Screenland (May 1943-Oct 1944)

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"Oh, brother, does that stink!" says Milland of his own singing in "Lady in the Dark," Paramount's big new film in which Ray appears with Ginger R o g e r s , above. Glamor getup below is for a sequence in the film. GLAMOR GUY fcflL,"' 32 IF YOU concede background moulds character and shapes one's philosophy, then put Ray Milland down for a realist. This will be difficult for thousands of this star's feminine admirers to do, including those kitchen maids who habitually skirmish by outposts of headwaiters for an autograph, mothers who nervously flaunt giggling daughters hoping that chance will favor them with an introduction, and girl elevator operators so distracted they miss whole floors in their pursuit of a smile. Such things happen to Ray every time he comes to town and is booked into a suite in the Waldorf's tower right alongside the New York home of the film industry's boss, Will H. Hays. He loves it all, of course. What actor doesn't? But he never associates such incidents with glamor — a fighting word when it is applied to him, yet fairly accurate when you really know Milland, understand the tempo of Waldorf admiration, and maintain perspective by a vivid recollection of what else glamor means to Webster — "a charm on the eyes causing them to see things differently from (Please turn to page 81) Ray Milland may hate glamor, but he's got it