Photoplay (Jul-Dec 1938)

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Sn ^cv, "© 0o0 Memories MUCH has been written concerning the fickleness of the public's fancy — how stars are soon forgotten by their fans. And yet, twelve years after the death of Valentino, fans from all over the world still write in to Hollywood, wanting to talk of him, to hear again and again the little stories about him that they must know long since by heart. Each year, on the anniversary of his death, August 26th, a mystery woman, clad in black and wearing a black veil concealing her face, appears at the tomb of the Italian star to weep silently a while and then steal away. Recently, Valentino's picture, "The Sheik," was brought back to the screen in Los Angeles, and at the first matinee the manager waited patiently for the arrival of the mysterious unknown who has become a Hollywood legend. "She'll come," he said. "Let's hold the picture till the last possible moment. I just know she'll come." The minutes dragged on and finally the manager himself gave up. "We'll have to go on," he said reluctantly and then stopped — at the box office stood the woman in black. With a very white hand she reached for her ticket and quietly went in, her veil lowered. The manager nodded assent and the unfolding of "The Sheik" began. At its conclusion she quietly stole out a side exit and was gone. The voice of the former screen idol may also be revived. It has been disclosed that Valentino had, at one time, a "private sitting" for a voice rendition, and efforts are now being made to reissue the record publicly. JEAN HARLOW is another star destined to live on in the hearts of thousands. At the first anniversary of her death in June hundreds of fans gathered before her former home (now occupied by the William Gargans) to stand and gaze silently at the house. Many others passed through the mausoleum where she rests. "With Jean, as was the case with Valentino," a writer explained, "there existed a nature so simple, so close to nature's own pattern, that it simply cannot die. For all the swashbuckling of the handsome Italian, for all the outer voluptuousness of Jean, that something which was real and honest burned high." (Continued on page 76) PHOTOGRAPHS BY HYMAN FINK So "buxom, blithe and debonair" are the Franchot Tones (top) a\ the "Victoria" openng. Isn't Joan stunning in her new coiffure and charming sequin jacket? At the Troc Norman Taurog and Herbert Marshall (center) share a little private joke; while, at the same place, Spencer Tracy earnestly whispers something Claudette Colbert takes all too lightheartedly