STAGE AND CINEMA.

Thames Star, Volume LVII, Issue 14727, 4 August 1921, Page 3

STAGE AND CINEMA.

The programmes to be shown at the King's Theatre next week will include the following: —

Monday and Tuesday: Zeena Keef e in "One Hour," a drama on Elinor Glyn's book of 4he same name.

Wednesday and Thursday: "Dollars and the Woman," with beautiful Alice Joyce as the star. Friday: "Snow in the Desert," featuring Violet Hopson and Stewart Rome.

Saturday: Gaby Deslys in "The God of Luck." This is the last picture made by ?his talented actress before her death. Some fine racing is shown at Deauville, where France's Derby, the "Grand Prix," is run.

At the Strand on Saturday week the j programme will include George Walsh 'in "No. 17," and Shirley Mason :n "Girl of My Heart."

Dear old Frank Keenan comes back to us, after adong absence, in a big story,' "Brothers Divided," in which he shows his old and wonderful form.

Kid McCoy, according to late reports, is to film his matrimonial experiences. What an opportunity the late Mr. Blueheard and other notable husbands missed. 3

Jackie Coogan, better known as "The Kid," paid income tax on 52,000 dollars, according to government reports. That boy's going to be a help to his folks when he grows up.

J. M. Barrie's interesting play, "The Admirable Criehton," a very fine picture version of which was screened at the King's recently, with Thomas Meighen in the title role, has been chosen by the Hamilton Shakespeare Club for its next reading.

Two pretty Hollywood movie actresses met outside the Garden Court tea-room.

"My dear," said one, "I'm so happy, to-day is my wedding anniversary." "Which husband?'-' asked the other with a guileless smile.

. The latest: A Sunday school teacher was making some judicious inquiries from her class about conscience ; no one seemed to know what it was. "Haven't any of you heard the word she asked. A small girl's hand went up. "Sure, miss, I have; Conscience Talmadge!"

Constance Talmadge was seen walking down Fifth Avenue with a diamond circlet clasping her dainty ankle. Her husband was with her.

Will someone tell us why practically all serial pictures have to be wild and woolly and full of. violence, clutching hands, masked men, trapdoors, and spooks ? Much of tha complaint against the motion picture has been based upon the serial, and most of all upon the posters that advertise the chapter photo plays. Seldom arc the pictures themselves as harrowing as the poofters.

"Adam and Eva," the latest pro • duction of Williamson's Dramatic Company in Sydney, is said to be a play pf rather "mushy" American sentiment. Kenneth Brampton, who was seen at the King's Theatre iast week, as Captain Starlight, in the' screen version of "Robbery Under Arms," is now with the company, as are also Mrs. Robert Brough and Mr. Frank Harvey. The company. which is headed by Miss Maud Hanaford, has an attractive repertoire, including "The Sign on the Door" and the much-discussed "Scandal."

Blanche Browne, says a contemporary, remembered for her great success in "Our Miss Gibbs," has returned to the stage. Several years ago Miss Browne married an Australian squatter, and settled down, but, responding to overtures by the Williamson-Tait firm, she has consented to take the leading part in a new musical comedy, "The Little Whopper," which has been produced in-Sydney. Miss Browne's retirement could not have been so very definite, as a Southern writer reports having seen the lady with a provincial company at Cambridge (England) in "The Maid of the Mountains" in 1918.

"Trumpet Island," the big Vitagraph special, is destined to be one of the talked-of pictures of 1921. It is a Gouverneur Morris romance, enough to stamp it with originality, and charm, and the Randolph Cheaters did the scenario and titles. Tho aeroplane scenes are among the most realistic we have seen. Months of hardships were endured by the cast in filming many of the scenes. Marguerite de la Motte and Wallace MacDonald share the honours of stardom. The wreck of the, aeroplane, bearing a bride and groom through a violent electric storm, is the supreme spectacular feature.

