Silver Screen (Nov 1936-Apr 1937)

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At Mazatlan, across from the tip of Lower California, the Warren Williams made a memorable trip up the estuary in a small power boat. They soon got into a dense tropical district and Mrs. ^Villiam was achuiring the egrets lavishly until they ran into a mess o£ alligators. She made Warren turn around as fast as he could maneuver the boat and she hasn't worn an alligator shoe since. She shudders at the very notion! I he goal of the stars today is Mexico City, which can be approached by the West Coast or an interior train, by the excellent new highway from Texas, or by regular airplane service. The Buddy Ebsens drove the entire ■\vay and report the highway all it is said to be— only in the jungle territory there isn't a gas station every dozen miles and so you'd best not be careless. Historic and cosmopolitan Mexico City itself, atop a high plateau, is the end of the new trail. There the actors who can get away long enough are revelling in the astonishing proximity of the ancient, the simple, and the sophisticated forms of life. Katherine De Mille had to be a Mexican maiden in "Ramona" before she could study up on the wa^s of Latin ladies, but she's been down there catching up. Miriam Hopkins has been talking about the National Theatre, the world's finest playhouse, which cost .17,000.000. Its jewel-like beauty has many unique features, but none more spectacular than the curtain of glass. The richly decorated cathedi'als dra\v all the tourists, as do the pyramids that are an hour-and-a-hal£'s drive distant. You didn't know they had pyramids in Mexico? They have, and they're as old as those in Egy]3t! The Pyramid of the Sun dates back lar before Cortez and the Montczumas. AVhat has captivated Miriam the most, thoiigli, is the (loaling gardens at XochiniiUo, near Mexico City. "You step into gondolas and then drift through hea\cnly canals for miles, for hoins! The\' ha\e dining ])a\ilions with orchestras ^^•hcrc vou tarr\. And guitars striuii so romantically'. . . !" 'iVhilc I. a Hopkins \\axes ]ioetic. Dolores Del Rio smiles broadly as she reminisces. As )oii know, she was real society in Mexico ('il\ when a Hollywood troupe xyem there to film interiors. As a foremost hostess she entertained for the stars and the director, Edwin Carewe. He ^\as so struck by her glamour that he offered her an opportunity in Hollywood. Dolores seized it and the rest has been obvious. Her father is still a prominent banker in Mexico City and that brings us to the complete tale of her experience with the forward bull. Of course the proud authorities insisted that she be guest of honor at the bull fights; graciously she prepared to ackno^^iedge the ovation by bowing from the arena. "Only someone," exclaims Dolores, "forgot to tell the bull not to get excited!" The beast broke loose unexpectedly and aimed straight for the honoree. who had to scram like mad! Warner Oland has bought an island of seven thousand acres off the 'West Coast of Mexico. On his Palmetto de la 'Virgin (its name) he is raising cattle and cocoanuts— always this strange contrast in Mexico! His hacienda is a tar cry from Hollywood Boule\ard. But, then, even in Mexico City he hasn't been too annoyed by his picture public. In fact, Diego Rivera, whose murals have caused so much controversy, was awed by ^Varner's literary fame but never mentioned his acting. Many years ago Warner Oland translated Strindberg's works into English; wandering into a tiny bookshop he ordered some books and admitted that he had translated their contents. News spread to Rivera, who became desperately anxious to meet such a distinguished writer. The painter finally finagled a meeting with the Olands in the bookstore and then entertained them at his home. Besides his paintings, Rivera had some valuable, ancient Aztec idols thousands of years old. The Olands admired them en\iously. When they were getting on the train to lea\e the city, a servant rushed up mysteriously with a large package from Diego Rivera. "Hide this until you get across the border!" Mr. Oland put on his suavest Chan manner, and now a rare Aztec idol decorates his American home! But evcr\ star doesn't take on Mexico in style. Luise Rainer disappeared. For fi\e days she toured Northern Mexico in an old Ford. In slacks and a sweater and an old coat, nobody recognized her. She slept at auto camps— yes, near the line they have them!— and altogether spent on!\ .'?i2 for her fini. You don't have to speak Spanish. In the leading towns there's ahvays someone who can gabble in English. But nevertheless I'm going to brush u|3 on my Spanish grammar. When a black-eyed senorita rolls her eyes at me and inurnuirs sweet nothings. I want to know cxacth \vhat she's j^ropo.sing. It nnght be onl\ an .Aztec idol! 72 S I L V 1; R Screen