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Frothier than sea foam; flavored with spice — this amusing chatter from your favorite tea-tattler
PHOTOGRAPHS BY HYMAN FINK
Dampened Spirits
nN important but rather cynical visitor from London, who had heard of the wonders (mostly exaggerated) of the cinemah village, is returning home with firsthand stories that pale into insignificance the tales that seep into the hinterlands concerning Hollywood. And all because Hollywood can laugh at itself.
For instance, while the visitor was seated in a Warner projection room watching a torrid love scene, the automatic sprinkler system went haywire and began pouring down on the onlookers.
Mouth agape, the visitor turned to the director and producer who were with him and who never batted a single eyelash. They just sat as though being dribbled upon was the most natural of occurrences.
"I say — isn't this a bit unusual?" the Englishman asked, turning up his coat collar.
"Oh, not at all," replied the director with a shrug. "When the love scenes get too warm for comfort, the sprinkling system just automati
cally goes on. Sort of a cooling-off process, you see."
The Englishman sat on, his face a picture of puzzled bewilderment. The director and producer never faltered but went right on discussing the scene while the water poured.
Yes, you've got to hand it to Hollywood. They know how to create laughs so others may laugh at them — that, boys and girls, is showmanship.
Work — The Open Sesame
THIS month the name Richard Barthelmess is the one spoken of most frequently in Hollywood. Richard Barthelmess, once a great star, sailed away to Europe after his career seemed definitely ended.
And now, several years later, he's back, winning acclaim for his great performance in "Only Angels Have Wings." No, Dick isn't the star. That role belongs to a young man named Cary Grant who, as Archie Leach, was stilt-walking
in Coney Island when Dick was the great star!
"I can't understand why Barthelmess wanted to get back in the grind again," one of a group of Hollywood writers said. "He's got plenty of money, he's had his share of fame and it lasted longer than most stars. I wonder what brought him back to it?"
Cal knows. The reason is so simple.
"I was lonely," Dick explained. "Yes, I have lots of friends, that's true, but you see they are working in pictures. They're in the swim.
"I was just an outsider. Oh, we tried to talk of other things and get back on the old footing, but I could see they had gone on and left me. So, I had to get in, too, to be where they were, so we could all be fellow workers again. I couldn't stay on the outside any longer."
And so for friendship's sake Dick, once a great star, is back at work in much lesser roles, just to keep in, to be with and of his friends.
And it looks as if he's headed again for the top, as sure as you live.
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