Philandering actor Richard Hardell is murdered at a movie studio. His jealous wife Blanche, his director Rupert Borka, and a girl he mistreated, Helen MacDonald, all have substantial ...
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Philandering actor Richard Hardell is murdered at a movie studio. His jealous wife Blanche, his director Rupert Borka, and a girl he mistreated, Helen MacDonald, all have substantial reasons for having wanted him dead.Written by
Florence Eldridge and Fredric March were married to each other. They were married from May 30, 1927 until his death on April 24, 1975. See more »
No, no, no. That is terrible. Get up.
Well, what's the matter?
Matter? Well you cannot act. That is all. You do not feel it; you do not think it. Bah!
Want me to try again?
What for? I told you all week that you cannot act. Then I thought maybe if we came here and rehearsed here alone tonight... but it is useless. Why that dummy has more feeling than you.
[throws dummy out of chair and onto floor]
Now look here, Borka. Why don't you play ball? You agreed to give this part to the winner of that ...
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This is a very interesting look at the Paramount lot in 1929.In the film within a film inside the studio the "film" being made is clearly a silent.The camearmen are cranking their cameras by hand and there is a small orchestra to give mood music to the actors.However on the back lot they are making a sound film as is apparent from the man at a control board.Much of the early action takes place by the famous main gate.Beyond this the copy that i have is from a rather battered print,so it is hard at times to make out what the actors are saying.It is a typical whodunit from the early talkie days with a very young Frederick March.Worth viewing for its historic interest.
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