Screenland (May–Oct 1927)

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j 'evMar, WHAT YOU MUST DO TO APPLY FOR THIS JOB '. — Write a letter stating your experince if any, and your qualifications: Tell, briefly, something about yourself and your ideals. The job will be given to the applicant who, judged by his letter, appears to be best fitted for the position. (C The jury that will decide the selection of the candidate ivill be composed of Cecil B. De Mille, Peverell Mar ley, Eliot Keen. rr Tev By Charles West 'NjfERYTHING was m eadi ness for the filming of the terrify' ing earthquake at Calvary — a part of Cecil B. DeMille's vivid biblical production, "The King of Kings". The action had been rehearsed by the two thousand players; the seventeen cameras were focused from various angles; the wind machines and lighting-arcs had been tested. Only the final check-up of the scores of illuminating units was necessary before actual camera work commenced on this tremendous scene. 48 ({Cecil B. De Mille conferring with his young protege Pev Marley, a genius at photography. High on a platform was Cecil B. DeMille, and beside him a dark-haired youth, Peverell Marley, chief cameraman. They looked down on a scene of twenty centuries ago, faintly visible in the blue-green light of CooperHewitt banks. "Hit 'em!" ordered young Marley. The chief electrician at his side spoke into the mouthpiece of a portable tele