in her warm, modulated voice, "Take myself for example — no movie madness for me!" 42 The New Movie Magazine, May, 1935