Searching for Old Hollywood, Part 2
The rose-colored lobby and first floor of the 1935 Max Factor Building have retained its original Art Deco look. The primary make-up rooms have been preserved and restored with the original chairs, settees, lights, and multi-angled mirrors. It was enlightening to stroll through the rooms where Billie Burke, Lucille Ball, Joan Crawford, Claudette Colbert, and dozens of others were given the star treatment. The rooms suggested the kind of lavish attention the stars must have received: Each of the four primary rooms was devoted to women of a specific hair color: Blondes, Redheads, Brunettes, and Brownettes. The color of each room was selected to flatter the hair color. The rooms reminded me that the stars’ personal looks were extensions of their images, and it was their images that the studios were selling. The stars’ images were not only used to lure people into theaters to see their films but also to promote products in magazines. Ads featuring virtually every major star of the Golden Age lined the walls of the hallways.
Meandering around the first floor, we discovered a room filled from floor to ceiling with black and white photos of the legendary places of Old Hollywood that were frequented by stars—the Brown Derby, the Mocambo, Ciro’s, the Trocadero. It was easy to lose track of time while scouring the photos for favorite stars. At last, I had found the old glamour that I was looking for, even if it was only via photographs. The lower level, which was once a bowling alley—and reputedly a speakeasy during Prohibition—now houses memorabilia, lobby cards, sets, and costumes from horror films—a must-see for fans of the genre. The exhibit includes everything from the entire jail cell corridor from The Silence of the Lambs to rare posters of classic horror films. Three additional floors included costumes from films from all eras as well as temporary exhibits designed around a star or event, such as the Academy Awards. My favorite exhibit was a permanent display of Jean Harlow memorabilia, including vintage articles and rare photos that revealed much I did not know. Like many larger-than-life stars, Harlow epitomized the old adage about those that burn brightest also burn fastest. She seemed to attract controversy and strange tragedy, such as the death of her producer husband Paul Bern. He left a cryptic suicide note (“you understand last night was only a comedy”) that has been interpreted 100 ways. According to information in the museum, Bern may have actually been murdered. Most haunting was a photo of William Powell, who was the love of Harlow’s life and vice versa, taken as he was leaving her funeral. The expression on his face is what a broken heart looks like. Attending movies in the historic Grauman’s Chinese Theater and the restored Egyptian Theater was a lot of fun, but a walk down Hollywood toward Vine Street revealed that movie theaters dominated the boulevard at one time. How exciting the street must have looked backed in the silent era or Golden Age with one movie premiere after another. Sadly, most of these picture palaces no longer exhibit movies, but at least they are still standing. I walked along Hollywood Boulevard from Grauman’s Chinese to Ivar Avenue, and I passed the El Capitan, the Hollywood, the Egyptian, the Pacific, the Pantages, the Vogue, the Vine (originally the Admiral), the Fox (originally the Iris), and what’s left of the Ritz (originally the News-View). Many more theaters along that stretch have been demolished, including the Hunley, the Marcal, the Hawaii, and the Apollo. So many movie theaters in such a short span reveals how vital film exhibition once was. Most of the existing theaters have been repurposed: The El Capitan, which was restored by the Disney Company, hosts The Jimmy Kimmel Show; the Pantages offers stage plays; the Vine became a church then the Lazzarium and now holds special events; the Fox has re-opened as a nightclub known as the Playhouse; the Hollywood now houses the Guinness World of Records museum; the Vogue is also a nightclub called the Supper Club, and the Pacific is now a church. ![]() THE PACIFIC THEATER WITH ONE OF ITS TWO RADIO TOWERS. AT ONE TIME, THE SECOND FLOOR WAS HOME TO A RADIO STATION. Each theater boasts its own piece of Hollywood history, and as long as it is still standing, that bit of history is still alive. The Pacific, which sports two radio towers, was originally the Warner Hollywood Theater. In the early 1950s, it became the Warner Cinerama Theater and premiered the widescreen film This Is Cinerama. The runaway success of that film resulted in the permanent change in screen size from the almost-square Academy format to the rectangular shape. This Is Cinerama ran for 133 weeks at the Warner, which was renamed the Hollywood Pacific in 1968. The Hollywood Theatre was the city’s second movie theater after the Idyl Hour, but since the demise of the Idyl Hour, this 1913 structure is the oldest existing movie theater in Hollywood. The Pantages Theatre was the site of live telecasts of the Academy Awards from 1950 through 1959. The Egyptian, which was completed in 1922 by Sid Grauman, opened with Douglas Fairbanks’s Robin Hood. The spectacular opening night was Hollywood’s first real premiere. The Egyptian intended to show nothing but “masterpieces of the cinema art,” according to the opening night program, and Grauman enjoyed long, profitable runs of classic silent blockbusters. In its first three years, the Egyptian exhibited only four movies, Robin Hood, The Covered Wagon, Ten Commandments, and Thief of Bagdad, which I saw at the Egyptian during the TCM film festival—my personal connection to the theater’s history. Among the restaurants or clubs along Hollywood Boulevard that retain an Old Hollywood connection are the Musso and Frank Grill, which opened in 1919. Supposedly, the menu has not changed in 90 years, which adds to its claims of embodying authentic Hollywood history. The first pay phone installed in Hollywood was installed in Musso and Frank’s, and it was used to make deals. Chaplin, Valentino, Mary Pickford, and Douglas Fairbanks were regulars during the silent era. Chaplin was fond of the roast lamb kidneys while Gary Cooper and Greta Garbo preferred the flannel cakes. Bogart was fond of