Photoplay (Jan - Jun 1926)

STUDIO NEWS 6? GOSSIP No, this is not a halitosis guard. It is a flirting fan that demonstrates what the old Spanish sheiks were up against. It was handed down to Louise Fazenda by her great-grandmother Matt Moore as a big rough man of the great open coal holes in his latest picture, "The Gave Man." Quite a change from the timid youth of "How Baxter Butted In." This picture will not be popular with barbers NOT since Gloria brought home the Marquis, has Hollywood been so excited about anything as the arrival of Michael Arlen, author of that famous chronicle of a ."lovely lady" who wore "The Green Hat." Nor has any other topic been discussed, before and after, with such zeal. Mr. Arlen came. Just what people expected, after reading "The Green Hat" and "Piracy," I don't know. Whatever it was, they seemed a little disappointed in Mike. He is a pleasant little chap, almost too well-groomed and a trille overdressed, but he goes about his work in a business-like manner. If the admiring feminine contingent hoped to see him live perhaps a Purple Hat in Hollywood, it has been badly stung. The creator of Iris Storm seems not at all interested in women. He dines very frequently with his much admired Bcbe Daniels — he knew her in New York — plays bridge with her friends, goes with her to dinner at the Harold Lloyds, is in his office at nine and prepares manuscripts for Pola until six. Nothing terribly exciting. But I do think il was a little unfair of some of the men delegates to call him the perfumed rug merchant, lie may be Armenian, but he has all the earmarks of an English gentleman. Men are so jealous. And Hollywood has been a trial to him. " If anyone asks me once more what I think of women," he said, distractedly, "I shall go crazj ." TV/TISTAKEN identity is always ^■*-*-good for a laugh. The other day Leatrice Joy was returning from the beach with her publicity man, where she had been posing for some pictures. A hot dog 40 stand on the by-road flagrantly flirted its sign and the odor of sizzling doggies permeated the air. They paused to indulge. The proprietress was a jovial Irishwoman who was not remiss in tendering compliments with her wares. Turning to her attendant, she said in tones audible enough for Letty to hear: "Dearie, don't you think this young lady looks a great deal like Priscilla Dean?" AT last Mary and Doug are to get their ■**-much-planned-for trip around the world. Upon the completion of "Scraps," Mary's current production, she will make a story of a little shop girl in a big city. This will be finished in March, when she and Doug will leave for their tour of the world. After doing the four corners of the globe, they will linger in Europe long enough to make a picture in which both Mary and Doug will be featured. The Fairbanks itinerary at present schedules their return to the Slates in the spring of 10: :. u hen Man' will do another picture with a New England locale, similar in character to " Rebecca of Sunnvbrook Farm." This picture will be followed by a crook story. After this. probably. Mary will be so hopelessly aged and bent that she will be forced to play adolescent roles. T5RONCHO BILLY, the first two-gun man of -L'tlu (Mnis. is down and out. broke, ill. For seven years the ex-star has been unable to work because of poor health. He has managed to exist on funds given him from time to time by relatives. ""pHF Charleston craze has died a sudden and ■*■ violent death so far as the motion picture girls are concerned. Reason: somebody circulated the report that a well-known orthopedic hospital claims this dance causes flat feet : We hope Bessie Love didn't hear the rumor before she sailed for Europe. Not that we want Bessie to get flat feet, but we like to imagine her knocking the continental sheiks for a row of cocktails when she goes into her Charleston. Wait till you see her do it in "The King on Main Street." ■VX7HILE in San Francisco making " " a picture, James Cruze pointed out the site of the old Occidental hotel, once a famous hostelry, to members of the company, with this remark : "It was at the old Occidental that I met Mark Twain." Then he told how and why, and here's the yarn: "Not only did I meet him," confided Cruze, "but he spoke to me." "No! What did he say?" came the chorus. "Waiter, bring me another cup of coffee!" HpHE story of a reconciliation between Jack J Gilbert and Leatrice Joy., recently published and circulated in Los Angeles, seems to be without foundation and is being vigorously