Word: hollywoodized
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Hollywood last week, the President's daughter also met the press. Her omnipresent teacher, Mrs. Margaret Strickler, a bosomy, flop-hatted kind of Madame Svengali, was hovering near by. When reporters asked Margaret about one selection on her program, La Fauvette avec ses Petits from Grétry's Zémire et Azor, Mrs. Strickler muscled in: "Galli-Curci was the only other one I've heard sing it. I might say that her voice was very similar, too." Margaret laughed it off: "That will be enough of that...
...doubt that Margaret Truman hau a rather charming voice, but one far better suited to the drawing room than to the concert hall. Perhaps it might go over on the air. Before last week's concert, Teacher Strickler had a conversation on that possibility, according to Hollywood's Daily Variety: an advertising agency and Margaret were dickering over a radio appearance. Said Mrs. Strickler indignantly: "Don't forget she is the President's daughter." Snapped the adman: "Why do you think I'm offering...
...Nice pig,' said Moses Fable, who usually paid no attention to bit players and extras." The pig, Dirty Eddie, black, underprivileged, but unmistakably talented, is the hero of Ludwig Bemelmans' third whimsical novel. Moses Fable was the fleshy, flashy chief of Hollywood's Olympia Studios. Bemelmans (Hotel Splendide, I Love You, I Love You, I Love You) gets more out of a pig than Swift and Armour (they miss the whimsy as well as the squeal). Dirty Eddie becomes a $5,000-a-week movie star who earns himself swill-pails of fan mail...
Discovery. Eddie's arrival in Hollywood provided an answer to Olympia Studios' most stunning problem: what to do with the exact duplicate of Paris' Gare St.-Lazare which somebody had constructed on the lot. And it ended the creative impasse between Scripters Ludlow Mumni and Maurice Cassard. Mumm was a solemn, devout Manhattan liberal who was driven to picket lines by a chauffeur. Cassard was a rumpled, realistic Frenchman, who admitted to an impulse to vomit into the hats of "Stork Club Communists." They were working together on the script of Moses Fable's preposterous musical...
Bemelmans himself has done time as a Hollywood scripter. The story he tells is as damply sentimental as any screened by Moses Fable. But his eye is as sharp as a vermicologist's for the peculiar inhabitants of the peculiar Hollywood world-a world that Dirty Eddie holds in his mouth like a candied apple in a delicatessen' boar's head...