Picture Play Magazine (Sep 1920 - Feb 1921)

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68 Over the Teacups own studio. And she's finished the first two of the four pictures that she's to release through Paramount-Artcraft, and the third is under way. She wrote the stories for all of them. Isn't that wonderful ? — her accomplishing so much, I mean. And Nell Shipman incorporated her own company a while ago, and Rosemary Theby is now starring at the head of hers." "Any more news from the coast?" demanded Fanny. "Not a soul out there writes to me any more." "Lois Wilson has signed a five-year contract with Famous Players-Lasky," I answered. "She's been playing leads for Jack Kerrigan for some time, you know. I be1 i e v e she'll g o straight to the very top before long, don't you ? Oh, and I drove up to Syracuse one week-end a while ago, and behold, they were having a State fair there and Irene Castle's saddle horse had just won second prize in the horse show — which isn't exactly news from the coast, of course, but it's interesting, nevertheless. "And Irene has formed a company of her own — did you hear that exactly suit her." "I hear that Constance Talmadge has one that just suits her, too — heard it over the phone ; she's been too busy to see anybody since she got back. She's working hard again ; started as soon as she got home, on a story John Emerson and Anita .Loos had prepared. Imagine being as much in demand as that !" And Fanny sighed deeply and gazed at Zeena Keefe, who was having tea at a neighboring table. "Charlie Ray is going to make James Whitcomb Riley's 'The Old Swimming Hole' for the screen; did you know that? And little Jean Paige is still here in town, working in Vitagraph's production of 'Black Beauty ;' I can't figure out where the heroine of the story came in, but Jean tells me there really was one. And she's quite deeply in love with the horse that plays the lead." "According to rumor, that's not all that Jean's in love with," remarked Fanny darkly, but not another word would she utter on the subject, though I offered to take her to a tea at Vivian Martin's the next day if she would only elucidate. Her unusual reticence made me suspect that she was none too sure of her facts herself. "I suppose you know all about what Harold Lloyd plans to do since he's finished his contract with Pathe and begun on the one he has with Associated Exhibitors ?" I exclaimed at last, disgustedly. "Of course, I do — go on making comedies," retorted Fanny, with a chuckle. "And I know a lot about the Ince special, 'The Magic Life,' in which Florence Vidor and House Peters have the leading roles. Won't they be great together? She's to be starred in her A snapshot of John Bowers, who is sitting on the rail, looking like Tommy Meighan, and Helen Chadwick just looking like herself. -and is to make pictures that just husband's productions a little later, you know. And he's been a star for years." "I saw Mabel Normand the other day, on Fifth Avenue, fleeing from a photographer. Oh, not literally ; he was in his studio, blocks away. But Goldwyn's press agent wanted her to have some new photographs taken, and Mabel was determined that she'd spend her time in the East just having a vacation — so she avoided every sort of camera, even a pocket-edition one." "She's wise. And — oh, my dear, here's a bit of news that's really gossip, only it isn't !" Fanny leaned across the table and spoke so confidentially that the waitress could hardly bear to tear herself away. "O f course, you've heard of Luther Reed, who wrote four of the stories that Metro now has in hand ; 'Cinderella's Twin,' that Viola Dana is doing, and 'White Ashes,' being made with an allstar cast, to say nothing of any number of other scenarios that have been prod u c e d . Well , Naomi Childers is directly responsible for his success; honestly, she is ! He wanted to write, but never really did much of anything with his talent for it until she began to urge him to do scenarios, and kept right at it until finally he did. She'd had experience enough in movies to know a good scenario mind when she met it." "Well, speaking of people who have been on the screen a long time, aren't you glad that Florence Turner has signed up with Metro? Just think — she's been in pictures thirteen years." "Nobody knows that any better than I do. I used to cut cooking class so that I could go to see her, when I was in grammar school. Oh, look quick — there goes Harrison Ford ; I went into Brentano's the other day to order some books, and he was simply in the seventh heaven of happiness, getting some first editions. He's at the Talmadge Studio now, you know." "I suppose you saw Florence Reed in her new play. 'The Mirage?' And weren't you glad to hear that Henry Walthall is to do 'Ghosts', on the stage? I saw him in it on the screen, and thought he was wonderful." "Well, speaking of ghosts reminds me of Olive Thomas' funeral ; you were out of town the last of September, weren't you, and missed it? Well, I wish I had been ; I felt depressed for days afterward. They brought the body home on the Mauretania, and held the burial services the next day, at St. Thomas' Church, you know — one of the most fashionable ones in New York. And the music and flowers and service were simply wonderful, of course, but I couldn't help remembering little Olive as I saw her when she was in the 'Follies' — and in one song in the 'Frolic,' when she Continued on page 92