The New Movie Magazine (Dec 1929-May 1930)

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The New Movie Magazine She stopped, as though a new thought had struck her. She is such a very little thing— Mary Pickford. Her feet never quite touch the floor when she sits back in a chair. To me, her dignity is lovely and impressive, yet it always touches me to a point somewhere between tears and laughter — the kind of laughter you have for a grave and beautiful child. I was conscious as I watched her serious face, that this always gives her an advantage as though with some authority from outside herself, because she doesn't look as though she could be so strong, so definite. "Did you ever think that one of the great advantages of trouble is that it teaches you how to love? The reason I loved my mother so deeply was because of those awful early years of poverty and denial. I remember how I used to awaken late, late at night and see her still bending over the sewing machine, making some little bit of finery for me. I remember all the sacrifices she made for me, daily, hourly. I remember how cheerful and dear she was when the worst disappointments came, and how she made us laugh in the face of anything. That is why I loved her so deeply. PEOPLE shouldn't resent trouble, because you can't really love anyone until you have been through deep waters with them. I know that it is so even of man-woman love, because I never felt closer to Douglas than I did the night Robin Hood opened in Chicago and we thought it was a failure. We had put so much money and time and — hard work, oh such hard work on it. We had gone in the face of everyone's advice to attempt it. Douglas had given every bit of himself to it for such a long time. And just at that time, with the great expenses of production we were carrying, we couldn't afford such a terrible financial failure as it would have meant. "After we left the theater, where the audience had been so cold, so still, he looked so hurt and worried and depressed. There wasn't anything I wouldn't have done to help him. Those are the moments on which great love, enduring love, is built." I asked her then just what such great fame as she had known meant to her. I wondered if she was conscious of it, ever felt different within herself because of it. "I don't think it has ever touched me," she said. "It is there, of course, like some great circle surrounding me. But I never think of it, or know it. That is really true. Sometimes I have been grateful for favours, for courtesies, for opened doors, for attentions. They have helped and given me much pleasure. But on the other hand, I have been denied many simple, normal things because of it. There are unpleasant sides to it. There was a long time, when they called me America's sweetheart in the papers and everywhere, that I couldn't ever go into any public place, even a theater. "So you see, there again, you pay for everything in this world — and so to be happy you have to believe in another world where you get a lot of breaks and a good many things for nothing." She smiled, that smile which I remember first in "Tess of the Storm Country." You know, this is a very serious story about Mary Pickford. And she isn't really a serious person. She's very gay, most of the time, and loves to laugh. She believes in a sense of humor as one of the greatest gifts bestowed upon the human race. But then, we were talking of serious things and Mary's serious thoughts, because they come from such a Held of experience, are beautiful to me. Introducing Claudette (Continued from page 61 l slender figure, sometimes described as the most decorative on the American stage, yet she admits she eats potatoes. She has to strive, in fact, to keep her weight, which is around 103 pounds, up to normal, which is 110 pounds. It is in Miss Colbert's face, alive and vivid, with shifting moods, that her temperament is most betrayed. Eager, impressionistic, her reactions are quickly registered ther-e, though a natural poise and restraint belong to her as an actress. She likes the outdoors and plays tennis, swims, and her secret ambition is to have a boat of her own and travel round the world. After she had completed "The Lady Lies" last Fall she went on a canoe trip with friends up in Canada for complete relaxation. Her family consists of her mother and her adored young husband. On Wednesdays, when she is not herself playing, and he can get off, the two of them have a holiday Economy is important In any wellrun household. Use Crinkle Cups and — i matinee, both loving the theater ardently. She owns a dog, a German shepherd, and she often goes walking with him or takes him along motoring. The famed Sardi's on 44th Street is her favorite restaurant and the zabalonie they serve there is her favorite dish. Every summer when possible she goes abroad, loving particularly her native Paris. THE way she happened to begin her stage career is more or less proof to her, she says, of the determination of fate in one's life. Because both her father and mother — there is only one brother besides — were against the idea at first. They belonged to a conservative French family in which no taint of the stage had ever been known. Mr. Colbert was a business man. and it was only the complete crash of his (Continued on page 122) Save greasing burning sticking scouring What'.- more, cakes baked in Crinkle Cup> come out of the oven perfectly shaped. Cakes keep fresh long, and are always ready to serve. Crinkle Cups may be used as a liner for pans —or cakes may be baked in Crinkle Cups ali me. Luncheons, Picnic-. Bridge Parties and 'lea will be less work ii" you use Crinkle Cups. Millions have been sold. You can buy Crinkle Cups at most Woolworth Stores. 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