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SCREENLAND
Telling the strange secret of the screen's most dy
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Kath Didn't Dare
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THE very fact that "Alice Adams" scored a boxoffice success and that "Sylvia Scarlett" looks like a hit, makes it imperative that someone tell Katharine Hepburn's secret. I am sure that had "Alice" been as apathetically received as its predecessor, "Break of Hearts," Katharine herself would be ready to tell. But with her new pictures promising her an indefinite tenure of stardom's upper realms, she didn't dare. It is one of the few dares Katharine has ever turned down. She did once make some half-formed gestures toward revelation. Word went out that she would see interviewers, become "human" again, tell on herself. But for reasons you shall soon understand she changed her mind. Drew back into a shell.
When you know Katharine, you can't lightly go behind her back saying things she might not wish to have said. Things uttered under circumstances which tacitly at least make them confidential. She's the sort of person who wins your loyalty. But what if the chance arises to help her out of a bad predicament ? To solve for her, without her knowledge or permission, a problem she is not in position to solve for herself?
In this spirit, I pen the revelations which follow ; with all loyalty and friendship shoulder the responsibility which it involves, and tell you how and why Katharine acts as she does in private life affairs. Tell how she fell into a trap from which she has been unable to escape. One from which only her fans can free her.
Even as long ago as when "Morning Glory" was filmed, I learned that Katharine was considering escape from her predicament, the escape she so nearly accomplished just the other day. Douglas Fairbanks, Jr., and I w^e chatting about some of his magazine articles on movie subjects, while the "Morning Glory" troupe was at luncheon at its special table in the R-K-O cafe. It was this which caused Katharine to speak, or as it seemed, to think aloud — although at first her remarks had no apparent bearing on Doug's literary efforts.
"In acting on the stage, I suppose you can consider yourself the servant of your art alone," she said slowly. "Or, perhaps, of your taste for champagne and caviar. But one senses something beyond that in screen work. This unguessably vast film audience, it seems to demand more, doesn't it? It forces upon you a feeling of re