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...Action? "You can't hate a man for liking animals." That's what the little lady (Lana Turner) says. But the man is her husband (Dean Martin), the animals are horses, and he loves them so much he spends $8,000 in six months to improve the breed. In desperation, Lana decides to save both marriage and money by playing both bookie and bride. Using her husband's partner (Eddie Albert) for a front man, she secretly takes her husband's bets. "When he loses, I'll win," she thinks. "That...
...first time he bets he wins. Lana pawns her jewels to meet the ante. He wins again. Lana sells an antique clock. He wins again-big. She strips the flat. Dean is too plug-nutty to notice that his furniture is gone. With a grin that slits his throat from ear to ear he runs off to tell all his horseplaying pals about the bookie who brought him luck. They get all the cash they can carry and stack the packet on a three-legged lizard whose owner can't even sell it for dog meat. "Eighty...
...anything for myself. Everybody took care of things for me. First my mother, then my husband. Oh, the early days at M-G-M were a lot of laughs. It was all right if you were young and frightened-and we stayed frightened. Look at us-Lana Turner, Elizabeth Taylor, Mickey Rooney and me-we all came out of there a little ticky and kooky...
Divorced. By Lana Turner, 42, Hollywood's original Sweater Girl: California Rancher Fred May, 45, husband No. 5; in Juarez, Mexico...
Through the Sawdust. Beyond any question, the characters and central incident of Robbins' new novel, Where Love Has Gone, are those of the pitiful 1958 murder case in which Cheryl Crane, Lana Turner's daughter, killed Johnny Stompanato, her mother's lover. As usual, some of the details are disguised and some patently fallacious: the mother, for instance, is a beautiful, rich sculptress instead of an actress. Also as usual, the disguises will fool no one, nor are they intended to. Legions of innocents will pick through Robbins' sawdust prose translating "Dani Carey" to Cheryl Crane...