Sodom and Gomorrah : the story of Hollywood (1935)

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112 SODOM AND GOMORRAH wolves, no matter how much sheep-dip covers their hides. The only way to insure better pictures is to clean up conditions at the source of their production. Otherwise let them go on as they are. As long as the personnel of the various staffs depends on every other element but talent and ability, you cannot expect any pronounced change for the better in the product. Let us look at the lives of a few of those who compose the Hollywood aristocracy. One of the assistant directors at a major studio was formerly engaged in the white slave traffic. Now that he has advanced, his principal duty consists in finding each night a new, "reasonable," attractive woman for the son of an important producer. His salary is five hundred and twenty-five dollars a week. No doubt, as an assistant director, he has some influence on the cast, as well as the type, of the pictures with which he is associated. One could scarcely expect an uplifting force coming from this man. Probably if he had his way entirely, all the pictures made by his company would deal with the harem of a Moorish sultan, and he would play the sultan. The two Schenck brothers, Joe and Mike, own the gambling resort of Agua Caliente, which, although of course it is no crime to gamble in Mexico, is hardly conducive to art in motion pictures. That two of the greatest producers in the