Screen Mirror (Jun 1930 - Mar 1931)

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s ©w h 0 • Did you ever eat crackers and cheese for a week straight . . . and then run out of cheese? Well ... I did . Imagine me . . . being rousted out of a casting office just because a bunch of moronic scenario writers picked a trick title for their picture! Just imagine! Look . . . there I was, with the soles of my shoes so thin I could step on a dime and tell whether it was heads or tails . . . one box of crackers left . . . and the landlady threatening to deapartment me at sunset . . . when I read that they are casting a picture called “Born Reckless” over at the Fox Studios. Reckless! . . . say, anyone as hungry as I am would be just plain criminally negligent! So me . . . with all the acoutrements of flaming youth gracefully draped about my balustrades, ankle over to give ’em a flash of what a real smoking sehorita should look like. I wheeled out the best sorority rah-rah repartee I knew, and steamed into the casting office like a batallion of plastered co-eds. “Reckless .... did you say!" I shouted. “Reckless? . . . Get a load of the little girl who never crosses a street until the signals are against her. Reckless? . . . Say, I am the original female Steve Brodie in search of new bridges to conquer.” •The dumb apples in the casting office gave me the up-and-down and then started wise-cracking. “Who started this bonfire?” And then . . . “Mm • . red hair ... I don’t recall the face, but the figure is familiar.” “Born Reckless” is Louis Beritti, gangster and outlaw, come to the screen. Edmund Lowe is the desparado chief. Catherine Dale Owen plays the society girl with whom Edmund Lowe is in love, in the tale of the underworld, “Born Reckless.” \ Then the big shot in the office said, “Well . . . Cleopatra . . .will you stop effervescing long enough to tell us who you are . . . and why?” “Me? . . . I’ve already told you who I am, and I’m here in person to apply for the role of ‘utter recklessness’ in this new picture of yours ... I was just naturally born for the part . . . Say, I . . . ” “Just a minute, sister. Your barage is good, but just what picture are you talking about?” Imagine an egg as dumb as that! I gave him my best sickly smile, and chirped, “Arent’ you casting a picture called ‘Born Reckless’?” Everybody in the office started to giggle, and then the big shot explains that “Born Reckless” is a crook picture ... a story of the underworld. And then . . . just to toss a few cracker crumbs in a bed already full of burrs, they explain that Miss Owen plays the part of a society girl. That was too much . . . and they ushered me out of the office with unnecessary enthusiasm. Look . . . here I am ... so hungry I don’t know where I’m going to sleep tonight. I’ve just eaten my last cracker.