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Kenneth Harlan, who is now in vaudeville, says he will never return to the screen without a long contract.
What's Become
Kenneth Harlan, Charles Ray, Bert Lytell, and Cullen do they enrich the screen no longer? The writer of
you have his report of
By Samuel
My appointment was for eight. Mr. Lytell greeted me at ten after, in his dressing room. Valet hovered close by. Pale-blue eyes pierced me. "What's on your mind?" he shot out.
"We — the public and I — have been wondering what's become of you? To be frank, if you don't mind, you were riding the crest of the movie wave for a time, and then all of a sudden — eclipse. There was no gradual diminution in your appearances ; suddenly one just didn't see you any more. What happened?"
"After the expiration of my last contract, I made two pictures abroad — one in Europe and one in Africa. There was some difficulty about their release, so that in addition to the time it took to film them, about eight or nine months elapsed before they were shown. After that I made a few independent pictures which were released in the smaller houses, and then I began to realize that the public was tiring of me, which was natural."
"How's that?" What kind of a star was this, who openly admitted it possible for interest in his art and personality to wane?
"Well, here's what happens. On the stage, if you're lucky, you play a season in New York and a season on the
road. If you're not
As a singing star in vaudeville, Charles Ray is irked by mention of his "hick" roles on the
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screen.
"If you can force your heart and nerve and | sinew
To serve your will long after they are gone,
And so hold on, when there is nothing in
you
Except the will which says to them, "Hold on" ! . . .
Yours is the earth and everything that's in it,
And, which is more, you'll be a man, my son."
THIS is a short story about several favorites of a bygone day, whom the fans haven't forgotten and who have held onto their profession through sheer will power.
New faces crowding, jostling, pushing at the doors of moviedom. New stars crashing the gates. New hits. New favorites. What's become of the old ones? Favorites of yesterday — a short, short yesterday. One, two, three, five years ago, maybe. That, in the land of the cinema, is a long, long time. People speculating, wondering, surmising. "Answer Men" being harassed. First-hand information wanted.
At New York's Forty-eighth Street Theater the electrics read, "Bert Lytell, in 'Brothers.' "
lucky in getting a play that will measure up to those specifications, you probably appear briefly in two or three plays in New York. In this event it is unlikely that the same people will see you in all three, as most of the theatergoing public is made up of transients who wouldn't be in town long enough to see you in three plays. Or you'd play part of a season in New York and tour for the rest of the season.
"That could go on almost indefinitely, because people would only see you three or four times in the space of a lifetime, and that would not be enough to tire them if they liked you. Now, in the movies, when you are working steadily, you make anywhere from six to eight pictures a year. Multiply that by three or four, and you'll see that you