Screenland (May–Oct 1927)

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SAY Q There is plenty of gossip in Hollywood but the rumor that flies J as test is the word that some player has scored with the public. His name is "Hughie," and if you don't know who he is, you simply can't be knowing all you should around these parts. As far as I'm concerned, Hughie is a very, very old timeworn friend of mine! He's seen 'em come and go, all right; he's been the door' man at the Ambassador Hotel for years and years, and those he's helped into their cabs would fill a "Who's Who" book. I think his Irish soul is full as full can be of emerald blarney just for the sake of the movie folk. The line he pulled a couple of weeks ago when Marcus Loew was leaving our land of sunshine and roses is a classic. Says he: "Goodby, Misther Loew, good-by. Good luck and goo health to ye; bad cess to the divil, and may he always be a day's march behoind ye." That's it, Hughie — take care of your screen friends in all of your prayers; and there'll be trouble brewing sure enough if that same divil doesn't keep himself even farther removed from your good old Irish self! * % If Emil Jannings' face is still sort of stinging and somewhat red when you see "The Way of All Flesh" on the screen, simply blame it to the wallop given him by the little hand of one Phyllis Haver. Of course ({.Ann Christy leading lady in Christie Comedies — no relation to the boss. fl[ Charles Spencer Chaplin is establishing himself in a J<[ew Yor\ studio to com' plete "The Circus." it was in the action of the scene, and all that, but it was a beauty, and even Phyllis was worried to death that she had really ruined "Emiel," as she calls him. "Emiel" couldn't understand what the apologizing was all about until Phyllis came up to him and went through the motions of the slap all over again. First she pointed to his face, then went through the swing of her arm to his cheek, and last but not least spoke one of the two words she knows of "Emiel's" language: "Verletzt? Verletzt?" After Emil understood that Phyllis was trying to ask him if she had hurt him, in such fast talk that she didn't know what it was all about, the big European told her that such a chit of a girl couldn't possibly even disturb one little whisker of his face! We do have a lot of fun out here. ^ ^ ^ Shlvhh-h — don't breathe it to a soul, and I for one wouldn't even go so far as to mention what set it was on or the name of the picture it's in, or anything that would so much as give you a clew, but I heard, I heard sh-h-h that there are three-hundred men in Hollywood wearing uniforms for a certain production with — sh-h-h — with corsets on underneath! Whadda you think of that? They put 'em on Floradora sextets once in a while, and on folks supposed to be back in the "gay nine ties," but for honest-to-goodness men 74