> Elizabeth tries to be a shrew, wants to be an autocrat and unsuccessfully attempts tyranny in little things. She often tells me off in front of people when I upset her. She is also very jealous and doesn’t fancy my taking two looks at the...
Here are tomorrow’s top twenty-two! On this and the following four pages MODERN SCREEN lifts the curtain, turns the spotlight on the newcomers Hollywood has been grooming for big-time. Now it’s up to them—and to you....
Joining Gotham’s “In” crowd, BEAU writer discovers where wild ones are—at a jumping discotheque called “Arthur.”...
Secretly Asks Wife: “Come Back!”...
To find out why one love grows despite fame the other, despite shame . . ....
Rendezvous with a Gentleman: While visiting Maurice Chevalier at his beautiful French country home, “La Coquette” (how appropriate for this ageless boulevardier), he told me that in returning to Hollywood for interior shots of “Les Parisiennes,” he is hoping that this generation of moviegoers will welcome...
If they don’t walk down the aisle—they’re finished. If they do walk down the aisle—they’re really finished. Here’s why . . ....
There’s a line in a Noel Coward play which Richard Burton might very well utter to Liz Taylor on their night of nights, their Wedding Night: “There isn’t a particle of you, my dearest, that I don’t adore—and don’t know . . .” First: it’s...
Elizabeth Taylor is thirty-one now, and for over fifteen years the girl who could wheedle anything with those huge purple eyes has seemingly lived a life of desperate, desire-ridden progression from want to want, not from enjoyment to enjoyment. “A million dollars to her,” a...