Screenland (May–Oct 1925)

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ROSE-O-YOUTH CLUB ^ 2025 Fifth Ave., New York City SCREEN LAND The Old Helping Hand (Continued from page 18) can't get in without it. In fact, pull isn't always what it may seem. In these days, picture pull may lift its bowed head and face the world once more. It may be subjected to the strictest scrutiny and emerge a good, clean little word. Come out from your hiding place, Full, old kid. You're all right. Nobody can get along without you and hope to be somebody someday. And don't let 'em tell you different. You are, in other words, simply the old helping hand in disguise. The thing to do is to grab you when you come along. If you're painting a picture of the great, big-hearted film magnate who stops his Minerva on the road to the studio to ask the poor little foot-sore Venus of an extra if he can give her a lift, stop it and be yourself. That scene may have been popular— once. Today, the main road to the studio is so crowded with little extras wend . ing their way to the casting window that the magnate has to run over a dozen every day to get to his office at all. And, like the " fabled French aristocrat, he is more concerned over the damage to his horse (power) than he is over the fate of his victims. That some of them are still only too glad to be run down is no business of ours. Just the same, there has to be a lift somewhere. Somewhere a voice is calling, "Come on. kid — take hold and I'll give you a hand up." It may not be the master's voice — the master producer, or director. It may be the clerk at the casting window who calls her boss's attention to the good-looking photographs of the juvenile who called for a bit the other day. It may be the head electrician who brings his little niece in to look over the studio, paves the way for an introduction to the assistant director, and then lets events take their course. (Note: little nieces should always be pretty.) It may even be the established .star who brings her girl friend to the studio, presents her to the director, and urges screen tests. (Note: this doesn't happen very often.) It may be an obliging magazine, with a contest, such as — ahem! — one not a million miles from here, or even inches, which makes it possible for a little girl like Minette Humphreys to put it up to Old Man Camera if she's to be a motion picture wow. Call it something else if you want to — but as far as I'm concerned, I think we owe it to "pull" to help it begin life anew, in a nice way. How did Lillian and Dorothy Gish get into the movies? Pull. They called on their old friend, Mary Pickford, who was just starting her own career at Griffith's Biograph. Mary held out both hands and welcomed them in. D. W. at the time said banteringly: "Aren't you afraid these girls may be rivals, Mary?" Mary smiled. Look at the three of them now! Anita Stewart might never have been gracing the screen today if she had not been ushered into a studio by a brother-inlaw. Ralph Ince married Anita's sister Lucille. He had a story which required a very young, flower-like girl to play its heroine. Anita answered the description — she was only fifteen. And there are others. One way or another, it was pull that did it. And now that the lucky ones who had pull, who profited by it, are in a position to use pull themselves for others' benefit — what do they do? Do they pass it along, the way it was passed on to them? That's what I GT Meet Tom Tyler, newest Western star, who will ma\e his debut in "Let's Go, Gallagher!" wanted to know. Well, I found out the answer. It's "Yes, and No." I am thinking right now of a star who had a chance, not so long ago, to help another girl on the way up — to use the pull that had been used to put her where she is today. (She's satisfied.) She didn't take it. Her word is law to her director. She noticed the little extra, with the dark eyes and hair, struggling for a foothold in the studio. The director liked the little girl's work and promised to find a part for her. Meanwhile, she doubled for the star, whom she resembled just the least little bit in the world. There came a chance — a very definite chance. There was a part to play in the picture which the little extra would have given her soul to try. It was the chance she had been promised. She asked for it and she was turned down. She doesn't know the reason to this day. All she knows is that she was dismissed, rather suddenly, and for no good reason. I know why. The star stormed and threatened. The extra might double for her in long shots, in hazardous scenes. She might even rehearse for her — just imagine that! But. "If you give that girl a part, I'm leaving. Either she goes, or I do." There was no argument. There's the famous star who was once a bathing girl. She had her chance, too, to help one of her former beach-mates up the ladder. She, too, let it pass. But the joke's on her now. The other girl found a foothold finally. Somebody else made room for her. The Pacific isn't big enough for both of them to this day. A certain well-known actor — well, I won't tell you his name, but he's handsome and he wears a moustache and he has wavy black hair and he plays leads for Universal — has a record for extending the protective paw. to struggling thespians. Two young men who are far-famed for their fiery portrayals could thank this actor, if they ever thought of it. One of them is so celebrated he hasn't time. The other is apparently too busy revelling in his elaborate wardrobe to remember the time when he had to borrow a pair of pants from his benefactor so he could apply for and "get the job." But the boy isn't discouraged. He's the kind who can't help helping. But let's be cheerful. Dry your tears and prepare to listen to the other side of the story. Boy, bring on the silver lining. And whoever is this rosy-cheeked cherub ushering in the new era, of hope and help