The Key West Citizen Newspaper, December 29, 1952, Page 10

eye. Page 10 THE KEY WEST CITIZEN Monday, December 29, 1952 HOLLYWOOD IF YOU HADN’T BEEN SO GREEDY-~IF YOU'D LISTENED TOME AND QUIT SOON BE FREE~-AND RICH-- IER-- WE'D By Dan Barry KENT= DO YOU REMEMBER LUTCHED YOUR HAND! IS THAT A COLLECTIVE NIGHTMARE 7 THESE TREES! FEEL ‘em! THEY'RE SOLID! HOW DO WE KNOW THAT THEY'RE NOT REAL, AND THE REST / PASTURIAN'S HAS BEEN SOME CRAZY / CAPE BEFOREL KIND OF COLLECTIVE SOCKED YOU? NIGHTMARE 7 - ' By Lee Falk and Phil Davis THE IMPOSTOR LEFT THINGS INA MESS. IT'LL TAKE A WHILE TOCLEAN IT UP. By Lee Falk and Wilson McCoy WITHOUT US KNOWIN? HE COULDN'T Swi NOTES By BOB THOMAS HOLLYWOOD ® — In my book, the bravest kind of movie maker is the one who attempts to film somebody’s real-life story. What hazards the producer faces! Everybody gets into the act, including the family, friends and business associates of the per- son being portrayed. Some ‘de- mand payment for the use of their names. Some threaten suit if their names aren’t used. Some want the facts juggled so that life will seem more pleasant than it really was. Then the picture is finally com- pleted. The producer is bombarded by critics for making a watered- down or corned-up version of the person’s life. And law suits for defamation of character or inva- sion of privacy start popping up all over. That’s why I consider Henry Blanke a brave man. He is now producing “The Grace Moore Story,” based on the life of the late singing star. “The legal clearances are in- deed a headache,” he sighed. “Even if you use fictitious names for certain characters, you have to be careful. If the character is unmistakably someone in real life, the person may have grounds for suit. “We also have to be careful Chapter 26 H's eyes blank with terror, the guard scrambled to his feet, scooped up his gun in a swift apologetic gesture, and stumbled through the door as if he had just escaped the claws of the devil himself. The door closed softly, carefully, and Morgan dropped his hand on the butt of the re- volver and swung his great head around to face Clay. “Well?” Clay’s hand sought the pocket of his jacket and hesitated just above it, as the gun came up off the desk and organ’s finger tightened on the trigger, “Oh, hell!” There was disgust and undisguised contempt magi harshness of Clay’s voice. “Put your damned popgun down be- fore you shoot yourself with it. Your men told you I wasn’t armed—but I’ve got some papers in that pocket I want to show you. If we're going to go through a rigmorale like this every time I move, you're not the main I want to see.” The basilisk eyes studied Cla: unblinkingly and the faint line twisted into the faintest sugges- tion of a smile, “All right.” The gun sank slow- ly to the desk. “Get your papers —and be sure they're papers I want to see.” “From these, I judge that you are”—he glanced down at the papers to refresh his memory— “one Clay Logan, sent here by General Santa Ana to discuss some matter with me that is too confidential to be trusted to cor- respondence. That is correct?” Clay nodded stiffly. “That is correct.” i The massive right hand indi- cated a chair that stood beside the desk, a chair of solid oak, heavy and square and rugged as the man whose desk it faced. “Be seated, Mr. Logan. Do mind telling me how you reached Oak Island?” Clay dropped into the chair and crossed one leg comfortably over the other. He was beginning to feel a surge of confidence, a warm tide that unraveled the taut nerves across his shoulders and smoothed the harsh line of strain out of his face. “I came by schooner from Vera Cruz and we landed at Matagorda Bay three days ago. A horse was —provided—and I rode here to meet you. Your guards stopped me four or five miles to the east and brought me in.” “And the schooner?” “The schooner was returned to Vera Cruz.” ; Morgan nodded, his heavy fin- gers tapping lightly on the desk top as he