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Picture-Play, New York, February 1926.

The Montmartre as its first lights confront the soft California

sunset. Here come the white-ermined ladies and

silk-hatted gentlemen who constitute Hollywood‘s Who‘s Who.

(...) New Movie, Dec. 1930

& A few doors from here is the well-known

Montmartre Cafe, which is entered

up a flight of stairs from the street, and is a fairly large

place with a dance floor and tables grouped

around. This is the chief star-gazing joint in town.

(...) Motion Picture, Jan. 1929

& Gloria Swanson, Charles Chaplin, Marion

Davies, Harry Crocker

& Café Brandstatter‘s Montmartre in Hollywood,

Happy New Year Menu (...) Saturday, January 1, 1927,

Los Angeles Public Library

& MARION DAVIES ALS TÄNZERIN

(...) Phot. M.-G.-M., Film Magazin, Berlin, Oct. 27, 1929

„That luncheon at Montmartre“

Editorial content. „The Sketchbook.

      Lively, informal chats with some of the Hollywood

players, and a few interesting fragments of gossip and comment.

      By Dorothy Manners.“ (...)

      „Concerning a Laughing Lady.

      MARION DAVIES had invited me to lunch with her

at Montmartre. I had thought we would lunch tête-à-tête, but when

I got there I ran into a party. Bebe Daniels was there,

and Harry Crocker – who hates to be called ,the millionaire extra,‘

but is called that just the same – and Grace Kingsley,

of the Times, and, of course, Marion herself. They were eating

iced crab to the tune of ,Yes, Sir, That‘s My Baby,‘ and

with Corinne Griffith, Norma Shearer, Anna Q. Nilsson, Alice

Joyce, and the usual Montmartre devotees within hailing

distance of any one who knew them well enough to hail them,

everything was very festive. I thought, ,Well, I won‘t get

to talk to Marion much.‘ And I didn‘t.“ (...)

      „On the day of that luncheon at Montmartre, Harry

Crocker looked up suddenly from his plate and said, ,Well,

if it isn‘t Charlie Chaplin!‘ And no fooling, that‘s who

it was. The leader of the flock had returned to the fold. Charlie

was back from New York with his banners flying. Harry

told him he was glad he was back. ,There hasn‘t been a good

war since you left, Napoleon,‘ he explained.

      I had never met Chaplin before, but I gathered he was

in an exceptionally good mood. He was rosy with

anecdotes. He loved New York. He was tired of it here.

He was going to make one more picture here, then

headquarter his interests in Manhattan. All of his clothes were

ready-made. He couldn‘t stand tailors. He couldn‘t

tolerate them doing this and that on him. Enthusiastically

he bounded from one thing to another in a most

breathtaking manner.

      He insisted he had not been bitten on the lip by a chorus

girl. The way that rumor started was like this: He had

had a fever blister on his lip. Some one had said, ,Who kissed

you?‘ Charlie had answered, ,That isn‘t a kiss, it‘s a bite‘

– just kidding of course. But some one got hold of it and distorted

it. That goes to show that you can‘t count on anything

– not even a sense of humor.

      He told other things. Charlie talks delightfully about

himself. Occasionally he talks about other people.“ (...)

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