Yes? No?
Someone at the Allied Artists Studio got an idea the other day for a gimmick to draw attention to the opening Aug. 5 of the movie, “The Big Circus” — have a wire walker go back and forth on a high wire stretched across Broadway from the roof of the Orpheum theater. Publicist Ted Bonnet was assigned to get permission.
He went to the Police Commission in the Police Facilities Building and was told, “This is a traffic matter. The man for you to see is the chief of the traffic division on the sixth floor.”
He went there and was told, “This is not a police matter. The man to see is the chief of the streets use division of the Board of Public Works. When we’re notified that the permit has been issued, we’ll handle the matter.”
| HE WENT TO THE board office in the City Hall. He was told, “Any such permit would have to come from the board itself.” But the board secretary told him that the board has no authority to grant a permit for such a public exhibition. “That’s a police matter,” he was told. “Go to Chief Parker himself. If he says yes, then go ahead and string your wire.” Bonnet returned to the police building and explained his mission to a man at Bonnet returned to his studio and later got the call. “This is really a matter for the Board of Public Works,” he was told. He wearily called the board secretary, who said the police had been in touch with them but a permit could not be granted for the wire because such public exhibitions are illegal under the municipal code. “Why didn’t somebody just say so?” Bonnet asked. “Well, you know how it is,” was the reply, “nobody likes to say no.” :: WORKMEN HAVE been busy the last few weeks erasing a building at 2nd and Broadway, removing the rubble, smoothing the surface and lining the border with concrete planter boxes. The other day, after they’d quit work, two sidewalk superintendents carefully inspected the job, drained a small bottle of tokay, and one of them ceremoniously tossed the empty into the middle of the lot. The new enterprise had been officially dedicated, L.A. style. ::
IN QUEST OF the reported buried treasure of Robbers Roost or films thereof for the Jack Burrud “Wanderlust” show, cameraman Bill Hammer and Dave Smirnoff a week ago ventured into the Arizona-Utah border country. While shooting pictures they were approached by grim gentlemen who made it While they talked with one of the men in his house, Smirnoff noticed three others rummaging through their equipment in the car. Hammer pulled a gun on their host, walked him outside and ordered the others away, just like in the movies. The men backed off and Smirnoff got his pistol from the glove compartment. Naturally this part of their adventure will not be seen when the film is shown in October. ::
FOOTNOTES — Leonard Schulman asks a cheer for Clarence Crary, who picked him up on the Long Beach Freeway, drove him to a gas station, then back to his stalled car . . . It looks to Howard Blake as if all a girl needs to get a job on the Sunset Strip these days are the bare necessities . . . Received a certificate, suitable for framing, declaring me a charter member of the Millionaire Club, from Don Fedderson , who seems to have a program about the same. The part I like states,
“your initiation fee of $1 million has been marked paid and there are no dues.” But I don’t feel rich. |
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