Clipped From The Salt Lake Tribune
John Lund -«He's i - t 'New Look' •/ Htdda H OLLYWOOD—Let's tikt a look at Lund, In a little lest than thre« years and three pic- turei, the last of which ij "A Foreign Affair," John Lund—with the exception of Burt Lan-< caster—is the only new face in the male contingent who has managed to crack through the closed corporation of Hollywood stardom, He never had th« slightest intention of going into show business, in the first place. But when you're broke in New York you're apt to end up with the strangest variety of bedfellows, and the guy named Jcn^Bassett he found himself sharing a hol« In the wall with in »ome rat- ridden room in Greenwich Village turned out to be the stage manager of a theatrical hodgepodge called "Railroad on Parade" at the world's fair at Flushing, Long Island. It was a pageant of sorts and In it, he played a drunken prospector, a mourner at Abe Lincoln's funeral, a Swedish immigrant just arrived at thesa shores, a prospector of the wild west, an Indian chieftain, a ' shoelace salesman, and three other characters, A S IF that weren't sufficient to establish his versatility, his next offer came from the '"New Faces" musical revue, and when h« remarked, loudly and repeatedly, the sage observation that the writing stunk, tha producer madfi the obviously sarcastic rejoinder that if he thought h« could do better, why didn't he. • Which is what, precisely, he proceeded to do, That opened the busy and prosperous vista for him of writ- Ing and alctlng in radio, on the stage, and now in the movies; and that in' ltd complett span has only extended eight years. All h« had ever managed before that largely was to get in •trouble with his teacher; quit or b« expelled from ijust about every unit in th» public school system of his home town (Roch- «ster, N. Y.); and take a wide and diverse variety of jobs, none of which lasted much more than three weeks. Ifl Y FATHER had been blower, which--has very little connection with it, I suppose, but anyway I got a job as •.•carpenter's helper.' Then I was a laborer, hoisted. lc« to and from an ice wagon, worked in an electrical appliance factory, chased patterns in a ault factory, worked in an optical goods firm, delivered throwaways from door to door, and spent a great deal .of my time in reflection, mostly about how to get out of- working too hard. I was completely sold on him U)« moment I caught the sneak preview of "To Each His Own." • So much sp that in my column, on the telephone, and across the desks of.the Paramount executive*, I belabored them for putting him .into "The Perils of Pauline" and accused them of trying to ruin the career of a potential star. Fortunately, the picture didn't seem to do him much harm, although it certainly didn't help, matters, and he came right back in "Foreign Affair" to vindicate the fondest bets of his booster*. JN OW the studio insider* tell me that he outdoes himself again in the forthcoming comedy hit, "The Tatlock Million*." And next, he essays his first impor- .