The New Movie Magazine (Dec 1929-May 1930)

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WE HAVE WITH The gentleman at the camera with the flashlight is Mr. Croy himself. The stars are: William Powell (top); Richard Arlen; Ronald Colman (hand on gleaming shirt front); Maurice Chevalier; Bebe Daniels; and Lenore Ulric, pearls in hand. _ '. • v ^flfl .-' r^ si :y \ ^ ' r '"{ • \ y y q ' — "m1 m * ti i .' / iV; i i THE meeting this month seems to be an international one, for looking down the line my eyes rest upon the cheerful countenance of Monsieur MAURICE CHEVALIER. But first I'll tell you how to pronounce it: "Shevahl-yay." And be sure to give yay due attention, for it is a very sensitive little yay and hates to be slighted in public. Maurice made his first public appearance in a bedroom in Menilmontant, a little suburb of Paris, his parents being poor people. This was in 1893. When he was still a little child his father died, and Maurice had to go out and earn money. He became a painter of dolls, but francs were few and far between. To make extra money he sang songs to anybody who would toss him a sou, and at last got a try-out at a neighborhood theatre, and brought home so much money that his mother thought her boy had gone apache. Maurice continued to dance and sing — it sure beat putting eyebrows on dolls — and has been at it ever since. But one day his dancing and singing was interrupted— War. Maurice was packed up and sent away to the front and gave the other side as good as he got until one day a bomb dropped into a shell hole and snuggled up to him — and the next Maurice knew he was bumping along in an ambulance. When he looked at the driver he saw that he had the wrong kind of helmet on — and when the driver dumped him out it was at a German prison camp. It was while in this camp with a fellow English prisoner that he learned to speak English. And which accounts for the fact that now and then his English sounds a bit doncher-know. Maurice finally escaped and got back to France and, for his war experiences, they gave him the French Military Cross. He danced for a time at the Folies Begeres with the famous Mistinguett, and people said, "Watch out, something's going to happen," but instead he changed dancing partners and married the new one, Yvonne Vallee, no relation to Rudy, and can't even play a saxophone. TENORE ULRICH: Here's a star who ■*-* sometimes, on account of her accent, is listed as French, sometimes as Spanish, and occasionally as Italian — and now we'll tell the truth about her. She's just plain good old Minnesota German, for she didn't know a word of English until she was six years old. Stand up, LENORE ULRICH, and let 'em see you. As I say, until the age of six she could speak only German — and now she can cuss out a director in German, English and French, with ittle touches here and there of Swedish, too. 88