The New Movie Magazine (Jan-Sep 1935)

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Even if he had spoken with a Swedish accent I would probably have had the part rewritten to fit it, so intrigued was I by his charm. "This is Mrs. Boles!" he said very proudly. As I was picking up my lost illusions, Mrs. Boles walked to the piano, seated herself graciously and said, "I think Miss Janis would like this song, John." I don't remember what he sang. His voice was excellent, then as now. He was handsome, then as now. Eight years in Hollywood have not changed him. He still looks as if he had just come in from a brisk walk on a snappy October morning. It's remarkable that after playing young men and old men in comedy, drama, operetta and tragedy there is so little of the actor in the off stage and screen personality of Plain John Boles. He simply exudes health and enthusiasm. I don't mean to suggest that most of our "heroes" are frail or blase, but Boles always looks as if he were just going into some contest which he was sure of winning or just coming out of one in which he had been the victor. I watched him at the tennis matches one day. He was alone in a box, (a fact which in itself demanded my attention) and completely oblivious of anything but the tennis. Around him other celebrities were being whirred at by motion picture cameras. Those cute little "Candid Cameras" which are supposed to "shoot" you without your knowing it. A star would have to just not give a darn or be pretty deaf not to hear them as they click and buzz into a close-up position. The natural reaction is to try and look as well as one can while seemingly unconscious. I'm pretty sure John isn't deaf. I'm convinced that he does give several darns about public opinion. His private life proves that, but believe me he never missed a play, nor did he glance at the cameramen who were shooting him from all angles. It is possible that he knows he is gold film fodder from any angle, but I can't believe that, knowing how modest he is about his success. No! Plain John Boles was there to see the tennis match and see it he did. John Boles the screen favorite was not among those present. I haven't seen him off the screen more than five times in five years, although we have both been in Hollywood with occasional time out for visits to New York. I personally resent this fact, now that I've met him again, but Hollywood is one of the biggest little places in the world. He is not a party hound and I'm practically Peter the Hermit's understudy, so our paths crossed casually and never joined until we actually bumped into each other in that intimate little shack, known as Radio City, "Are you on the air?" he said, adding quickly, "When?" "When in doubt! I'm an announcer here," I answered proudly. He roared, "No foolin'!" He still has that southern accent. It's the Texas brand. Broad as the state is wide. I realize now what a good actor he must be, for certainly there is no sign of Texas when he steps into the role of some dashing Graustarkian Prince or goes dramatic in a "Back Street" or "Only Yesterday," but Plain John Boles still radiates the Lone Star State. If he denies it, I'll remind him that he calls folks, "Honey." He came East especially to broadcast on a program which he had appeared on several months before. He was rightfully pepped up by the fact that one appearance is usually the allotment of each guest star, and he had been asked to appear again. "I'll do it any time they ask me to," he said. "I like radio. I get a big kick out of the letters from the radio audience." This amused me considering his picture fan mail must be very heavy. I said as much. "But the air is different," he said. "Think of the hundreds who can't go to pictures or the theater, the shutins. It's they whom I like to think I'm pleasing, just think of the poor " I interrupted to inform him that I had been thinking all that for a long time, hence my own invasion of Radio City. We made a date to meet later at his rehearsal. I not only wanted to do a story about him, but there were quite a few facts I wanted to find out for myself — maybe you know them already. I hope not because the "Texas Triumph" is full of surprises. If variety is the spice of life. Plain John Boles turns out to be mighty well spiced. For instance, I didn't know that he was in the intelligence division in the war. Boles chasing spies is almost as incongruous as Boles teaching French in a girls' school. Well, he did both. He studied to be. a doctor and ended up a baritone, but not before he had taken vocal lessons from the one and only Jean de Reszke in France. Returning to this country he refused to start in the theater anywhere but at the top, and won tne argument so thoroughly that he made his debut on Broadway as the leading gent in a great success, "Little Jesse James." Imagine me that day in 1927 being so engrossed in the fact that he had married that I never even asked what else he had done. Imagine his modesty when he didn't at least inform me that he had already made a hit in New York, in fact several hits. "Mercenary Mary" was another one. I couldn't know that he was the guy who was chosen above all others to be Geraldine Farrar's leading man in her only light opera venture, "Romany Love Spell," or that while he was in the midst of another success called "Kitty's Kisses," Gloria Swanson saw him and said, "Come West, young man, come West!" Gloria has always been a good picker. I think I'll write her letter of belated thanks for showing such good judgment years ago and proving how right she was this year when she and John Boles appeared together in "Music in the Air." Of course I know now that the only reason I ever had the opportunity of being stupid enough not to grab the young baritone for my leading man was because he had just finished his first picture with Gloria, "Loves of Sunya," which was a silent one. Talkies were still in the Short Subject class and 56 The New Movie Magazine, May, 1935