Photoplay (Jul-Dec 1923)

102 Photoplay Magazine — Advertising Section Your Facial Habits When you laugh or cry, or express any emotion, your facial muscles draw the skin tense. As the unuYrskin becomes dry. these habits fix lines in your face. What are you doing to prevent time from leaving its record? WRINKLES The Tragedy of Youth! Just between yourself and your frankest hand-mirror, haven't you wrinkles? Distressingly deep ones or mere threadlike traceries, they mock at youth and beauty. It is only now with the discovery of a marvelous treatment— Ero Wrinkle Remover — that women are able to defend themselves from these merciless foes. Ego Wrinkle Remover removes wrinkles by softening the skin, feeding the starved cells and giving the fibrous tissue the necessary strength to resist the forming of other wrinkles. You will remove the lines and prevent the formation of new wrinkles, if you use Ego Wrinkle Remover. This is the simple way in which Ego Wrinkle Remover succeeds always where other methods have failed. Sold at finer department stores for $5 a tube or direct by mail. Its results are priceless! If you have any questions on beauty, write Grace M. Anderson, V. Vivaudou, Inc. Dept. 107 469 Fifth Avenue, NEW YORK Just as creases van'sh when a handkerchief is dipped in water, 'wrinkles disappear under the effect of Ego Wrinkle Remover. 9/ie Cxclusioe (J^eauUj cJfealmenls Ego Wrinkle Remover. . . .$5.00 Ego Bust Beautilier 5.00 Ego Deodorant Crcme .... 1.00 Ego Perspiration Regulator. 1.50 Ego Dandruff Remover and Hair Beautilier 5.00 Eso Nail Polish $ .35 Ego Sunburn Preventive . . 3.00 Ego Ankle Cream 5.00 Ego Freckle Cream 7.50 Ego Skin and Pore Cleanser 5.00 i Ego Hair Curling I7/ 1 Cream 3.00 »«~V/U Ego Depilatory 5.00 IWRINKU Ego Wrinkle Remover does to the skin permanently what the window Pa tie does to the hand~ kerchief. *■" VIVAUDOU^ Grace M. Anderson, V. VIVAUDOU, Inc. Dept. 107 469 Fifth Avenue, New York ENCLOSED find 15.00 — for which please send me tube of Ego Wrinkle Remover. I am privileged to return the Ego Wrinkle Remover and have money refunded should I Dot b'entirely satisfied. (Use separate sheet if ordering other prod ucts.) FOOLS AND RICHES— Universal HpHE handsome hero of this picture proves ■*■ the old adage that a fool and his money are soon parted. When his father dies and leaves him practically penniless, he finds that his rich friends have deserted him — and he is forced to shift for himself. This he does with such efficiency that, in the last reel, he has a new fortune, and a grand job and a girl. DOUBLE DEALING— Universal A VERY stupid young man is persuaded, by ■**■ a professional confidence man, to buy an apparently worthless bit of property. Suddenly, however, the property assumes great value — and then the complications set in. Though the story is badly told, some good work is done by the Universal stock company. And, in the end — though there's an almost murder — everything ends happily. MADNESS OF YOUTH— Fox A DRAMA about an engaging crook. Pos■*»■ ing as a "holy man" he enters the home of a rich man and tries to rob him of the millions he keeps in a safe on the premises. His victim's daughter discovers him at the safe but wins her father's forgiveness and consent to their marriage. John Gilbert's sincere portrayal and Billie Dove make the story nearly plausible. CROSSED WIRES— Universal A GAY little Cinderella story with a dark ■**■ border of melodrama. Of an operator of a switchboard who longed "to go into society just once" and contrived it. The cauldron of difficulties in which Gladys Walton is immersed stir some sympathy and considerable laughter. HER FATAL MILLIONS— Metro A SWIFTLY moving comedy built upon a girl's fibs to a suitor whom she believes faithless. When he returns to town she shows him a millionaire's home and says she has married the millionaire. Out of this fabrication grows an inferno of amusing complications. Viola Dana in a man's ill-fitting suit supplies much of the humor. THE REMITTANCE WOMAN— Film Booking Co. PTHEL CLAYTON'S loveliness and Achmed -'-'Abdullah's knowledge of the dim and mystic East combine in a tale of adventure. The heroine's father sent her to China to cure her of extravagance. There she gains a sacred vase and nearly loses her life. Rockliffe Fellowes is the hero. Tom Wilson, as a gigantic sailor, stands out. ,42V OLD SWEETHEART OF