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SECOND
CHANCE
BY
JAISE WILKIE
• Not too many months ago, a dashing, dark-eyed actor swooped across the nation’s movie screens on his flying trapeze and made a graceful landing right smack in the middle of the hearts of a million palpitating movie fans. As far as the younger moviegoers were concerned, this handsome daredevil was a discovery. Their discovery. And what they wanted to know was why hadn’t somebody told them about this marvelous Cornel Wilde before.
Well, somebody had told them — or at least their older sisters— long before Cornel made his sensational comeback in “The Greatest Show on Earth.” Anyone over twenty can remember that half a dozen years ago, the magazines of America were liberally peppered with his pictures — acting, eating, laughing, loving, sneezing and snoozing. He was a top man on the popularity polls after he played the role of Chopin in the picture, “A Song to Remember” nine years ago. And because of the smoldering melancholy Cornel brought to the composer’s life, every album of Chopin’s records was sold right off the shelves of music stores all through the coimtry, and bop got edged out of first place on the Hit Parade.
Hollywood rushed to offer Cornel Wilde its hottest movie scripts — and for the next few years, the film world was his personal oyster. Then, gradually, the familiar sad old story began to unfold. New faces moved into prominence, new players jockeyed for position, and Cornel began to be overlooked. He had the examples of dozens of other Hollywood careers to go by, and he knew the pattern — the tremendous flush of popularity, the decline, a long slump, perhaps, and then (for the solid performers), the needle pointing little by little upward once more, and the return to a comfortable place in the gallery of filmdom’s dependables. But knowing what to expect didn’t make the reality any easier for Cornel.
That initial dip worries all actors. Why wouldn’t it? Though some are willing to take anything — (Continued on page 98)
As the man on the flying trapeze, Cornel Wilde proved you can’t keep a good manor actor— down!
With wife Jean Wallace, Cornel got a second chance at happiness