Photoplay (Jul - Dec 1936)

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Dent. 1162, CHICAGO GRAY HAIR Fortunately his extreme sensitiveness had had the edges worn off before he ever embarked for America. It saved him from being crushed under. He was too used to brusque refusals of London theatrical agents and managers, too used to sharp " No's," to be downed. "I've seen the seamy side," he confided to me at luncheon and, of course, practically put j me under the table, soup and all. Again, I say, much goes on in his head. He's been just as busy sizing up America, for instance, as America has been in taking stock of Freddie. After the court trial was over, Cissie went to him with a sad tale. "All your money, Freddie, is gone. Remember how we traveled in busses and skimped and saved for you to save a certain sum? Well, dear, our lawyers and your parents' lawyers have taken nearly all of it. Court battles cost money, you know, and then you must pay your parents so much from now on." She broke down and wept while he comforted her. That night he came into her room to say his prayers, a twinkle in his eye. "And dear God," he prayed, "please let me make a lot of money. Cis, the funny old thing, seems to think a lot of money so necessary. I think it's America got hold of her." Even Aunt Cissie had to laugh. Two years after! It isn't always a pretty picture after sudden, quick fame. And yet, only a short time ago, he attended the Hollywood premiere of "Anthony Adverse." The crowds cheered as he passed. " Wave to them," Cissie whispered. "Do something to show your appreciation." "Quiet! They're not cheering me," he hissed back. "They are," she insisted. "Wave to them instantly." Still doubtful, he waved his hand to them and a rousing cheer answered him. His face shone. "I love Americans," he said later. "Can you imagine them cheering me when I'm not even in the picture?" Yes, it's two long years after. " Will America ever break the spirit or destroy the sensitive genius of the boy?" We asked a brilliant director. He smiled. "It's the finest thing that ever happened to him. It's my opinion that it has been a saving grace to that spiritual and supersensitive lad. He can use what he has learned here as a balancing lever. His Americanism will now act as a balance, never permitting one side to completely outweigh the other." AND LOOK 10 YEARS YOUNGER NOW, without any risk, you can tint those streaks or patches of gray or faded hair to lustrous Shades Of Monde, brown or black. A small brush and BROW X ATONE does it. Proveit. by applying thetint to a lock of your own hair Used and approved — for over twenty-five year: by thousands of women. BROWNATONE is safe Gua ran teed harmless for tinting gray hair. Active coloring agent is purely vegetable. cannot affeol waving of hair, is economical and lasting— will not wash out. 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A toy pistol, a cowboy lasso, a speeding motorbike, with colored Edward clinging behind for dear life, are new things to love and enjoy. Dickens and Sir Walter Scott have given way to Zane Grey and Mark Twain. A boy named Tom Sawyer has taken the place in the heart once occupied by a boy named Copperfield. English ballads have completely surrendered to "St. Louis Blues." "Ya woo hoo hoo" he moans it. "It's Cab Callaway," he explains. "It's hot music. Why. they think I'm so good at it I'm going to do it in my new picture. I'm a crooner. " \\ a wa hoo hoo." He has wrapped all these things about him like a cloak. They are America. He must wear them and learn their value. He has. They have slowly but surely seeped through the surface of the little boy who came to us as David Copperfield. How well and how deeply they have penetrated was understood one night at the Hollywood bowl. Thousands of people were gathered to pay their respects to the memory of Will Rogers and suddenly, out of a clear sky, they called on Freddie to speak. Undaunted by the vast audience, he took his place on the huge platform and gazed out over the many upturned faces. A fluttering banner caught and held his attention. " You know," he said, and that entire audience thrilled to something so sincere in his childish voice. "You know, I'm very happy to be standing under the Stars and Stripes tonight." America had finally reached the heart and core of Freddie Bartholomew. And I think our director friend is right. America will be good for him. We Cover the Studios CONTINUED FROM PAGE 52 Both are poorly dressed, but both have more glamor than a dozen more famous stars. They have intenseness; they put everything they have into their magnificent lines. This picture should make both of them stars overnight. The surprise of the month is "Lloyd's of London" at 20th Century-Fox. We expect a modern melodrama about unusual insurance risks and find, instead, a dramatic history of the beginning of one of the world's most amazing enterprises. A companion piece, as it were, to "The House of Rothschild." That, alone, is a tip-off that here is a picture which will be worth seeing. The set is the interior of Lloyd's Coffee House, London, in the year 1780. Old stained wood walls, massive and stately "Id Furniture beamed ceilings. The room is crowded with men — men wearing knee breeches, colorful frock coats, tricorne hats. Among them are Benjamin Franklin. Samuel Johnson and Boswell. The principal players in the scene are Sir Guv Standing and Freddie Bartholomew. It is Freddie's big scene. He doesn't prepare for it by rehearsing. Rather, he is riding his motor scooter through the vast inner labyrinths of the soundstage at a rate of ten "r fifteen miles an hour. Completely agile in his costume of long, torn coat. ragged pants held up by twine, and broken shoes. We don't find Sir Guy at first glance. He is minus his mustache. And doesn't mind admitting, by jove, thai he misses it. "A friend