The seven deadly sins of Hollywood (1957)

CRAZY MIXED-UP KIDS? Mr. Sinatra has asked this to be conveyed to me to clear up any misunderstanding. Also that when he said he would sock me on the jaw that was just a figure of speech and all he meant was that he sometimes reads things which make him so mad he would like to sock someone on the jaw. Nothing personal about it. The next time I met Sinatra was in London. He was passing through on his way to Spain and had been persuaded to call a Press conference (despite his views on the Press) to help put over his film Johnny Concho, which had been made by his own company. The conference had not started too well. Before I arrived there had already been some trouble with photographers because Sinatra, apparently, had not wanted to have his picture taken. But it was with my arrival that the real trouble began. When I got to his suite at the Savoy it was jam-packed with reporters and columnists, and Sinatra was standing, surly and grim-faced, with his back to the mantelpiece. He was not noticeably smiling and he was certainly not giving out with the charm. But he greeted me amiably enough. I was not planning to write about him again just then and had intended to leave the questioning to those colleagues of mine who had pieces to do for the following day. I went to the back of the room and got myself a drink and listened. You could sense the tension, straight away. Sinatra was eyeing the assembled Press with distrust. He seemed to think every question was loaded. In fact, the questions were all extremely polite to begin with. He was being asked how had he managed to climb back to the top again after his setback of a few years ago. He said he had changed his film studio, his agent and his record company. Had there been any personal reasons for his decline? He evaded that one and said 123