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You can try from now until Farina plays Uncle Tom and not guess the name of this gay, athletic star, now retired. Well, it's Carol Dempster, in Florida with husband Edwin Larson. Where's the slim, pale lily Griffith tried to make famous?
In courtship days, when the sun shone brighter and the love-birds twittered. Billie Dove and Irvin Willat on the location trip in 1923 that saw the beginning of their romance. Now their separation has been announced, with rumors that Willat will sue a film executive for alienation of her affections
A STRETCH of road runs between Beverly Hills and Hollywood that gives a swell view of the Los Angeles plain. At night, as far as the eye can reach, there is a sea of lights. Local enthusiasts always take the tourists along this boulevard to see the sparklers. Beatrice Lillie, the English comedienne, was taken on several such tours while she was making a picture at Warners.
"Now isn't that beautiful?" her friends always asked.
"Yes," said Bea, beginning to get a bit tired of it all. "It's very beautiful, but some night all those lights are going to spell Clara Bow."
GREAT news for the Jack Gilbert fans— all ten million of us. The boy with the eloquent eyes is to be starred, I hear, in a film version of Ernest Hemingway's grand novel, "A Farewell to Arms," and no less a personage than Laurence Stallings, of "The Big Parade" and "What Price Glory" fame, is adapting it.
Let's pull for a big Gilbert hit.
The combination of Stallings and Gilbert was great in "The Big Parade," and Hemingway's magnificent story of love and war in Italy is perfect picture material for another smashing success.
Except, of course, that a lot of it will have to be retouched to please our beloved old pals, the censorial boys with the big shears.
LON CHANEY'S thousand faces are all still silent, in spite of the menace of the microphone.
His next picture for M-G-M will be called "Sergeant Bull," a romantic English war story from a novel called "Brother Officers."
And Lon won't talk. That's flat. As if any Chaney picture could be flat!
THESE are dark days for Nils Asther. Dark, because the talkies are bumping his career pretty badly. It has even been reported that he has been unhappily hibernating in the hills above Holly wood, a prey to sad and unpleasant thoughts, and guarded by a large pet leopard.
Nils was in a fair way to becoming the leading Flapper Crush until the arrival of the accursed talkies. Then a heavy accent cramped his style — stuck a Micky Finn in the happy and brimming cup of his career. Metro views him with a dark and dubious eye.
Now his fate is in the balance. Rally, you Asther fans, and sacrifice to whatever gods vou affect. It looks black for our Nils!
THE late Enrico Caruso, tenor of the golden voice, had the honor of being the highest-paid artist ever to perform in Berlin, Germany.
That, of course, was before the time of one Al Jolson, greatest of living entertainers and the man who put the sob in the human voice.
Now Al has been signed to appear in the German capital in the course of his coming world tour. And the price is $2,000 a night.
"MAMMY!"
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