Silver Screen (Feb-Oct 1935)

Silver Screen Topics for Gossips Anchors A weigh! Janet Gaynor and Margaret Lindsay are off to Honolulu. Gene Raymond came down to give the girls a send off. I WOULDN'T be a-knowing how true it is but I hear tell that Janet Gaynor was a bit miffed because Henry Fonda didn't fall for her while they were working together in "The Farmer Takes a Wife." Nearly all of Janet's leading men do, you know. But Henry didn't give her a tumble— except when he bumped heads with her in "Way Down East," with the result that Janet felt a slight concussion and thought it best on doctor's orders to leave the picture. As a matter of fact Henry hasn't given any of the Hollywood girls much encouragement. Maybe it's the result of being married once to Margaret Sullavan. „_„<§,_. ~C RED MACMURRAY, who seems to be J picking himself a fine crop of leading ladies these days— first Claudette Colbert, than Katharine Hepburn, and now Carole Lombard— worked in a cannery all of one summer in order to buy himself a saxophone. He learned to play it, joined an orchestra, and there he was "discovered" by film scouts. ONE of the most marvelous lines I've heard in years was pulled by a guy named James K. McGuinness at the Trocadero the other night. He was sitting next to Mrs. Clark Gable, and had been chatting with her for , sometime when suddenly he remarked, apropos of himself, "It must be wonderful for you, finding a man who has no sex appeal!" —«$>.— RUTH CHATTERTON and the new • find, Louis Hayward, seem to be muchly interested in each other. Maybe that was the reason, or at least one of the reasons, Ruth decided not to star in "A Feather in Her Hat." Louis played her son. ■ — «<§>» — ■ /^AROLE LOMBARD certainly started a "back-to-the-amusement-parks" movement with her recent House of Fun party down at Venice, for every night now you can find a bunch of movie stars playing the different concessions and riding on the chutes and roller coasters. Onlv last week Marlene Dietrich took a party of friends down there, so did Joan Bennett and Gene Markey, and so did Claudette Colbert. Claudette, by the way, is a swell shot— I've never seen a better, except perhaps, Glenda Farrell. I was standing near Claudette when she was showing off her prowess at the shooting gallery and heard a mug right back of me mutter, "Gee, look at that dame shoot. She ought to be a gangster instead of a movie star." Now that's praise. Tom Brown often takes a gang of the younger set down. Dick Powell and Mary Brian and Joan Blondell and their pals are also concession enthusiasts, and Dick throws a mean baseball— socks the target every time. Una Merkel took a party down to the Casino Garden (a ten cents a dance hall) one night and we simply went mad watching the young high school set do the bumps, and the slides and the glides. Mercy, the Trocadero was never like that. THE entire dining room of Marlene Dietrich's new Beverly Hills home has walls of Mirrors. In order not to give the effect of a glass house, Marlene has selected mirrors giving a soft grey effect instead of the usual glaring glass look. — «S> HERE'S the latest Mae West crack— if you can bear another one. One of Hollywood's famous bores had been talking to Mae for hours and she was just about at the end of her endurance. A friend, to avoid open hostilities, piped up with, "Don't pay any attention to him, Mae. He's working from a script." "Huh,'' lopped Mae, "if you ask me— they dub this guy in." —<$>»—" TT SEEMED to be "bet" day -L over on the Metro lot when I dropped in for a schooner of orange juice the other hot afternoon. Jackie Cooper bet Joan Crawford that she couldn't do a handspring and Joan took him up on it right away and did as neat a handspring as I have ever seen. Somebody over on "The Tale of Two Cities" set bet Edna May Oliver that she couldn't play hopscotch, but Edna May showed 'em— without even touching a line. A writer bet Peter Lorre that he couldn't scare him, so Peter just looked at him a few seconds and then gradually made his eyes disappear. The writer took one look at those white eyeballs popping out and is running yet. When we saw Blance Yurka standing on her head— it was too much, we left. .—<$»■— JEAN HARLOW has given up her bobbed hair and gone in for a braid. Demure, but not too demure. — #— ■ WILLIAM POWELL has started a "dull book" library. We know a few we'd like to contribute. «—<!>—» MARGARET SULLAVAN is the angler woman of the film colony it seems, as she never misses a chance to go fishing. That's why she's getting such a kick out of going on location with the "So Red the Rose" company. The location is near Malibu Lake, which is full of snapping bass. Margaret even threads her own worms. Paramount certainly had the surprise of a lifetime when they borrowed la Sullavan for this picture, for the little gal from Virginia had gathered up quite a reputation for being temperamental and hard to handle in the last three pictures she did at Universal, and Paramount was expecting the worse. Flow, oh how, could they tell the eccentric Miss Sullavan that most of the picture would be on location, and a very rural location with not a modern convenience for miles! They woi i ied and worried but finally broke it to her. "Swell," exclaimed Maggie, "I camp out [Contiriued on page 58] for October 1935 19