Screenland (Nov 1950-Oct 1951)

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Unbeknownst to her, a gentleman named Walter Wanger was conducting a contest to find beauties to appear in "Salome Where She Danced." He had dispatched minions to various portions of the country and instructed them to bring back likely prospects. One of the same happened to catch Barbara in a Denver newssheet. Out of the blue, she suddenly received a letter inviting her to Hollywood. After discovering that the proposal was on the level, she and her mother trekked West. At Universal, she was given what is known to the trade as a silent test, in which the victim is photographed while answering questions and idly chatting into thin air. This, in Barbara's case proved so successful that she was not only seen in "Salome," but given a contract with the studio. And that's how you get into the picture business, kiddies. Anyway, as it often happens, Universal-International shortly underwent an internal revolution of sorts and Barbara's option was dropped. She had recently married, so she decided she could sit about for a bit and get her bearings. The sitting about, incidentally, involved taking a trip to New York with Cecil and there modeling for six hectic weeks for Harry Conover, to the tune of what she calls fabulous money! Back in Hollywood, she signed with Warners and began receiving the buildup: she was named things and she did things which now have her a little hysterical. She was "Miss Grapefruit," for instance. She christened busses in downtown Los Angeles. She was the spirit of Hallowe'en, complete with broomstick, and rode skyrockets for the Fourth of July. "I got so I'd start to giggle when the phone rang," she says now. "Every time the studio called me it was something worse than the last time!" Did she ever make a movie, a real movie? Yes, I'm happy to say. She was the daughter who ran off and got married in "June Bride." And she was the pretty servant girl in "The Inspector General," with Danny Kaye. When she told me of this last, I said, "But you said you'd never done comedy. What about that one?" She shook her head. "Danny was the comedy," she answered. "/ was tragic — very tragic!" One thing about all this, however, is that it began to be noticed that Barbara was unusually lovely in Technicolor. And such gals are hard to find, perhaps because the producers can't use as much makeup in that medium as in black-andwhite. Thus, when Warners, too, underwent a sort of revolution, Barbara was promptly signed by Mr. Darryl Zanuck of 20th Century-Fox, a Technicolor connoisseur himself. This was accomplished with such precipitousness that, on the day Barbara was let out of Warners in the morning, she signed with 20th the same afternoon. She seems very pleased with her current studio and they seem very pleased with her. They are building her carefully, giving her more and more important parts, and there is little doubt but that she will wind up with stardom. Where did she learn to act? ( And she does act, you know.) Simply, as many have before her, by doing it, by experimentation, as she went along. It worked beautifully. She now can handle a scene with the best of them. Away from the studio, there is Cecil, of course, who assiduously places every line written about her into giant scrapbooks, and there is the yawl at Newport Beach. "I thought I knew something about sailing," Barbara says, "because we used to sail on a lake near Denver when I was a kid. But, until I met Cecil, I was completely in the dark about it. I hadn't the remotest idea, really, what it was all about." "And now?" "Well—" We left it at that. She's a nice girl, as you may be gathering, a very nice girl. If only she could forget those ten-yearold phone numbers! A Life Of Your Own Continued from page 39 riedly packing to go on to another town, so I didn't have the time to dwell on my loneliness. Being busy, incidentally, is the best cure for homesickness I know. I learned a good deal from being alone. For example, at home I had always eaten a balanced diet. With complete freedom, I went off on a spree of eating only my favorite foods — which consisted mainly of pork chops. I also began to stay out late — and that was a contrast to the early and regular hours I'd kept. Oh, I was a good girl, but it was definitely a new kind of life. I had to learn about finances, too. I once thought I could handle money as well as anyone, but I soon learned differently. I was always glad to see the end of the week come around and with it my check, because somehow I found money didn't go nearly as far as I thought it should. It was so easy to spend it on little silly things. 62