Photoplay (Jul - Dec 1931)

Cal York's Monthly Broadcast from Hollywood [ CONTINUED FROM PAGE 84 ] Mary and Doug, reunited and on their way home on "The Empress of Britain," the new ship of the Canadian Pacific Railway. But there are three cups on the table. Quick, Watson, the Gypsy Dream Book, so we can learn what this means. Maybe it will tell us if Doug and Mary are going to make any more pictures, or quell that hard-dying divorce rumor A T least once during every picture Von ■*»-Sternberg terrorizes every member of his cast. He is no respecter of persons. His alibi is that he does this to bring out the player's best work. But the electricians and prop boys were more than a little annoyed when he put Bodil Rosing, a woman almost old enough to be his mother, through a strenuous tongue lashing. He was quite insulting, told her he wished he had another person playing her part, etc., etc., etc. Seeing Bodil's face, one of the electricians remarked, "Job or no job, just one more word out of that guy and I'd have knocked him for a row of microphones." A RECENT RKO-Pathe picture was noted for the number of writers that worked on it. At the pre-view (and you can believe this or not!) some bounder yelled "Author!" and the first two rows stood up and took a bow. /"^OSSIP is crediting Photoplay's exclusive ^-'story on the romance of William Powell and Carole Lombard as the cause for the announcement of their engagement. They say Bill forced the young lady's hand when he read it. 86 But he gave in on some points, too. For example, he had wanted her to end her career and become just Mrs. Powell. She is continuing in pictures by definite agreement. Carole's engagement ring is an eight-carat diamond — -oblong shape, emerald cut. It has three diamonds on each side. The ring is so heavy it falls to the side of her finger. A friend says if Bill Powell got it for fifteen thousand he got it on depression prices. THE pass system at the studios even has the bootleggers punching time-clocks. . . . Marlene Dietrich has taken the Beverly Hills house once rented by Charlie Mack of the Two Black Crows. . . . Alice White has gone orange-haired, worn in a windblown bob. . . . Immediately after Mr. and Mrs. Neil Hamilton adopted a baby Neil was assigned one of the leading roles in "Lullaby." A FRIEND of ours, just returned from abroad, brings us these news items: "The Devil to Pay," Ronnie Colman's engaging comedy, is billed as "Lieutenant Sans-Gene" there. . . . The rumor is current that King George was all set to knight Chaplin, but Queen Mary opposed it, frowning on knighting movie stars. •"THINGS aren't necessarily what they're *■ called, in studio language. A blimp is not a balloon. It's a soundproof covering slipped over a camera to mufHe the noise of the machinery. A pan is not something you fry things in. It's short for a "panorama camera shot." A spider isn't an animal to be scared of. It's an electric switch to plug lights into. An inkie isn't something you write with. It's short for incandescent light. A film magazine isn't like what you're reading now. It's where they store negatives. A dolly isn't something for little girls to play with. It's a rubber-tired cart for traveling camera shots. A gaffer isn't a term for a bum. It's studio talk for electrician. A broad isn't necessarily a girl. It's a big electric floodlight. And Mike isn't a man's name. THEY say that when Chaplin returns to Hollywood, he'll have a new discovery signed under contract. It's said the lucky girl's real name is Miezzi Mullett, a CzechoSlovakian. She goes under the name of Maria Martin. XJOW, what do you suppose can be happen■L^ing to Los Angeles newspaper reporters? For three days "Slim" Summerville — who made nine features and fifteen shorts last year — lay at the point of death and no one recorded it. In fact, the doctors gave up all hope of his living. Then Slim proved his strength was greater than the doctor's perception and pulled through one of the worst cases of ptomaine poisoning on record. But he got out too soon. The publicity department needed some pictures in a hurry. Slim wanted to prove he was a trouper so he appeared at the studio, which brought about a relapse. [ PLEASE TURN TO PAGE 88 ] Just another pitiable victim of the dread ukulele habit, Cliff (ex-Ukulele Bee) Edwards, in a specially posed camera portrait. Let this be a warning to Summer vacationists