Photoplay (Jan-Jun 1954)

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Doris is back at work — but there's an unfamiliar sign on the door — “No Visitors" • “Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.” William Shakespeare said it, and a thousand Hollywood stars — stars who have gloried and trembled, triumphed and wavered— have known this deep uneasiness. In those hours between midnight and dawn when inky blackness gives way to grey, cold light, many a troubled star has watched the approach of another day with weary eyes. Doris Day — fun-loving, vibrant, radiant — finds today that the crown which she has worn so admirably for nearly five years is growing heavy on her head. And in those hours when the mantle of gayety no longer warms her, when she must dare to face herself alone, accompanied only by her own fears, hopes, desires, are there tears instead of laughter? The buoyant Doris is disturbingly subdued. When the shooting of her current film, ironically titled “Lucky Me,” was postponed again and again, her family and friends wondered — and worried. And Doris, normally the most communicative of people, would say nothing about what was troubling her. Whatever her problem, she was keeping it to herself, brooding over her own dark thoughts. What exactly has happened to her? This, only Doris herself^ — ^and perhaps her husband, Marty Melcher — can say. But the known facts can, in part, speak for themselves: A short time after the completion of “Calamity Jane,” Doris went into seclusion. To all appearances, she was merely “between pictures.” But the starting date for “Lucky Me” came and went. Again and again, it was pushed back on the calendar. Finally, it was announced that Doris had undergone surgery for the removal of a small, benign cyst. Veiled rumors, however, insisted that her illness was far more For years she’s spread the sunshine of her smile. Now something has happened to dim that Day sparkle. You can help bring it hack 34 CONTINUED ON NEXT PACE Engstead