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Trigger steals the spotlight from Roy Rogers and Dale Evans at opening of the new Beverly Hills “Hitching Post” theater
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by the Journal of the American Medical Association
Jeweled symphony in earrings, ring, bracelet and necklace on Norma Shearer at Harry Lachman Party
( Continued from, page 24) stymied and by his own wife, Rita Hayworth. During the making of “The Lady from Shanghai” in Mexico, a day’s shooting seemed to depend on whether or not Rita was peeved at her husband. With the cast and crew assembled somewhere in the Mexican hills, the waiting would begin while Rita lingered within her dressing room. When and if she did emerge, Orson would approach her smilingly. “How are you, Mama?” he’d ask. “You feel like making this scene now, Mama?” With a shrug of the shoulders or a pout on the lips, Rita would designate her willingness.
Or maybe after they’d been waiting for endless hours, the hairdresser would murmur, with hand over mouth, “She isn’t coming out at all. She just isn’t coming.” More befuddled by it all than ever, the company would wait and wait.
The soul of cooperation on her other
films, Cal can’t help but think that it isn’t so good for a husband, who happens to be something of a personality himself, to direct a star who happens to be his wife. Too much of the personal can creep into the professional.
Hollywood Says: Peggy Cummins is the photogenic surprise of all time. In “The Late George Apley” she emerges a beauty . . . Someone should rush Jerome Courtland, the “Holy Cow” boy of “Kiss and Tell,” into a picture now that he’s recovered from that accident in Japan and is out of service. A very funny lad, that Jerome . . . The bit of the unfrocked priest in “The Razor’s Edge” should put Fritz Kortner into big-time parts . . . American fans feel their receiving James Mason a fair exchange for England receiving Gregory Peck — but we want him back, remember.
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