having cocktails with Dashiell Hammett at the bar. Musso and Frank’s was fun, but more enticing for me was the Frolic Room, which is next to the Pantages Theater. Still sporting its old-fashioned neon sign from back in the day, the Frolic Room opened in the 1930s as a VIP lounge connected to the Pantages. The walls sport caricatures of stars from Hollywood’s Golden Age. When the theater hosted the Oscars during the 1950s, the bar spilled over with the industry’s biggest stars, but it is now referred to as a “dive bar.” During Hollywood Boulevard’s seedier days, writer Charles Bukowski was a regular at the Frolic Room. Most haunting is the claim that Elizabeth Short, better known as the Black Dahlia, frequented the lounge in the weeks before her murder. The dark side of Old Hollywood is no less enticing. A friend of mine suggested I walk by the Alto Nido apartments, which became my favorite Old Hollywood discovery. Located atop a hill on Ivar Avenue, the Alto Nido apartments are in a Spanish Colonial Revival style, but their Hollywood pedigree is more interesting than their architectural design. The Alto Nido is famous as the apartment building where William Holden’s character lived in Sunset Boulevard. What I like about the Alto Nido is how the location has attracted so many unsubstantiated Internet stories that claim any number of famous and notorious celebrities once lived there, everyone from Claudette Colbert to a disgraced Fatty Arbuckle. Another rumor is that actress Marie Dressler once owned the building; still another claims that Lila Leeds, the scandalized starlet who was arrested with Robert Mitchum for possessing marijuana, once lived there. The most outrageous story maintains that the Black Dahlia lived at the Alto Nido “shortly” before her murder. A quick search through legitimate, researched, and documented biographies of most of these people reveals that none of them had a connection to the Alto Nido. Much of my time at the TCM Classic Film Festival was well spent watching as many movies as possible. Still, the time spent searching for hints of the Old Hollywood that exists mostly in my imagination was well worth it. 15 Responses Searching for Old Hollywood, Part 2
The Hollywood Museum has, or has had, exhibits on Elizabeth Taylor and Jean Harlow; this Friday, an exhibit about Marilyn Monroe opens, and is slated to last until at least the start of September (http://www.thehollywoodmuseum.com/marilyn-monroe-the-exhibit). There are also plans in the works for an exhibit on Carole Lombard, who spent her share of time in the Max Factor Building (http://carole-and-co.livejournal.com/490067.html). WONDERFUL! more! more! more! I love this old Hollywood history. I must go there someday. I’m sure being in those places makes you feel somewhat connected to the past and to the personalities who once roamed there. I’m so jealous. Did you happen to do a tour of studios while you were there as well? How many of the old studios are still there? I regret the loss of the old studios more than any other piece of old Hollywood. In 1954 my mother and aunt took me and my brother to see This Is Cinerama at the Warner. I was 7. About all I remember is the roller coaster and Niagara Falls. I don’t think I threw up. end of an era, had I but known it. That roller coaster clip from This is Cinerama still induces dizziness, even on a 40 inch TV. Martha: Thanks so much for commenting on my post. It means a lot coming from someone who has lived there. It sounds like you have had an interesting life. Ben Boom: Dashielle is Dashiell’s twin sister. JUST KIDDING. Thanks for catching the error, and I have corrected it. I don’t think I have ever spelled that man’s name correctly. Dukeroberts: I did not get to do a studio tour this time around. Many years ago, I toured the old Warner Bros. studio, which was then called The Burbank Studio. It was every bit the working studio, and I learned so much. Next time I go to Hollywood, I want to do a studio tour and get to the Hollywood Forever Cemetery. And, you would love my collection of postcards of movie star homes from back in the 1930s. Yes, I would. You should post them somewhere so that I might see them. Thanks for the mention (as “friend of mine”)! Maybe next time I’ll take you to Bronson Canyon to see the Bat Cave from the original “Batman” TV series. You will be surprised just how close to Hollywood it is. It’s across the highway at the beginning of park where Griffith’s Observatory is located. I like finding surviving locations. I’ve found the house from “Happy Days” (close to the Paramount lot) and Jeffrey “the Dude” Lebowski’s shabby apartment in Venice Beach. On my list for future visits: the house from “The Brady Bunch,” Jerry’s apartment from “Seinfeld” (Yes, it’s in LA), and stately Wayne manor from “Batman.” JRKestner: You are so welcome for the mention, and I truly appreciate the suggestion because it inspired my two-part blog piece on the ghosts of Old Hollywood. I enjoy visiting locations where films are shot and have done that in Chicago as well as Florida. There is a new approach to tourism touted by some tourist offices called movie tourism, so apparently we are not the only ones. Another is the Riviera Country Club. I see that so often in older movies even as far back as Flying Down to Rio. It is a beautiful club house. The dance floor is marble with chrystal chandeliers. That is used a great deal but mostly the outside areas showing people sitting at tables for outside dining. It is still there and thriving. The Riviera is in Pacific Palisades just off of Sunset Blvd. I’ve actually done the “movie tour” in both London and Paris on my own as well! Leave a Reply |
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Oh how I enjoyed your article. I would go to Max Factor’s to be fitted for wigs depending on what film I was working on and which star I was doubling. I will never forget it. And, my first job as a teen was as cashier at the old Hollywood Theater. Then I was promoted to cashier at Warner’s at 17 which you now say is the Pacific. I have loved looking at the memories. Thanks so for your wonderful look back. I only lived about six blocks from Warner’s but my boy friend, Bill Lear, Jr. would drive all the way from North Hollywood to drive me home. Ah youth!