Photoplay (Jan - Jun 1926)

Photoplay Magazine Advertising Section i i Hollywood's Real Hermit | CON tINUl D i ROM PAGE 54 I probably on an uni rowded Tuesdaj Vnd l e cause he likes the Food If he drives down Hollywood Boulevard he wears huge tortoise rimmed glasses, amethyst lined And he usually waits until the s,H»n. 1 day after a brave opening performance So you will note, as well as 1, that Harrison Ford is as different from the usual order ol motion picture persons as Madame Bo\ ary and Pollyanna. Not in moral qualities; of course Nor psychologically. Hut merely in vastness of i omparison. (Her the 'plume when we arranged our renOUS, his \oiee was mournful, and a trifle muffled: "I'm dumb, " "That's tine," 1 answered brightly, thinking he referred to the weather. Prat telephone conversations! "I'm dumb!" The voice was louder. And as mournful. No wonder I was unprepared for the sports clad young man who sauntered into the l'o\ Studios, where he was appearing in Margaret Livingston's tir-t starring picture, " Hell's Four Hundred." Confidentially, ami by his own misleading admission, I expected a bovine and stolid young man of, perhaps, the screen appearance of Harry Langdon or Buster Keaton in their most asinine cinematic moments, but instead came two eyes, supported by the conventional male physique Two of the most piercing brown eyes. Penetrating. Expressive. Harrison Ford's eyes are baffling. As baffling as his personality. His eyes are not quizzical, a bit sad ami haunting like Ronald Oilman's. Xor are they emotionswept like Jack Gilbert's. They are glowing . . . intense . . . and yet strangely remote. In some respects they arc maddening eyes. They could easily drive a talkative woman to distraction. I don't mean by their fervid gaze — which would, at the opportune time, sit pulse a-pounding — but by their bland imperturbability. Women do like to be listened to. even if their comments are the most trivial, and Harrison's whimsical gaze seems to sjive just a portion of his attention. Not an ill-mannered portion, you must understand. Rut a woman would have that uncomfortable — and maddening!— sensation of knowing that the greater part of his thoughts were winging through the freedom of some far away place. That is the way he impresses you — until hooks are mentioned. Then you realize why he i> an anchoiite. so-called. Harrison doesn't buy books because the bindings match the color scheme of the library or because the intricate design on a hand-tooled volume delights him. He buys books because he enjoys their lasting friendship. He really loves books. Which is a true way of expressing real regard for literature when love is so lightly regarded these days. V\ 7ITH Dreiser making his profound appear*V ance in our conversation — Anne Parrish and her "Perennial Bachelor" skipping in for a sentence— Percy Marks' "Martha" calling for her short digression, and Harrison's remarkal le eyes gleaming in full appreciation of Xorman Douglas' "South Wind." it was with mincing steps that I made any progress toward the life history of the erudite Mr. Ford. ''Where were you born, Mr. Ford?" Plop! From a wind-swept isle in the Mediterranean to reality. A curtain of whimsicality filmed the Ford eyes. "Well, now, where is a good place to be born? Where would one get a lot of publicity? " "You might say China. William V. Mong did, because his name savored of the Celestial Fmpire." W\vxt a world of difference just the right stocking makes! WHAT a triumph of design the "Pointex" heel really is! It not only makes "Onyx Pointex" stockings more wear-resisting, but, we say it advisedly, more STARE-resisting as well. "Pointex" allows the ankle to look its best. It conveys an impression of slender smartness even where that quality can ONLY be an impression. The ordinary ankle in the ordinary stocking is still ordinary. In "Pointex" it assumes a new quality of charm — a new gracefulness — a new beauty. See for yourself just by insisting upon "Onyx Pointex". Sold by leading stores everywhere. .v.< for fountlf the diffirinct that "Onyx Pointex" makes. In both photographs the ankles are t he same. But in the one at the lift tic ankles are clad in "Pointex. " Leading stores everywhere sell tha "Pointex" styles listed below: Silk, with Lisle Top $L 63 Style 155, Medium weight Style 255, Service weight) 1 o: Style 355. "Sheresilk" J 1. Pure Thread Silk Style 350, Service weight ) ,_, _ Style 450. "Sheresilk", the \ *2 ?5 finest web of silken strands ) * "Onyx" Hosiery Inc. Manufacturers New York 66 Onyx" S Hosiery "Pointex" ©1926 REG. U.S. PAT. OFF. When you write to advertisers please mention PHOTOPLAY MAGAZINE.