Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1932-09-25
Hollywood's Real Story
Has Not Reached Screen
pageantry Of the Movie Colony, With Its Disap-
pointments and Triumphs, Will Make Story of
Contrasts Unlike Late Novels and Pictures.
By Mollie Merrick.

there. If they missed her, they'd say
Lets call up tomorrow and see where
she is" Then tomorrow came that
am. studio call, or the new part, OF
retakes on the old picture, or fittings
for the studio dressmaker, or pictures
to be taken in the studio photograph
gallery. Any number Of things may
crop up in an actress morning. The
actress found she lunched that day
with q girl on the lot-a girl she
bumped into by accident while hurry
ing into the studio-she dined with the
author next door who called an invl-
tation to her across the sands as she
jumped into her car before her beach
house. 1t happens that way here. Then
she was caught up in series OF things,
and the girl sitting In the little bunga-
low court at about $50 rental month
| $50 she didn't have, by the way-de-
cided to put quick finish to 1t all.
AS I said before, this place Isn't cir
cumStanced for gentle pity and consid-
Grafton. Life is lived too hard here and
opportunities must be cashed while
| warm.
When it became known that Eva
Tanguay was dying in Hollywood in
forlorn little bungalow shack on a
back street her professional friends
helped plenty. Sid Grammar ceme to
! the fore and so did others. glad to
help a friend Of the old palrny days.
Their intervention undoubtedly has
saved her life. They have moved her to
comfortable apartment furnished by
them, she has adequate medical at
tention. she has that mental uplift of
knowing that her existence is mat
| ter of concern to some one in the world.
There are those who would have come
| to the rescue had they known that
pretty Peg Entwhistle was tired of the
losing fight. But busy. rushing Holly
wood possibly didn't know.
Groucho Marx said a few days ago:
you never see any one in Hollywood
unless they are working on your lot
1t is quite true. Actors. actresses
and writer's live over scattered area Of
so miles. Anywhere from Los Angeles
to Malibu, from San Fernando Valley
to Glendale and Pasadena. Studio
gates yawn for those lucky enough 10
! be working early in the morning and
close on them at nightfall. When you
don't see people professional instinct
warns that they must be working in
| some remote studio.
Sometimes, as in Peg Entwhistle's
|
tives, taking a little stroll down to
the village rental library to get book
or going to buy a package of cigarettes
as the evenings diversicn-its the only
diversion Of the financially lost in
Hollywood busy and successful
ones, smothered in early furs and click
| ing diamond manacles, are hurrying
from the studio to the dinner party or
the premiere.
Sometimes they 60 to the black edge
of despair and come back smiling
Mae Clarke, whose brilliant career top
! pied suddenly. due to nervous collapse
from too much Hollywood. is achiev-
ing her comeback at R-K-O and max
ing go" of it. A score Of people
branded her as finished" in those
dismal days when she fought a long
bitter fight to achieve normally once
more.
Almost any player in Hollywood
could, II the truth be told, tell a tall
of moments when. like Peg Entwhistle
the glittering lights of destruction
beckoned more alluringly than thu
lights Of life.
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