Picture Play Magazine (Mar-Aug 1926)

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56 Photo by Melbourne Spurr Despite rumors to the contrary, Dorothy Manners thinks Vilma Banky is just as charmingly unaffected as on her first arrival in this country. What About Vilma? LATELY, some of the local sob sisters have been hinting that Vilma Banky is not the same unassuming, unaffected girl that she was when she first arrived in Hollywood. For one thing, they point out, she hasn't been showing up at the Montmartre with good-fellowship regularity, and she has also turned clown several exhibitors' dinners and grand-stand social functions. Y'understand ? I talked to Vilma on the Valentino set for a moment, not long ago, and after a minute search, clown to the least bat of an eyelash, I couldn't find an iota of change. She is quite as naively devasr tating and beautiful as ever. She says she is tired of going to cafes, because every one says, "Yes, not so pretty what she wears." I imagine Vilma has been advised to stay away from hostess' nights, dancing contests, and the like — and not unwisely. It isn't her sort of thing. Lois. Recently, I have had the pleasure of knowing Lois Wilson, who came out to the Coast to visit her parents for a while. And I mean a pleasure. She is one of the most delightful girls in pictures — or out of them. I remember little things in particular about her: Her way of fitting into exactly the mood of a situation. Her tactful consideration. The Sketch Intimate impressions of well-known peo sketched by a girl who has long been in Her genuine interest in what other people are saying. If I told you how many of our first, foremost, and finest stars look bored when the conversation is not of themselves, you'd be surprised. But Lois not only seems interested in things outside her own sphere — she really is. She is a credit to her charming mother, and her mother is a credit to her. If I could think of nicer things to say, I would say them. Mary Has No Motor Car. I thought that was worthy of a headline, because it is an actual fact that Mary Philbin does not own, and never has owned, a car. How do I know? Because a very witty young man, Mr. Carroll Graham, wrote me a letter to that effect, and I'd believe anything he told me, because he is a press agent. But anyway, that one is true, and if Mary doesn't make me out a liar by purchasing a gas buggy before this gets into print, Lois Wilson has a genuine interest in other people. Photo by M.I. Boris