Screenland (May-Oct 1934)

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Marguerite Burgess, 1347 Boulevard Granada, Cascade Heights, Atlanta, Ga. HATS OFF TO KARLOFF! To the one and only Boris Karloff, magnifier of a thousand thrillers, here's a Salute ! Where will the screen get another life. Having done a little of that girlish scarf-throwing, rose-scattering, spring dancing, at the girls' schools she attended, Peggy Sullavan decided that dancing would be quite a nice thing for a nice girl to take up. Fortunately for us, before she tossed too many silk handkerchiefs and toy balloons, she got mixed up with a jolly group of Princeton and Harvard boys who were organizing a college summer stock company to do a bit of furious barn-storming at Cape Cod. And so it came about that she inadvertently discovered she liked acting. And, as she most solemnly avows now — that she didn't like actors. Considering that she married one, (although she likes to confuse the Hollywoodites by insisting that this episode is as much a part of her buried life as is debutante-ing in Norfolk, Virginia), this assertion seems something of a paradox. At any rate, Peggy, in defiance of her family's wishes, went to Boston forthwith determined to study for the stage at the Copley School of Dramatics. Having learned all this, and being more than ever anxious to discover facts which would throw additional spotlights on the heretofore-dimly-lighted character of one of the screen's finest actresses, I sallied forth one day to interview E. E. Clive, one-time director of the above mentioned dramatic school, and now producer and director of plays at the Hollywood Playhouse. "What about this Sullavan girl?" I asked. "What was she like?" He eyed me quizzically. "No different than she is now, I guarantee," he answered. "Success couldn't change Margaret Sullavan. I say that with conviction, although I haven't seen her since she left my school." He leaned back in his chair in that typical theatre office, the walls of which were mapped with signed photographs of dozens of actors, many of whom success had changed considerably. "I remember when she first came to me — a wry, insignificant little thing in her teens — nothing very distinguished^ about her. Her brother was at college in Boston at the time and that was one of the main reasons Margaret came up, to be near him. "It wasn't long before everyone working with her realized that her whole life was bound up in the theatre. She was the first SCREENLAND such vivid portrayer of those suave, mysterious characterizations contributed so ably by Karloff. I have reference to such excellent portrayals as those in "The Mummy" and "The Black Cat." Krwin Brundage, 155 Passedina Ave., Mesa, Arizona. ALAS, POOR GARBO! Can you imagine Garbo with rings around her eyes like that comedy pup ? Garbo hanging her head from man-shyness? Garbo wearing sacklike dresses? Garbo, a stenographer ? Don't tax your imagination. See Greta in her European "triumph," titled "Streets of Sorrow." It's good clean fun — at Garbo's expense, poor dear. Phyllis-marie Arthur, 59 Collins St., Lowville, Lewis Co., N. Y. to come to rehearsals in the morning; she was the last to leave at night. And when she wasn't working she was off somewhere in the open — taking long walks, driving or swimming. And, as far as I could gather, alone!" His eyes twinkled. "I really don't think at that time Margaret had any beaux. She has probably changed in that respect now ; but in another respect I know she never will. The theatre is the closest thing to Margaret Sullavan's heart. She is a true, creative artist. Money, success, fame mean nothing to her. I'll wager that despite the great sensation she has made on the screen, Margaret Sullavan would still prefer to play a sympathetic role in some obscure summer stock company, offering her services gratis, than she would to be starred in the most successful motion picture in Hollywood." Our conversation took place the latter part of July. Two days later came a report from New York that proved Mr. Clive to be nothing less than psychic. Fresh from her triumphal trip in England, Margaret Sullavan was playing in a small summer stock company at Mount Kisco, New York. Playing the lead in "Coquette," the stage role which had made her good friend, Helen Hayes, famous. Playing it opposite the actor who is her ex-husband, Henry Fonda ! This certainly was news ! Hollywood began speculating all over again and tying itself up into a hundred additional Gordian knots. Did this mean that the romance had been revived? Or did it mean that it had actually never died, and that the incorrigible little sphinx was pulling another fast one on the screen colony? Well, well, well! There was only one way of finding out. Recently arrived at Margaret's own studio, Universal, was a devastating, handsome young Spaniard, Caesar Romero. For one whole year he had played in the same company with Margaret Sullavan when they were on the road together in "Strictly Dishonorable." And for one whole year the two of them had chummed together. There was no doubt but that Caesar knew that baffling young lady better than anyone else in "Hollywood. We had tea together. "What's the idea of creating such a mystery around Peggy?" Caesar asked. He was still a newcomer, and hadn't yet fathomed the inscrutable ways of the film colony. The Real Saga of Sullavan Continued from page 29