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Comment on the Lamarr Cantor pair: Oh Hedy! Oh Eddie! Oh Dottie!
. . . and just think what Maria Montez could wear as Red Skelton's bride
HAPPILY for the glittering denizens of Cinematown, I am not even remotely related to the little fellow called Cupid and when he picks up his magic bow and love-loaded arrows and starts to operate, I haven't the slightest influence on his aim. I've no inside dope on how he works — except that he works fast, and in Hollywood he seems to work even faster than in other places — but I've often wondered (haven't you?) what makes him do what he does when he does it.
If I were he, I might operate on any one of several theories of matchmaking. The obvious method would be to wed an actor to the actress most prominently identified as his screen wife or sweetheart, thus permanently linking Myrna Loy and William Powell, Nelson Eddy and Jeanette MacDonald, Bing Crosby and Dorothy Lamour, Johnny Weissmuller and Maureen O'Sullivan (making them a wedding present of a handsome tree) and Walter Pidgeon and Greer Garson.
But that's just copying the casting directors and what do they know about love?
Another possibility might be to make the matches strictly in terms of euphony. That would bring together Clark Gable and Betty Grable, Michael O'Shea and Alice Faye, Joel McCrea
The wedding tune U of Don Ameche and Janet Blair — a smile-the-while air
and Martha Raye, Franchot Tone and Simone Simon, John Qualen and Arleen Whelan, Nan Wynn and Errol Flynn, Ray Milland and Sally Rand, John Carroll and Glenda Farrell, John Sutton and Betty Hutton, Jack Haley and Cass Daley, Wendy Barrie and Harry Carey.
Still, you can see how unsuitable ■ some of those combines would be — you could tell it before the echoes of the "I do's" had died away. No, you wouldn't catch me using that method.
Unlike the Boy with the Bow, I'd i work up a good reason before I shot the arrows that would link two people for life, or for a couple of months. J I'd put it on a scientific basis. For I instance, here are some of the people I'd cause to adore each other — and in each case, here's why:
I'd like to see Hedy Lamarr become Mrs. Eddie Cantor, just so she could be called Hedy Cantor. Could younl ask for anything more?
I'd bring Maria Montez and Red \ ! Skelton together, because both are | "characters" in the most frightening, | sense of the word and their dialogue : would be devastating while it lasted. J I'd give them a scrapbook for a wedla ding present and on the marriage morni I Maria could wear something old ( Red's j jokes), something new (a just-thought1 |