considered the story. “So,” he said finally, “you ap- field at the head of his troops to | repel the American invasion. You are familiar with these things, Mr. Morgan?” Morgan nodded slowly. “To some extent,” he agreed. ta Ana wanted the United States to his friendship so that there be no war when Texas is taken into the Union, Presumably, his price was too high.” “It was high,” Clay nodded agreement. “Perhaps it have been cheaper than a war, perhaps not. In any event, his Taylor is troops into Mexico today. The two nations are at war—and a war at this time does not suit Santa Ana’s plans.” litle’ in acgrinace of surprise le in a ace “Indeed? But if he is, as you say, the new liberator—” Clay’s hand brushed the sug- gestion aside contemptuously. “That is for the peons. That is how men rise to power in Mexi- co—by promising liberation and then liberating nothing the gold that goes into pockets. Now, this is the situa- tion: General Santa Ana cannot resume negotiations directly with the Uni States. The of down of the discussion this sum- mer was too complete for that. Neither can he win the it war, even thi he ma: Beable about source material. Our pie-| (,Clay nodded. aon find them | pear out of nowhere, ‘and leave fe inflict a terrific amount of dam- i imaril Miss ; ‘omised dryly. | behind you no trace of your com- it’s over.’ aise erica CNoatee Unhurriedly he pulled out the| ing. Well, I suppose I must ac-| Morgan nodded ponderously, we Twice’ tf forged letter from Santa Ana that| cept that—for a little while, at| his fingers still tapping out their Only Young Twice,’ If we use any | he and Garcia had concocted, and | least. You are prepared to discuss | own slow, secret upon other real material, we must be careful that it appears in at least two sources. If we take it from one source, the person who wrote it might be able to sue.” back in the °30s. He remarked that he even had troubles with those 19th century figures. “There are always descendants of people involved in those stories and they can bring trouble,” he said. “There was a relative of the villain in the Zola story who threatened suit. So we had to change the character’s name.” He added that certain liberties the second sheet that proclaimed him unhesitatingly as Santa Ana’s own particular and most_confi- dential envoy. Carelessly he inged them to the top of the lesk. trousness that was almost un- canny in such swollen mounds of flesh, the fingers flipped the pa- pers open and his eyes ran over them quickly. He laid them down and looked at Clay again, his eyes as unwinking as agate stones, the heavy face as inscrutable as an iron mask. Bazooka Shell Is this very important business with me now?” C leaned tensely forward, his eyes fixed on Morgan’s Santa Ana was in Cuba, a politi- cal exile from Mexico. During this time, negotiations were un- der way between Santa Ana and the government of the United States. Those negotiations ended in failure and Santa Ana returned to Mexico, where he was hailed as a liberator and is now: in the the desk. “And so—” “And so—this! The General is giling enough to allow Uni States to annex Texas without a war. He. is pitas enough to to new ee * face to catch the slightest flicker THE TOADMAN COSTUME AT ONCE~ eet icone tan eius Tight hand still covering of expression. = : aries that, vill not be too unres= " al guished biographies of | 5 e gun, Morgan gathered up th “Let me this first: You | sonable. But on WE'LL FIND OUR MAN~-IF HE Louis Pasteur and Bénito Juarez| papers with his left. With a'dex-| know that up until mid-summer if he is peidt ese If Washi million nellerh to the General's private accounts in in Paris, the war can énd tomor- row, the boundaries can be Set i E Crossword Puzzle have to be taken in real-life stories because of dramatic needs. Sur rise To All paca en a For instance, the picture showed f . Golf moun: Zola writing “Nana” before the P 1. Chart ae Franco-Prussian War instead of| BALTIMORE \M—Sgt. Joseph W.