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Janet Gaynor, minus Tyrone Power, plus a wisp of a hat, an orchid corsage and handsome Richard Carlson (latest Broadway import) makes a new equation — answer yet unsolved. Right: George Raft plus Virginia Pine totals one long-standing romance
Presenting the low-down on the high jinks of filmtown — as jotted down by our wijy Coast G-Man York
They Do Say:—
TYRONE POWER is casting longing eyes in Sonja Henie's direction once again — and little Sonja admits she's never lost her fondness for "Ty" . . .
Katharine Hepburn is slated for Scarlett — if the public will accept her. How do you feel about it, by the way? . . .
It's love and probably marriage between Mary Maguire and Joseph Schenck, 20th Century-Fox producer . . .
Despite all studio attempts to make Richard Greene another young man-about-town with the ladies he remains loyal to his very first American sweetheart — Arleen Whelan. . . .
Guilty, Wayne?
rERSISTENT rumors are making the rounds that Wayne Morris is taking his screen luck just a mite too importantly for any good.
A very prominent actor who was recently co-starred in a picture in which young Morris
played, tells of meeting the blond actor at a recent gathering. Rushing up to the star, Wayne is said to have shouted, "Boy, I've just seen the preview of my new picture. Wait 'til you see it."
The silence that followed was deep as a sea.
Let's hope Wayne, who is really a most likeable kid, gets hep to himself, in time.
Is It Love— Or Is It?
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HO would ever think Photoplay, -at its age, would turn out to be a Danny Cupid de luxe?
Yet it happened. At our Hollywood party in honor of Mr. Bernarr Macfadden, one Michael Whalen came over breathing questions in our ear.
"Who is she? She's marvelous. She's wonderful. I must meet her."
We looked over and discovered Michael's object of adoration was none other than the lovely Ilona Massey.
So, leading over an excited Michael to a calm Ilona, we spoke their names.
That was as far as we got. They just sat there absorbed in each other.
And now Hollywood's greatest romance is Michael and Ilona. The two are seen constantly together.
Recently, in the corset section of a local department store, we ran head on into Michael waiting patiently for his mother.
"I can't thank you enough," he enthused. "It's the romance of my life."
So Photoplay takes a bow for furnishing its own "Who's going with whom" material.
French Accent on a Practical Joke
I HE French wife of Fernand Gravet is wading through the intricate and weighty business of learning English.
A wag, meeting her at the studio, offered to help. "If you want to please and surprise Fernand with your progress, say to him when he arrives home this evening, "You are a ham."
Delighted Mrs. Gravet memorized the line and waited for her handsome husband's return.
"Fernand," she cried "you are a — " and then stopped. "I have mislaid the word," she cried. "Oh, I am sorry."
"What does it sound like?" Fernand urged.
"Oh, it was lovely, I am sure. Something so nice. Oh I am so sorry."
The Gravets are still wondering about the lost and so-beautiful word.
Rudy, How Could You?
HOLLYWOOD is still in a well-maybewe'rewrong daze.
It seems the first day Rudy Vallee reported on the "Gold Diggers in Paris" set, he carried a book under his arm. Between each scene Rudy would hurry back to his book, feverishly turning the pages.
"What's he reading?" Allen Jenkins kept asking everyone.
"I think it's a mystery story," Rosemary Lane replied. "No other kind of book could be so absorbing."
However, no member of the cast could ever
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