The seven deadly sins of Hollywood (1957)

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Chapter 10 CRAZY MIXED-UP KIDS? What such totally different personalities as Frank Sinatra, Van Johnson, Robert Mitchum, Katharine Hepburn and Montgomery Clift have in common is a tendency to behave in a way that may seem, at times, eccentric. What is the cause of their eccentricity? And has it anything to do with Hollywood and its sin? The sign on the padded studio door was to the point. It said "KEEP OUT" in large red letters. In smaller red letters it amplified this advice: "To save embarrassment to yourself, keep out, unless on official business." I went in, risking embarrassment to myself and the wrath of Katharine Hepburn, whose presence had inspired the warning. For over fifteen years Miss Hepburn has been almost as elusive, publicity-shy and uninterviewable as Burgess and Maclean. She is addicted, in equal parts, to silence and the word "No". I did not hold this against her. On the screen she is almost as eloquent as Garbo, which entitles her to be almost as silent off. But the Silence Barrier can be broken. The sphinx in slacks spoke to me. This was the scene: At the far end of the set Bob Hope was cracking jokes surrounded by a dozen technicians. I was talking to Robert Helpmann and director Ralph Thomas. Miss Hepburn was sitting alone, eighteen feet away, at her dressing-table. Abruptly she turned round 107