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OCTOBER 1924
Pichures and PichjreQver
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If you were to ask mc why D. W. Griffith was like Rex Ingram I should reply that the former discovered Colleen Moore. What I mean is that between them they seem to have discovered every star in the film firmament, and if the former hadn't it is odds on that the latter would. This sounds a bit mixed, but it's all right really if you think about it ! Anyway, the great D.W.G. did discover Colleen, though I doubt if even he knew at the beginning that he had found a star. He knew he had found a wistful, elfin flapper, with an Irish temperament — which was what he was looking for — but it wasn't long before he discovered that he had struck a goldmine by accident. The speed with which Colleen has come into the front rank has been one of the most remarkable things in the recent history of motioi pictures.
It is only two years ago since The Lotus Eaters came over and set everyone asking who was this new juvenile lead playing opposite John Barrymore. Now she is being starred in special productions, and her name stuck up in huge electrics, with the usual result that alluring perfumes and a whole host of other products of the commercial world are named after her. In fact she is now so famous, and so much in demand that it is very difficult indeed to get an interview with, her. If you look for her out West
Colleen -was a captivating baby.
A wistful, elfin flapper, with one blue eye and one brown eye-, and a real Irish temperament— in other words Colleen Moore.
Above :
An everyday
snapshot of
Colleen.
Above : With her husband, John McCormick. Left : Colleen improving the shining hour.
she is in New York. And when you trail her to New York she has just left for California. All the big directors seem to be wanting Colleen Moore parts at the moment : indeed she has been so busy that she has hardly had time to get married, and could only squeeze in a day and a half for her honeymoon. However I caught her. Needs must when the — er — Editor of PICTUREGOER drives ! I caught her. What an epic of endeavour lies hidden in those simple words ! It was really quite simple. Colleen was in the mountains resting. I was in the mountains — but I was not resting. Therefore I caught her. At least I didn't catch her — I caught John. John is her husband. He is much easier to catch than Colleen.
" I want to meet your wife," I said sternly.
"Cure," said Mr. McCormick. John doesn't mind how many people meet his wife, he's so proud of her. They've only been married a short time and it's very difficult for them to realise yet that it's quite an ordinary thing that has happened to lots of other people at various times. They're all like that at first. Then they get to know interviewers. After that it's a job for a man who combines the qualities of a Sherlock Holmes and a bloodhound !
However. • " Sure," said John, and topk me straight to her.
She was inside her car at the time. Right inside it. Inside the engine in fact . . . and she was murmuring those soothing persuasions that a motorist