MINE— Metro TAMES WHITCOMB RILEY'S poem has J been screened with considerable charm and numerous touches of melodrama. The "old sweetheart" begins her long and unwavering course of constancy while the hero is kept after school and she waits for him on the doorstep. She stands by him even when an attractive worldling woos and nearly wins him. Elliott Dexter is the boy grown up and Helen Jerome Eddy is his wife. STEPPING FAST— Fox npOM MIX and his cowboy hat play a rush•* ing part. Tom "Mixes up" with a gang of desperadoes while saving a gentle archaeologist's life. The same gang, having later accomplished the murder of the archaeologist, and frightened Tom's screen mother to death, becomes the object of the hero's vendetta. He follows the leaders to China and rescues the murdered man's daughter from death in a cellar. There is another "Mix up" of tenderer nature. LOVEBOUND—Fox A WELL knit, consistent story, built cumu■**• latively to strong climaxes. A district attorney falls in love with his secretary. The girl's father is a jewel thief. The conflict between her loyalty to her father and her love for the man whose duty it is to prosecute criminals, is well developed by George Scarborough, the author, who was once a Secret Service man. Shirley Mason draws sympathetically the character of the heroine. Questions and Answers [continued from page 8i ] L. D., Havana, III. — Pleased, I'm sure. I will follow your example in brevity. But first let me tell you a little story. In one of the quiet spots of New York — yes, there are a few — there is a well-clipped, green square. It is fenced with a neat iron railing, too high to climb over and too closely wrought to climb through, and a gate keeper tells you it is private property, that is, open only to residents in the square. Though a magic quarter caused the key to be turned in the lock on one of the visits I made to it. Near the middle of the block is a life size statue in gray granite. The gray stone figure wears the graceful garb and the melancholy air of Hamlet. It is a statue to Edwin Booth. Were the statue endowed with living eyes it could look across the intervening green space to a stately four story gray stone house, at 16 Gramercy Square. The statue is that of Edwin Booth. The stately gray stone house is The Players Club. The house was the great actor's home. He gave it to his fellow actors, reserving a few rooms in it for his own home. In a small, high room at the front from which he could look out upon the green, wooded, fenced-in square with the demure children of the neighborhood playing there under the watchful eyes of becapped nurses or careful governesses, Booth spent his last days. With a book lying open at the verses which he was reading he drew his last, gentle, melancholy breath. That was thirty years ago. Hundreds of actors, particularly those of scholarly tastes, are members of the club. Francis Byrne, going there from the Comedy Theater, where he had been playing an important role in Jitta's Atonement, with Bertha Kalich, collapsed upon one of the big velvet divans, placed his hand on his heart and died. Three years ago the actors who enjoyed membership in The Players erected the statue in Gramercy Park to the leader of the American stage. Eugene O'Brien goes to the Players Club, 1 6 Gramercy Square, New York City, for his relaxation and his mail. Now for the promised brevity. Ramon Novarro, Metro. Rodolph Valentino, Hotel des Artistes. Ivor Novello, Care D. W. Griffith. Kenneth Harlan, Preferred Pictures. Western Pep, Denver, Colo. — How nice of you to say you think "Questions and Answers" is the pep of the whole book. And to add that you "believe I understand the ways of the world and its people and furthermore believe you are a jolly good fellow." So are you, Western Pep, even though you wear skirts instead of trousers. Good fellowship is in the soul and heart and, like brains, is sexless. But my name? Nay. Nay. Publication rules and my own native modesty — the violet has nothing on me in that respect — forbid. You will send me a snap shot of yourself, you say. Kind of you but isn't there a "sweetie" or "best young man," who would protest against such graciousness to an unknown? He may be much handsomer and worthier than I. What if I were a world war veteran with an empty sleeve or a wooden Every advertisement in PHOTOPLAY MAGAZINE Is guaranteed.