| 4 Sewed edge 49 Binely di. after. And Pasteur was pictured |Koerber was driving along in the 8. eros ‘vided f f ; as finding a cure for childbed | stream of-Sunday traffic when his| y» p.%t° a last ASIA iSMMClUIRiT! deren. Saree ae was ey eye spied an object in the 18. Intimation 4. Close a letter eae mw ar é NOW YOU WANNA actually responsible for it. street. : . Intende All DIAINT) Fue Hun, Pant Blanke said that the Grace| Slamming on his brakes, he| ys army ton $i Direction [OM 1181S [COINS MNT IAIRI THAT'S FINE.» Moore film will stick as closely | skidded oop cabal any paneer 17. Organ pipe oe ae BIARIEMICIUITIEMEIVIE| miss a bazooka shell by a 3 letets to the singer’s life as possible. It will be concerned mostly with her Koerber, who is in the 110th Field 18. Dress material 19. Weed a ena aa : 21, Allow i early days. Artillery of the Maryland National 28. Shade tree ae Solution of Yesterday's Puzzle “The climax of the picture will | Guard, called police. + WA 60, Peruse be her debut at the Metropolitan,” | 4 policeman gingerly carried the | 32° ong ‘ 61. Negative vote 4 nee . Parent's aoe he explained. “You see, in real-| shell, the kind used in tank war- barre! DOWN Parrot play ” Subetance | life stories, the problem is getting |fare, to a grass plot beside the | : nag 1. beg oo ot 5. OES ne & Forebear a dramatic story. The ras in |road. It was three hours before a | ** 70? ig 9. Beverage He Grace Moore's story was her strug-|homb disposal expert arrived. | 10, By birth eh J apy gp Na Any fli BR Ae gal pcan gle to get to the Met. After that |Nothing to worry about, he said. | 11. Spread-tor ~ hae AWAY AT EACH OTHER + EACH HAS FORGOTTEN caine oothing, but tclumaph-—fially- |-pne oren or 2 ia fue | CHIPS DUCKS UNDER A LEFT. DEFENSE. ,,FOR THIRTY SECONDS THERE IS NO e shell was empty. AND COUNTERS WITH SHARP LETUP IN THIS AMAZING EXHIBITION OF SHEER wood, 17 trips to Europe, etc. Too} “It scared me to death,” Koerber so aye BIGHT TO THE MID-SECTION. 1+ STRENGTH AND STAMINA. much success doesn’t make a dra- | admitted. Go matic picture.” Police haven't figured out how Small enna BARNEY GOOGLE AND SNUFFY SMITH JES’ BURIED EVER’ BLESSET JUG _O' CORN-SQUEEZIN'S BRINGING UP FATHER : THAT'S THE BEST NEWS I'VE HEARD IN A LONG wes) ONE GOOD SHOCK DESARVES ANOTHER !! NYEP== He's mine TILL_RIDDLES AN’ CRICKET GIT BACK FROM TH’ By Paul Robinson He added that the story has also | been tailored to the talents of Kathryn Grayson, who is playing | Miss Moore. “They are two dif- ferent kinds of people,” he re- marked. “Miss Moore was more the vivacious, peppy type.” The picture is being made at Warners, and that’s a.matter of | poetic justice. Al Jolson, who | scored his triumphs at Warners, | had his biography made by Colum- bia. Grace Moore, who made mil- lions for Columbia, is now being | immortalized by Warners. Capsule Review: “The Star” is a wonderful tour de force for Bette | Davis. She plays a fading film star, but a less wacky one than Gloria Swanson portrayed in ‘‘Sun- | set Boulevard.” Miss Davis gives it all she’s got, and that’s plenty. | UNEMPLOYMENT the missile got there. FUNDS UP WASHINGTON (#--High employ- ment and a rise in the number of workers covered by state unem- ployment insurance laws boosted funds available for + = + F a half-billion dollars to a record total of $8,490,000,U90 in 4.2, Ue Labor Department reported yester- ' day. { Only mammals have hair. | arresting yarn about how a woman | faces a fall from wzefulness in a} big industry. Everything is done wath an eye for realism, including | the star’s makeup. She gets stal- wart support from a cast headed Though not great, the story is an OZARK IKE | REEUIN’ = OFF FusT DOWNS AN” RUNNIN’ OUT { p TH CLOCH, by Sterling Hayden. | SO US WILDCATS ») ARE GONNA ia i BERES SASEASERSES BARBERS 5 & ie a TH WILOCATS RECOVER AT MIDFIELD WITH LESS THAN A MINUT! LEFT TO PLAY? THE CISCO KID