Although it may be a trifle premature —since Mildred Harris' divorce decree isn't yet final —little birds and little rumours are certainly flying busily around. Holly wood these days, announcing that Charlie Chaplin is to wed again as soon as it is legally possible. The lady in the case is pretty little Mary Collins, a 17-year-old leading woman who recently came from New York to play with Emer-son-Loos, and now with Goldwyn. She's an attractive little girl, and is ■said to have a lot of ability. The announcement of the engagement has been published in two or three of the Los Angeles papers, and, while neither Mr. Chaplin nor Miss Collins would confirm the report, neither denied it..

The proof of the photoplay's slow but sure arrival within the plane of artistic intelligence is demonstrated by the fact that it is escaping from the -bonds of stardom. Former stars like Lew Cody and Bessie Love, and at least a score equally well-known, are appearing in supporting roles. Mildred Harris has definitely signed 'to appear in a Cecile Mille feature which stars no one. Even Dorothy Dalton, one of the brightest planets in the celluloid heaven/ is said to have agreed —and very sensibly, too —to be "one of the cast." This way, actors and actresses are made. This way great plays come into life.

In England, telegrams come on tapes. A sort of ticker machine types it on a thin strip of paper, which is clipped off and pasted on a sheet of paper. This is delivered as the telegram. Recently a director, making a scene, supposedly, in England, had genuine English telegrams sent to him for use in the picture. He was rather proud of his realistic touch in the. close-up which showed a telegram reading, "You lost your fortune, so now the girl won't marry you," or whatever the telegram was. This, like all English was printed on tape and pasted on the blank form. The picture was released. From a Nebraska city cam's a wire from a theatre manager, "We can't show the crude picture you sent us. You were too cheap to have a regular telegram made, and, instead, used ticker tape, and pasted it up on a sheet of paper. You can't put this stuff over on us."

Jaseha Heifetz, who is generally considered to be the greatest violinist to visit Australasia, commenced his New Zealand tour at Auckland on Wednesday last. An Australian paper say& of him: —"You needn't be highbrowed or long-haired to appreciate the extraordinary young violin genius Jaseha Heifetz. His work, for pure, amazing technique and paralysing nimbleness of finger work, entitles: him to the position of the world's greatest violinist. He fills the Town Hall night after night. At each appearance his audience is carried oil' their feet with enthusiasm. If you miss hearing Heifetz play you will never forgive yourself. He is a world celebrity at 20 years of age. In sheer technique he stands supreme, and, whilst some may prefer the luscious tone of an Elman, the finished art of a Kreisler, the atmospheric charm of the late Sarasate, or the crystalline perfection Kubelik, all are agreed that Heifetz's tone, like his .technique, is wonderfully appealing and satisfying. In years to come he will surd " out-distance all competitors, and

reign supreme."

TEN DAYS IN GAOL.

i Bebe Daniels, exceeding the speed limit by running her car at 56 miles per hour, was caught, and sentenced to ten days' imprisonment. She gi-rps I a very piquant account of. this to jan American journal. It is too long j to reproduce here, but these are some I extracts: —"Ten days ago—thorn h i never an ingenue, even' in my cradle j—l was yet a young and innocent girl, untouched by the dark and seamy side of life. To-day, they have made me a crook and a gaolbird —a member of the underworld. They have taken away my name ani' given me a number. They led me up the cold stone steps—the great steel door clanged behind me. Think of it! Grandmamma's little Bebe in the Bastile." "Gee, it's quiet in this gaol. Even the drug addict in the next cell has ceased raving and gone to sleep. And the matron won't let me play my phonograph at night." I-" Now I know exactly how the rhinoj ceros feels in the zoo." "Motor-cycle ■ Officer Myers had testified that from his position behind a windmill he had seen me go through what he called j the trap at 56£ miles an hour." "The | jury filed out. Even the days I have j spent inside my cell were not so soultrying as the moments while we ' waited. My scalp felt all prickly and cold drops stood on my forehead. : They were only out three minutes — 'We find the defendant guilty as ■ charged.' " "As gaols go, it's a good, gaol." "But they've got me tamed. If a Pomeranian growled, it would scare me to death."