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By Florence Pritchett
HOLLYWOOD can lay claim to a number of curious things. It has The Voice named Sinatra, The Nose named Durante, The Face named Colby, The Ego named Welles, The Body named McDonald, and The Surprise named Widmark. Believe me, Richard Widmark is a surprise! Barring none, this young, blond screen villain is the most contradictory figun on the American screen today. Naturally, this is merely your writer's most humble opinion for when I met him for the first time, I got the surprise of my life!
Heaven only knows just what I expected, but if you've ever asked for red meat and ended up with creamed chicken, you can draw a close parallel to my astonishment. After all, Richard Widmark (with a most delicate tiand) has pushed old ladies in wheel chairs to death. He has slapped women around and generally displayed a refined type of hoodlum manners capable of making the boys from "Murder Inc." shudder. On screen, he has been merciless, cold and sadistic.
Now, I'm not saying I expected to be poisoned or slapped around, but the prospect of lunching with a blue-eyed Bluebeard made it difficult to forecast just what would occur.
True, I sat at the tabic for an hour with my jaw dropping open in complete astonishment, but then lunch is a good time to have your mouth open. Even today when the name Richard Widmark pops into the conversation, an incredulous expression flits over my features. Why all of this astonishment? Let me tell you.
Richard Widmark, the screen's favorite killer, rs as quiet and reserved as a