Screenland (Nov 1939–Apr 1940)

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AND THIS 4k studio. Muni suddenly decided he had to have a shack at the beach — a little place for week-ends, a hideaway when he felt the urge for seclusion coming on. One day an agent showed him a house on top of a Palos Verdes hill. By no stretch — or shrinkage — of the imagination could it have been called a shack. That didn't stop him. He was entranced by its inaccessibility, by the serenity of the hills and the endless vista of skies. So they bought the place, rented the ranch-house and took possession of their eyrie. Bella • was content, because her husband seemed to find peace there. Simon loved it. There were extensive lawns to prance over, and a hundred inviting smells for his nose to explore. There are few things essential to Muni's happiness, none of them externals. He had craved the Palos Verdes hilltop. He gave it up easily after two years' residence had convinced him that the house was too big, too formal, and too far from the studio. All he really wanted, anyway, was that shack at the beach. Why tie yourself down to any house? They'd sell this one, they'd sell the ranch-house too, they'd throw everything into storage, they'd be free as the wind. Meantime, his hopes had been stirred by a letter from an eminent playwright. "Dear Mr. Muni, would you consider doing a play? If so, I have one in mind I'd like to write for you." That was last December. Muni said that he'd be only too happy to consider it, but that the script must be in his hands by the middle of June, since he was obliged to give the studio final notice of his plans {Please turn to page 72) FOR THIS On opposite page, Muni in character for "We Are Not Alone," his last film before his return to the stage. On this page, at upper left you see Muni as he really looks, minus moustache and quaint clothes. He left the luxuries of Hollywood — see home pictures above and at left, with his wife — for the hazards of a movie star's Broadway comeback. Below, a scene from "Key Largo," Maxwell Anderson's play for the Playwrights' Guild, in which Muni stars and is supported by Uta Hagen. Vandamm 25