When the movies were young (1925)

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30 When the Movies were Young we've been doing pictures where they use horses, and it's just like getting paid for enjoying a nice horseback ride. Anybody can ride well enough for the pictures. Just manage to stay on the horse, that's all." "Ye gods," said the tempted one, "some of my friends might see me. Then I would be done for. Where do they show these pictures? I'll go see one first." "Oh, nobody'll ever see you — don't worry about that." "Well, that does make it different. I'll think it over. Where's the place, you said?" "Eleven East Fourteenth Street." "Thanks awfully. I'll look in — so long." The elder Mr. McCutcheon was the director when David applied for a job at the American Mutoscope and Biograph Company and got it. There were no preliminaries. He was told to go "below" and put on a little make-up. So he went "below" — to the dressing-room, but he didn't put on a "little make-up." He took a great deal of trouble with it although it was largely experimental, being very different from the conventional stage make-up. The only instruction he was given was to leave off the "red" which would photograph black, thus putting hollows in his cheeks. And he didn't need hollows in his cheeks. When he came up to the studio floor — his dressing and make-up finished — the director, and the actors especially, looked at him as though he were not quite in his right mind. "Poor boob," they thought, to take such trouble with a "make-up" for a moving picture, a moving picture that no one who counted for anything would ever see. After a short rehearsal, an explanation of "foreground"