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FIRST PRIZE— $15.00
THE WINNER!
THIS idea of realism in films that fans are always harping about is just so much bunk. Xo realism for me, please. I have too much of that; always have had. I'd rather be fed on fantasies and fables, wafted along through literally a fairyland than to have movies come down to earth and on the same plane as we ordinary mortals.
I'm a stenographer. Live in a cramped little apartment, shared with two other girls, similar wage earners. We press a button and presto! there's Lucy's bed. Mine has to be shoved against the wardrobe closet. We skimp and save for two weeks, walk to and from work to save carfare and eat drugstore sandwiches at noon, just to be able to buy a frilly blouse or a pair of suede shoes, and a presentable evening gown is something that happens once in a lifetime. Shows are a treat the boy friend has to provide.
Realism! I hope not! Thirty-five cents of hardearned cash for something that's all too familiar to us . . . slender budgets, one room apartments, cooking over a gas jet, shiny serge suits, runs in our hose. NEVER! Let Adrian design his scrumptious creations! Let working girls romp through their scenes with smiles instead of frowns. Glamour with a capital "G"
is what we want and we don't care how lavishly it's dished out. All too soon we emerge from our cinema thrills, but until the stroke of twelve we are carefree happy Cinderellas.
Buda Bronson, Ronceverte, W. Va.
The answer to the Cinderellas' wish: perhaps the glamorous Dietrich in the forthcoming picture, "Angel."
... is Jean Davis, who brings on an acute attack of laughter with her ridiculous burlesque rhumba in "Wake Up and Live." loan, you remember, was the comedienne in "The Holy Terror" who made a practice of hitting herself on the chin and falling over the scenery. Another Zanuck discovery on the way up!
SECOND PRIZE— $10.00
BOUQUETS TO BARRYMORE
My bouquet of fragrant, old-fashioned flowers is for one whose face is not new, but well-beloved; not handsome, perhaps, but etched in the finer beauty of laughter, tears and understan<Hng; in whose honest eyes the flashing fire of youth has softened to the gentle light of tender memory; whose figure is no longer stalwart, but bowed beneath the weight of years and pain, but which will always walk its lone way with quiet dignity and pride; to one who can look back upon his work and call it good; whose genius has created unforgettable characters that will live as long as his name is spoken.
To Lionel Barrymore, trouper and gentleman, I offer, with genuine admiration and deep respect, my little tribute.
Willie Mae Jackson,
Columbia, Tenn.
On April 28th, the eldest oj the Barrymores
celebrated his 59th birthday, was given a surprise party on the set at M-G-M by Clark Gable and Jean Harlow. This superb actor was born in Philadelphia, made his stage debut at the age oj five.
THIRD PRIZE— $5.00
A KING— NOT COMMON CLAY!
"He came, We saw, He conquered" is the simple tale of a young man's triumph — the triumph of that handsome, debonair charmer from across the seas, Fernand Gravet.