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Showing posts with label Hedda Hopper. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hedda Hopper. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Sure They Could Talk, But Did They Have Faces?

Ever since the 'Talkie Revolution'  there has been many stories spun about the silent stars who couldn't make the transition:  the Europeans, John Gilbert, Harry Langdon etc.  But an interesting chat sprung up on day on the Columbia lot in 1942 that turned that topic on it's head.


Hedda Hopper paid a visit to the set of  "My Sister Eileen" and soon the producer and director of  "Commandos Strike At Dawn"  came over to do their time in the presence of Herself.  (above:  Commandos prod. and dir.  Lester Cowan and John Farrow are on far right and left flanking Eileen star and dir. Roz Russell and Al Hall.  Hopper is at center) 

John Farrow suggested that very few stars of '42 would be able to make it in the silents and offered his list of those that he thought could.  They were:  Charlie Chaplin, Bob Hope, Charlie McCarthy, Harpo Marx, Roz Russell, James Cagney, Rochester, Barbara Stanwyck, and Jimmy Gleason.

I'll discount the following:  Chaplin as he had reached the heights during that era, Charlie McCarthy was a wooden dummy and not an actor, and Harpo Marx as silence was his shtick.  But it's a curious question and one I'd like to have you weigh in on.  Soooo........

Who do you think, from the Golden Era (let's say 1930-1958), could have made a go in Silents?  And what of today's crop, anybody?

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

July 28, 1947


If the pomposity  of the cover isn't bad enough, here in this excerpt from the article is Hopper's side of a phone call to Joan Crawford inquiring (in the way that she did) about a supposed romance with cowboy actor Don Barry.
"Hello. This is Hedda Hopper. Put Joan on....Hello, Joan?...All right, dear, tell me all about it....Well, he says it's pretty serious. . . . Oh, come on, you can't fool me. Are you in love with him? . . . Now look, dear, I always ask personal questions....Well, how do you get a man to hang that much mink around your neck if you're not serious about him?...I know you're hedging. You can't fool Hopper....Well, you can answer whether you're in love with the guy and intend to marry him....Now look, Joan, I've known you for a great many years and you've never been a gold digger in your life. I just don't think you've got it in you. So when you go accepting expensive ice from this guy I know there's something up. So you might as well spill it, baby. ... All right, dear, you've given me your answer by indirection....By the way, I hear you're adopting two more children. How old are they this time?..."

Quite a glimpse into the not fun side of being a big star during the Hedda/Louella occupation.  Me thinks the power went to her hedda.

The evil one.