Picture Play Magazine (Sep 1926 - Feb 1927)

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Hers is the most radiant of all smiles ; hers the most chic of all bobs. She is my ideal of glorious womanhood. I love her. And my sincerest wish is that she may find success and happiness soon. Leona Nordoff. 237 Southwestern Parkway, Louisville, Kentucky. Oh, Rapture! Oh, Bliss! Since seeing Victor Varconi in William de Mille's "Triumph," I have been aware that the coming of this handsome young Hungarian actor to our screen was an event of great importance because it suddenly placed in our midst a rare genius, an artist of the greatest magnitude. His art is so ethereal that I speak of it with bated breath as a thing apart from ordinary experience. You feel that he could turn less precious metal into gold by the peculiar magic of his touch. I cannot stand in the presence of such exquisite beauty and rare art as Victor Varconi brings to the screen and pay him a lesser tribute of my humble appreciation than to acclaim him my favorite actor. Victor Varconi is an immortal artist without a rival or even a contestant. His polished technique, his charm, his sweet spirituality, his beauty, his depth of drama and color, his ardent pathos, his bewitching capriciousness, and those eloquent eyes of rarest beauty and brilliance — make him the outstanding artist of the screen today. His Prince Dimitri in "The Volga Boatman" carried me to supernal heights of rapture; and then after seeing his Tade Adrian in "Silken Shackles" I felt as though I had touched the stars. He is dazzling ! And I predict a glowing career for my favorite actor, Victor Varconi. Mrs. Lorenzo Stevens. 711 Superba Avenue, Venice, California. Conrad Nagel's Just Deserts. May I correct Mr. Abbate on one point? Conrad Nagel was offered Jack Gilbert's part in "The Snob," and did not hive the courage to accept it. Jack Gilbert did, and it resulted in stardom for him, while Mr. Nagel remains in his old rut. No man may have more than his just deserts. However, the role of Sydney Carton simply cries to have Conrad play it, so I hope the story will be refilmed, with Mr. Nagel taking that role. "If I Were King" should be Gilbert's, for it fits him perfectly. Lillian Partos. 12 East Ninety-seventh Street, New York City. Bebe Forever ! Other fans may have their Lillians, their Marys, and their Normas, but for me there • is only one — Bebe. I adore her ! She is wonderful ! It was only three or four years ago that I first saw Bebe in "Sick Abed" and "Ducks and Drakes," and a few other such silly pictures redeemed only by her exotic personality and pep. She was just as beau tiful then as she is now, but less developed and interesting. In such' pictures as "The Affairs of Anatol" and "The World's Applause" she gave promise of a talent and ability which were but partially fulfilled in "Monsieur Beaucaire" and "The Crowded Hour." All Bebe needs now is the right kind of pictures and she will become a marvelous actress. I am sure you will agree with me when I say that she does wonders even with the mediocre pictures in which she is at present starring. So why couldn't she become a Norma Talmadge or a Gloria Swanson, if given the same opportunities they have had? Anyhow, no matter what Bebe does, whether she becomes a great actress or not, she holds a place in my heart which no other actress will ever fill. I've given her so much of my thoughts and my dreams that she is like some one very near and dear to me. And she is so very lovable, with her great dark eyes and the warm, sweet curves of her mouth. Who could help but love her, if not for her beauty and her personality, for the loveliness of her character, her good sportsmanship and her sincerity? She's — well, she's just Bebe Daniels, and I think that's enough. Bebe forever ! Lucile Wild. 804 Race Street, Connellsville, Pennsylvania. A Fan With Many Loves. Here are a few of the people and things I love : The big-hearted screen folk who are reasonably kind to the less fortunate, as we read of some who are. That book, "The Talmadge Sisters," written by Mother Talmadge. It's so human. That picture, "The Miracle Man." Just saw a revival of it, and it stirred the emotions just as it had at first. Of course, styles have changed in clothes, but the spirit of the picture drowns all that. Lois Wilson, for her womanliness. Please, Lois, don't harbor the notion that you want to be too modern — you're a winner as you are. Beautiful, subtle moments in pictures that stand out vitally ; also, irresistible bits that "tickle the ribs" and bring on a laugh unexpectedly. That beautiful girl, Mary Brian. Talk of a beautiful life being reflected in a face, believe me, she has it ! None of your hard-hearted Hannahs or hard-boiled Janes there ! Olive Borden — especially for her role in "Yellow Fingers." Elinor Fair, and her exotic, sensuous beauty. Helene Chadwick. She has been treated unfairly — but here's hoping her day of fame is near. Ronald Colman. But please, Ronald dear, don't look too cynical — just a little is enough. Monte Blue — just as he is. Richard Dix — the man who is still a boy at heart. Aileen Pringle, for her poise. Charles Ray, for coming back. Keep up pluck, Charlie ! Greta Garbo and Vilma Banky. They are individually different, yet somewhat alike — is it wistful appeal? And all fine pictures that I have ever seen. Pictures that are burned into memory, that might become dim with time, but yet their quality and greatness can never be effaced. And there have not been so very many of them. Mary Cochran. 4 Woessner Avenue, Pittsburgh, Pa.