Pictures and the Picturegoer (Jan-Dec 1924)

50 Picture s and PichjreQ ver JANUARY 1924 drols Eva and Jane Novak with their director, Victor Schertzinger. MARIE DORO She is the most delightful star That shines upon the screen, And loveliest of them all by far In face and form and mien; Her art is an unfailing spell Film-goers to enthral — For she's (as I have tried to tell) The brightest star of all. My pen could travel half-a-mile To write of her ad lib; But still, I'd better finish while I haven't told a fib; She's (though my praises go so far No word would I recall) The greatest star, the prettiest star — The brightest star of all. E. B. O. (London). JOAN MORGAN. Of all the British screen stars, The one I like the best Is very sweet — and who she is Most probably you've guessed. Her name ?— Why Joan — Joan Morgan, By friends she's nicknamed " Joe," I think it quite a good one Because it suits her so. Her eyes are blue and limpid, Her acting is divine, The films I've seen her in — let's see — I think I've been to nine. She is both young and clever (Her age is three times six) With prettiness she does abound, But affectation— NIX ! ! Pat (London, W.). FROM SENNETT'S " IN MEMORIAM." Wring out, wild Belles, with a wild cry Thy dainty garments massacred, An awful accident's occurred; Wring out thy skirts and let them dry. " Fall in," I cried, " and we'll commence." The camera began to crank; I did not mean " Fall in the tank " Oh lovely maids of little sense. Wring from thy cloaks each rivulet, Unhappy Belles, wring out thy curls : Remember this, my bathing girls — It is forbidden to get wet. M. S. (Hollywood). TO THE FILM-FOLK I am in love with shadow shapes That flit across the screen. Theirs is the glamour of a world That I have never seen. For I forget my own grey life, With all its cares and gloom, When watching silver shadows flit, Within a twilit room. The heart-beat of a tropic night. The whispering sigh of dawn. The gladness of the leafy glades, When daffodils are born. The magic of the moonlit Nile. The tall ships on the seas, The freedom of the wind-swept hills The peace of summer leas. The haunting fragance of Romance The joys of Love divine; A glorious crown of happiness, All these and more, are mine. So let me, for the loveliness, The silver shadows bring One little song of thankfulness To shadow-makers sing. H. G. (Manchester). IVOR {With apologies). There is a boy whose ways are full Of royal charm and grace, And all the joy in all the world Seems in his smiling face. Ask me of whom I'm thinkingAll the livelong day? With a smile, and then a sigh, I will softly say — Laddie in Tartan, I'm dreaming of you, I want you to know That I'll always be true. " Bonnie Prince Charlie," I'm longing for you, So come soon, my dear Laddie in Tartan. The Ugly Dccki.ing. PULLING PICTURES TO PIECES. [This is your department of PiCTLREfcoER. In it we deal each month with riditalous incidents in current film-reteases. Entries must be made on postcards, and each reader must have his or her attempt witnessed by two other readers. 2/6 will be awarded to the sendeT of each " Fault " published in the PiCturegoer. Address : " Faults," the Picturegoer, 93 Long Acre, W.C.2.] The Hero Changes His Stripes. In One Stolen Night, featuring Alice Calhoun, the hero disguises himself in the guard's striped robe and black headgear. When he arrives at the city gate, after being chased by the Arab tribe, he is all in white. When and where did he change? K. M. E. (Camberley). Auto-Suggestion or Zam-Buk? • When the two villains, in Iron to Gold are fighting for possession of the heroine, Dustin Farnum comes in and wipes the floor with them both. Their faces are seen to be much disfigured and battered, yet, shortly, after, when Dustin is taking the heroine through the rocks to the home trail, we see one of the villains waiting to waylay them. And his face shows no mark of violence whatever. E. A. S. (Loughborough). Memory Plays Funny Tricks. In the Lacrezia Borgia episode of Wonder Women of the World, the "Duke of Naples" is stabbed in the right arm. Later, during convalesence. the Duke has his left arm in a sling, and uses the other quite normally. Rather a lapse of memory on the Duke's part ! M. A. S. (Ilford). There Are Flames — And Flames! The hero in Through Fire and Water (Clive Brook), is tied up, by his enemies, at the bottom of a wooden staircase, and left to burn to death. Although the flames leap all round him. when he is rescued by the heroine (Flora Le Breton), his flannels are still white. Surely the flames would have blackened or charred them a little? Or maybe they came from the place where " Asbestos Annie " bought her clothes. R. F. (Birmingham). Poor Old Father! In The Angel of Contentment, we see the funeral service being read over the grave of the heroine's father. But the grave was filled in and the tombstone put up already ! ! ! I know they don't like fathers in films but why such indecent haste? M. K. (Hornsey Rise Gardens). Where Did That One Go! Rudolph Valentino, as the villain in Stolen Moments, gives the heroine a photograph of himself, in which he is seen wearing a small moustache. When the heroine, after reading the words written on the back of the photo, clasps it to her, the face is clean shaven, but later, when she looks at it, the moustache reappears. G. P. (Portsmouth).