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I had the European viewpoint

Why couldn’t Art do the same thing—if he had reason to? Then—and perhaps here I was naive—we could continue our project. Maybe Art had been rattled by his marital situation and the distress it was causing him. But how could he be that deeply involved in a passion for Marilyn? (How quickly I’d forgo…

—p.415 Elia Kazan: A Life by Elia Kazan
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the great problem in the unions is the Communist

Then he got down to business. “Have you thought of anything,” he asked us, “for the anti-Communist gimmick?” Neither Miller nor I answered him immediately, so Brewer went on. “As a suggestion, why couldn’t we have a reporter from the People’s Worker approach Marty [the central figure in The Hook, a…

—p.411 by Elia Kazan
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his widow would be “fixed” with millions

When I first knew her, after Johnny’s death, she was being courted by Joe Schenck. He hadn’t moved in as quickly as I—he’d allowed a “decent interval” to pass—but soon he was trying to see her regularly. Mr. Schenck was one of the richest as well as the most respected men in the “Hollywood” communi…

—p.406 by Elia Kazan
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she was a simple, eager young woman

Relieve your mind now of the images you have of this person. When I met her, she was a simple, eager young woman who rode a bike to the classes she was taking, a decent-hearted kid whom Hollywood brought down, legs parted. She had a thin skin and a soul that hungered for acceptance by people she mi…

—p.404 by Elia Kazan
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she was a simple, eager young woman

Relieve your mind now of the images you have of this person. When I met her, she was a simple, eager young woman who rode a bike to the classes she was taking, a decent-hearted kid whom Hollywood brought down, legs parted. She had a thin skin and a soul that hungered for acceptance by people she mi…

—p.404 by Elia Kazan