The seven deadly sins of Hollywood (1957)

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THE LAST TYCOONS A subject of this kind is almost as much of a gamble as baccarat, and one feels that it holds for Zanuck the same sort of fascination. Fiesta is the story of a man made impotent by a war wound. There would be many easier books to film. Zanuck decided to make Fiesta. And the basic situation would not be altered. "The Breen Office have become more liberal. I think they will pass it; I think we will even get it by the Legion of Decency." It was eight o'clock. While the bar was filling up with smartly dressed women in evening gowns and men in dinner suits, Zanuck was still in bare feet and beach shorts. Later that night he was to be found at the baccarat table. Wearing shoes by now. He won ten million francs (£10,000) before breakfast. Dore Schary, the former head of productions at MGM, is tall, with a large owl-like face on which he wears large thick-rimmed spectacles as if he were born with them. He sat very still behind his L-shaped desk up in his office at the MGM studios, like an elderly schoolboy who has been brought up not to fidget and to keep his back straight. He talked without making any movements or gestures; his voice came steadily out of his unanimated face — it might have originated from a ventriloquist in the top drawer of his desk. It was a voice that had the controlled inflexions of an experienced lecturer. He was neatly dressed in a doublebreasted, dark suit which showed no sign of having acquired a single new crease in the course of his morning's work. One had the impression that work was something that went on exclusively in that large head, a kind of self-contained annexe to the rest of his body. 189