Picture-Play Magazine (1933)

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ON WITH THE Miss Harlow has already lived through more drama, joy, glory, and tragedy than most women experience in a lifetime. I AM not afraid of anything! I never have been 1 .-it any time in my life. ( Ine of the very in-, mother taught me was to have Mother has always been righl in advising n'l in the greatest trial I have ever endured 11 found out how sound she is. "w< no fear. The best any of us can do ' '" .' foundation on which to stand, •'""' ' ■ as courageously and hon ''''•• 1 1 we fail, well, it is fate' destiny!" u ' fean Harlow broke her long silence uicide of Paul Bern, Metro-Goldin the home which lean occupied as than tun months, words -die uttered to any one contig the tragedy. She made no comment to me upon By Elza Schallert the event itself, and I am sure no statement will ever be forthcoming from her. Whatever sorrow she has suffered has been in quietude, in the innermost recesses of her heart. If she had any explanation for Bern's act, which shocked the film colony as no other event in many years, or even had any understanding of the motive, the world will never know. "I simply cannot talk about what has happened," she said, with frank conviction. "It is something inexplicable, something unutterably sad. I went back to the studio to work just as quickly as possible to get my mind on other things. Work has been my salvation, believe me. It has kept me from going mad." Jean Harlow is one of the first voluptuously beautiful girls since the days of Barbara La Marr to write colorful drama in the annals of filmdom. She is of the genus Cleopatra, as Barbara was, picked by the gods the day she was born for a spectacular, dramatic, intense life. Jean is only twenty-one years old, the age when most girls are just knocking at the door of life. And yet she already has lived through more drama, joy, glory, and tragedy than most women experience in a lifetime. And knowing this gorgeous child-woman, you can't help feeling that the experiences which have crowded her young life so fully are but the first chapters in a book that will be filled to overflowing by the time she is thirty. Jean is like a flashing meteor that tears through the night sky in its plunge to des Although "put on the spot" after Paul Bern's suicide, Miss Harlow soon won Hoi ly wood's sympathy and admiration. Photo by Bull