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PAGE FOUR          HONOLULU STAR-BULLETIN SUNDAY, DECEMBER 7, 1941
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Filmland
Facts And
Flickers
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      By Joe Cotton
Actor for Mercury Productions,
and today’s guest columnist for
      Paul Harrison
   HOLLYWOOD.--For my first--
and probably last--attempt at Pub-
lic writing. I’ve decided to lead
\with the Cotton chin. So my topic
for today is What’s Wrong With
Hollywood.
   This is not to be confused with
the other subject that everyone
picks: What’s Wrong With the Movies. About that I know nothing.
   Hollywood is not what it appears
from the magazines. This is a blow
from which few actors ever re-
cover, Cotton included.
   For one thing, when I came to
Hollywood, I had a good part safe-
ly snagged. Hundreds of others, I
found, have had an equally easy
time. That wrecked notion No. 1:
that to be successful in the land of
the movie, you had to cadge beans
for months.
   Then came the glamor business.
Glamor must be here, because all
the gossip columns say so, but it’s
elusive. Sadly I write that glamor
as a positive quantity can be dis-
covered just as easily in Keokuk
or New Bedford.
# # #
   My introduction to this tinseled
land startled me half to death.
   I drove from New York and
started out to find the house which
had been rented to me. To reach
same, I must cruise down Sunset
Blvd. On reaching that part of Los
Angles which is Hollywood, my
supposedly sophisticated eye met
nothing but a succession of enor-
mous--and I mean enormous--pho-
to portraits, framed.
   These reposed, and still do, on
what seems to be on every front lawn
of every other house for about two
miles along the boulevard. It oc-
cured to me that this was certain-
ly a novel way of attracting atten-
tion to your potential worth as an
actor or actress. It was a week be-
fore I learned they were profes-
sional portrait studios.
# # #
   Arriving at the house picked for
me, it was time for bed. So con-
sider the shattering discovery of
the morning: NO swimming pool.
I thought everyone in the movie
business had a swimming pool.
My only solace is that I don’t par-
ticularly want one.
   This all happened when Orsen
Wells was producing a number
called Citzen Kane. I was cast as
Jed Leland.
   The morning after getting here,
I rushed to the studio full of fire,
ambition, and most of all, curios-
ity.
   A studio! Oh boy!
   Lush, plush settings, thousands
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of beautiful girls parading around,
a sort of Arabian Nights in modern
dress.
   And what happened? Collapse.
   They started plastering me with
rubber cement and two weeks later
I managed to get myself in front
of a camera playing a man of 80.
# # #
   After Citizen Kane, I played op-
posite Merle Oberon in Lydia and
by that time I was getting wise. I
had learned the sad fact that they
make movies in exactly the same
fashion they make anything else.
You go to work at 8 and you quit
at 6 or 7 in the evening and then
you go home and eat.
   But my spells of disappointment
in the movie village don’t last
long. I always remember the time
when I was a paint salesman. And
I change my mind, quick, just like
that. Hollywood? Boy, do I love
it!
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   Germany is estimated to be us-
ing up its oil reserves at the rate
of 110,000,000 gallons a year.

     
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Mortar Firing
Harder on Fort
Than on Target

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   BOSTON, (U.P.)--Fired for the first
time in 20 years, big 12 inch mor-
tars at Ft. Andrews lobbed 1,045
pound shells five miles out to sea--
but the fort got most of the dam-
age.
   As the first shell headed toward
a towed target yesterday, the con-
cussion from the coast defense mor-
tars broke most of the windows in
a wooden barracks about 100 feet
from the firing pit.
   The second, third and fourth shots
shook off window casings and a
door and loosened clapboards on
the barracks.
   That wasn’t all. The first shot so
startled a cook that he jumped,
shattering a plate of sliced bologna
over the barracks floor.

     
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Indians Make No
Offer to Dickey

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   NEW YORK--Ed Barrow feels he
would know about any negotiations
between the Cleveland club and
catcher Bill Dickey, reported to have
turned down the management of
the Indians.
   Cleveland has to obtain the
Yankee’s permission to arrange for
a possible transaction.
   “The Indians have not come to
me about Dickey,” says President
Barrow, “and I do not believe they
saw Bill.
   “If they did it would be consid-
ered tampering.”