Photoplay (Jan-Jun 1950)

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Jane’s sense of humor is equ'al to telling the story of her Paris weekend when, as Johnny Belinda, she received the attention she didn’t get — as Jane Wyman! First in a new series. This one’s about Jane, who knew all the answers while still in her teens — except the one she’s still searching for ONE thing’s for sure about Jane Wyman. She is different. She’s frank and she’s honest. None of that chi chi you get from some Hollywood residents. In fact, I never thought I’d hear a top star admit that fifty million Frenchmen didn’t even know her from the side of a barn. But all that “my-public-simply-adores-me” stuff is strictly for the birds, as far as Jane is concerned. “Why, my name couldn’t even get me a hotel room in Paris,” says Jane, quite frankly. Seems that when Jane was in England, last summer, making “Stage Fright,” she decided that she and her very best friend, Betsy Kaplan, should have a weekend in Paris. “I needed laughs,” says Jane. “I hadn’t had any for two years.” Anyway, she told Betsy not to worry about a thing. Even though her French was limited to a few stock phrases, the name Jane Wyman would get them rooms in the best hotel. Just throw her weight around a bit, that’s all. Jane goes into hysterics when she tells about it. The customs officials were not at all impressed when she showed them her passport. The porter wouldn’t let her use her few stock phrases. And the room clerk at the hotel couldn’t have been more bored. When Jane requested a suite for Jane Wyman and friend, the man simply shrugged and said, “Non, non.” “Don’t you make no, no with me,” said Jane, taken down a peg. “Get ( Continued on page 115) )0