Screenland (Nov 1925–Apr 1926)

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Loathing himself, he wished to die before a steamer picked them up; yet when rescue came he endorsed his captain's report. They were the sole survivors, and the story of their efforts to save their passengers was believed until a gunboat towed the Patna into port. By a miracle she had weathered the blow. Of the four white men Jim alone re mained to face trial; the others fled. When in the end he was branded a coward and driven out, there was no place to which the story did not pursue him; and in the days of his regeneration after he had found one woman who loved him despite his cowardice, he put that love aside to sacrifice his life as the only amends he could make — not to the world but to himself. As Conrad tells it, and the screen mirrors it, "Lord Jim" is certainly the finest sea-tale print that pictures have given us so far. 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"I'm in the Movies Now"— from page 22 black hair and eyes — and I'd know her in a minute if I see her again some time!" That's Louise Brooks. She's the new type of Follies beauty. They used to be either tall and dark or curved and blonde and cuddly. Louise is slim and boyish with a sort of Peter Pan smile. She may not be your idea of Helen of Troy. But she reg' isters. In New York, where beauty is at a premium, Louise Brooks has "clicked." Your real New Yorker didn't have to look her up on his program when he saw the Follies. Behind the scenes of Manhattan — the gayest, most glittering city in the world — they knew Louise Brooks. She's unique. She doesn't look like anybody else, except perhaps some child's French doll. Only once in a season or so does New York have a Louise Brooks to boast about. Her pho' tographs adorned theatre lobbies. She was pointed out. In that gorgeous pageant that is New York — the New York of Broadway first-nights, of the Ritz; at tea-time, of exclusive motors with exclusive dogs, of smart supper-clubs — Louise Brooks was a figurante. Only nineteen or twenty, the subtle incense of adulation might have gone to her bead. Manhattan itself presented this vestpocket Venus with the flourish it reserves for its favorite children. Most girls would have found their dreams come true. Wasn't it said that Charlie Chaplin was escorting her to first-nights? What more could a girl ask? Louise Brooks could ask for more — and she did. Maybe Uncle George did go home and tell the folks about a girl he saw in the Follies. But what about the rest of the world? What did it know, or care, about Louise? And she wanted it to. So she joined the movie parade. The middle-west rushes its prettiest daughters east or west to storm the movie citadels. The south forgets its traditional languor long enough to speed its parting beauties on their way. Europe sends its loveliest. Filmland is the land of heart's desire to almost every girl. They're all marching to the movies. Broadway sends Louise Brooks. She has said good-bye to the great white way, turned her back on fame in the Follies — and has taken the sub way to Astoria. But it isn't as simple as it sounds. When old Father Knickerbocker, appreciating the comments he had heard on Louise, stepped up to her and said: "Little girl, your beauty and charm have conquered all comers. If you have a wish, name it. You may have anything your little heart desires!" he meant well; but he had already done everything in his power for his pet. New York knew her but the movies didn't. She had to be introduced. And it wasn't easy. First came the screen tests. She posed for them and then — she waited. And somehow, while she was waiting, New York, and all it stood for, faded away like the final clinch of a screen romance. Her career as a Glorified Girl began to mean less and less to her. She saw somewhere ahead a lot more work — and more fun— than she had ever dreamed of. She saw an a-udience whose applause would mean something; who