Honolulu Star-Bulletin from Honolulu, Hawaii • 8

THE SUNDAY STAR-BULLETIN ADVERTISER A-6 Honolulu, Aug. 6, 1967 Eddie Sherman Honolulu Newsstand She's had displays in Life, Look, etc. She laffs when she recalls that one newspaper recently called her "the mother image of sex" and another said "she has been interested in sex for most of her life." Any way Dr. Calderone will be here for an educational TV interview Wednesday plus an all day conference at the Haw'n Village Longhouse Thursday (open to the Dr. Calderone public), subject of course being Our classified dept is chuckling over this item in the current Playboy magazine: "We've heard that big business was finding it difficult to recruit qualified college graduates to fill its technological jobs, but we didn't know how serious the situation was until we read the following want ad from Honolulu's Sunday Star-Bulletin Advertiser: 'Person to work on nuclear fissionable isotope molecular reactive counters and three-phase cyclotronic uranium photosynthesizers.

No experience necessary' One of the hottest gals in sex education these days is 62-year-old grandmaw Dr. Mary Calderone. Dr. Calderone sex education. nonsense, realistic Just spotted new mond Head- Save Phillip Law (the to being a very big top films next year here and she's very Audiences admire her most for noanswers to tough questions bumper sticker: "Forget DiaThe Palm Tree John former UH student) is on his way film star.

Two of Paramount's star John. His mom still lives proud of the young man Sashimiland Notes Ricketts, Stars Stripes on a PanAm inaugural flight raving about a new comedy he caught in Japan. The are currently playing local clubs. "I think they have chance of making it big. in the mold of the old Marteam.

Wallis is one of the guys I've ever seen," said who is an astute talent will top off his Japan junket a unique assignment. He's to visit Fort Ord in where he'll pick training, who has He'll interview the future fighting soldier delivers (Officer-in-Charge) spent six months on leaflet drops to like the dropping to Special Forces der. I swore that this story is too Al (here LA) Grayson lads military a good They're tin-Lewis funniest Ricketts, observer Al with skedded out a serviceman, just out of basic been assigned to duty in Vietnam the man's parents and stick to man like glue till the time the a snappy salute to his OIC in Vietnam Says Al: "I in Vietnam last year doing stories the Viet Cong and covering things of live cows, pigs and chickens troops near the Cambodian borI wouldn't go back again but good to pass up" Side Glimpses Tokyo columnist from Osaka to team Wallis Ricketts Ricketts A pretty Fijian entertainer at the Polynesian Cultural Center introduced herself this way to a visiting newsman: "I'm Tahitian and Hawaiian at night and Fijian during the day" According to Sec. of Transportation Alan S. Boyd, more Americans are killed annually in boating accidents than in plane crashes The sunglass industry is big biz says Chemical Week mag.

Since they've become fashionable, the pair of dark glasses once bought for a quarter for beach wear have practically disappeared. Today, there are glasses for morning, evening and night wear, with emphasis on high style. Nearly 200 million pairs are expected to be sold this year with prices ranging up to $20 a pair Don Over claims he found the reason for his weight problem. "I was suffering from an overactive knife and fork" Thinking out loud: You can generally tell the people who've just come back from a vacation. They're the ones who look like they need one.

Kau Kau Kapers Surfer to surfer: Joe Stevens, drummer with The Surfers (Canton Puka Inter'l Market Place) challenged Fred Hemmings, inter'1 surf champ thusly: That Fred couldn't eat a 68-ounce steak (four pounds plus) at one sitting. Hemmings agreed to the contest held at the Colonel's' Plantation. Young Fred devoured the four pounds of meat in 20 minutes, also gobbling down a salad to boot. Joe had to pay for the dinner $38. Incidentally, Hemmings also is manager of the Plantation.

But unless you're a rich rancher -don't invite him to dinner especially if he's hungry Quietly and on his own time, HVB'er Allan McGuire has been (for months) meeting planes carrying boys in the early hours, helping them find accommodations, etc. It's that kind of gesture that truly makes the Aloha Spirit come alive King Charles The genius that Aug. 23 at the HIC Charles ers, high fidelity gine He is Braille Bible Tid Bits that is Ray Charles returns locally Arena At the age of 6 he was blinded without hope for recovery He grew up in a school for blind children in Florida At 15 fate struck another hard blow he was orphaned, and had no surviving relatives Today he is one of the most popular artists in the world of entertainment Despite the handicap of no sight, Ray can build from the ground up, and repair, such complicated equipment as TV sets, tape recordsets, most parts of a plane and enalso deeply religious and carries a with him wherever he goes of a most extraordinary According to ASA (American Sunbathing Ass'n) and various nudist mags, a new nudist group is forming on Oahu. Where? Where? The July issue of Institutions magazine (a trade mag for restaurants) lists Spencecliff Corp. with over 30 eateries as number 148 in the nation for volume of food served for the past year.

Number one in the ranking is the U.S. Army. A unique father and son team from McCook, is among the 150 commissioners at the Kahala Hilton for the Nat'l Conference of Commissioners on Uniform State Laws. They are Fred T. and John F.

Hanson. Only once before in its 76-year history has there been a father and son combination It was William Blake who said, "No bird soars too high it he soars with his own wings" Kona Coast Topic: 'The Picture' By ED SHEEHAN sampan bow to the pier. All go through the action ron in 1942. "One day we cockroached a jeep and It's Boone Town, Hawaii. The personality of the burly actor-producer pervades Kailua, Kona.

Up and down the coast, talk is of The Picture. An afternoon "coffee cloud" rolls over the slopes of Hualalai and the immense blue-green lava-scarred loneliness to the south. Kona's humidity is a weight, its somnolence a delicious hypnosis. Richard Boone and his "Kona Coast" filming have added a quiet excitement to the scene. