[about
Lon Chaney Jr., with whom she worked in
Los guerrilleros del terror (1951)] In the movie, he taught me to ride and shoot; personally, he was horrible. That son of a bitch wouldn't read off camera for my close-ups. He was an alcoholic--or a recovering one. He had a mean manner, like alkys often have. On the close-up shots, I read my lines offstage for him. When it was my turn the dialogue director started to do Chaney's part. I told him to tell Lon to get his ass over here or I wouldn't do any more readings for him. He was not very likable, a lush, hung over.
