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She’s a bundle of fire who talks bop with a British accent. But it’s not what Joan Collins does that intrigues Hollywood.
It’s the way she does it!
In “The Girl in the Red Velvet Swing” Joan portrays Evelyn Nesbit, above, co-stars with Farley Granger. A Londoner, Joan thinks America’s “real crazy. People call you honey Jive minutes after you’ve met them!” Below, with Sydney Chaplin, whom she met in Europe
• Joan Collins, 20th’s newest British importation who seems destined to quicken pulses from eighteen to eighty, thinks America is “real crazy.” Mixing bop talk, somewhat bewilderingly, with clipped British phrasing, she seems quite unaware that she may be the heat-wave that will shake Marilyn Monroe to the very tips of her pink toes. Dressed in matador pants, which she loves to wear — they look as though they had been put on with a spray-gun — she could fill in for any of Mickey Spillane’s sultrier heroines, with her smoky gray-green eyes, small triangular face, donkey bangs, shoulder-length brunette hair and steep curves. In time, one discovers a candor that is completely disarming. This girl has no postures. Her convictions come from an utterly honest mind, are sincere as a child’s. She is incapable of pretense.
A few days ago, for instance, she came into the 20th press office, saw a pile of about-to-be-released press items and began rifling through them. “She didn’t realize the obviousness of her action,” he said, “and when she found a story about herself, she yelped like a delighted kid. That was what she was looking for and she went about it in the most direct manner possible.”
Married at nineteen to ( Continued on page 102)
BY HYATT DOWNING