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SEPTEMBER 1925
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Gloria Swanson.
We seldom hear a comparative or a positive term used in reference to motion pictures or motion picture artists. It is invariably the superlative. Every film directed by the more famous of our producers is hailed as the greatest, the most stupendous, extravagant or tensely dramatic thing that every flickered across the silver sheet, every film artisc is the most beautiful or handsome, sweet-natured or talented person in the world according to the salaries paid their publicity managers or the degree of their popularity.
Queer, when one reflects upon it — and rather foolish, isn't it?
Belom ■ A star zvlto refused to take even
his genius seriously. Wally Reid was
human— very— yet the fans, it seems, wifl
never forget him.
They're only flesh and blood, these stars you Let 'em be human; the most lovable people
Glancing through the pages of a popular American monthly a few days ,ago, I came across a poem dedicated to Lillian Gish. " She has white magic at her finger tips " it ran, " Her hands are as the pale dove's startled wings. . . And she is primrose dawn before hot light dispels its charm. The star, the first star is her slave " There were several more verses in the same sort of strain, the last one asserting, if I remember rightly, that " Her soul looked out from her enchanting eves in wistful wonder," while
" Her body's grace was slim
like little trees."
\ 7ery, very lovely certainly, but does it, I ask you, suggest a real flesh and blood woman? — imagine breakfasting or going out to dinner with a girl who had " White Magic " (whatever that may be) at her finger tips, who had for her slave the evening star, and whose soul regarded you perpetually with " wistful wonder "?
In the same paper .a page and a half was devoted to the " Moods " and personality of another prominent screen star.
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bove : Lillian Gish, to -.Atom the poem quoted above W a s dedicated. Left : Alia XaAmova, BU /. o I sworn enem to heroint viorsh infers ez'en when tin eroine is herself.
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