Picture Play Magazine (Mar-Aug 1927)

45 Teacups favorites old and new, and tells three too-long -absent stars. Bystander course, I have seen her. In fact, we had one of those typically languorous and Griffithian days catching up on our acquaintance. No hurried luncheon snatched in a crowded cafe; no tea hour with people bursting in. Just a drawling invitation from Corinne to come out the very first time that I could come in the morning, and spend the day. ''We wandered around the garden, rejoicing over the flourishing condition of all the plants Corinne put in with such travail last spring. Everything was fresh and fragrant and blooming gloriously, as though even the flowers were rejoicing to have her back home. The dogs were romping all over the place, of course. "I suppose she bought a lot of lovely clothes in Paris but, believe it or not, we didn't mention them. Exquisite clothes are an old story to Corinne — just a part of her work. What she was really excited over was a collection of Lalique glass that she brought from France — a boudoir lamp, some goblets, and three unusual picture frames. "Her first picture for United Artists is going to be 'The Garden of Eden.' She wants to have Charles Ray for her leading man, she being one of the select many who think that he has a greater future than his triumphant past. "I used to think that all Corinne's troubles would be over when she joined United Artists — they have such a splendid record of making hits. Just to cast a bit of gloom over the situation they had to go and prove that they aren't infallible. Look at the Barrymore picture, 'The Beloved Rogue' — that is, look at it if you can bear to. Apparently few people can, for the day I saw it there were only nineteen people in the theater. Count 'em, nineteen. Just about enough to pay for the services of one usher." "One more minute and I shall burst into tears," I counseled her. "I hardly think that either Barrymore or any of the United Artists officials Virginia Valli returned from a glorious vacation in Honolulu with just one great ambition — to go back there. ■ Photo by Seely PhBtaiihy The dove of peace once more flutters over Dorothy Mackaill and First National, for she has gone back to work. ■y will have to sit outside the theater with a 1 tin cup just because of one bad picture. By | the way, isn't he ever going to start another P one?" "Oh, yes," Fanny admitted gayly, "and if he will only forget the Fairbanks stunts he has seen, his next film may be good. It is based on the life of Benvenuto Cellini, the philandering artisan. By the way, Barrymore was about the only celebrity absent when 'The Firebrand,' the play based on Cellini's amorous adventures, opened the other night. Even Mary Pickford and Douglas Fairbanks were there, and you know how unusual it is for them to appear in public. Gloria Swanson and Marion Davies paused in the lobby for a minute to speak to some friends, and such a mob gathered around them that I thought a riot call would have to be turned in to the police. "Gloria has never looked lovelier in her life. She had on a crisp, springtime frock of one of those indescribable hues somewhere between persimmon and burnt orange, with a wrap to match. The wrap was very plain, as all' smart ones are nowadays — just a moment while we pause to sing, 'Where are the ostrich feathers and fur flounces of yesteryear?' Its only concession to trimming was a big bow of the same fabric as the wrap, that came up close to the neck. "Ian Keith, Ethel Clayton, and William Farnum were in the play and the kindest word to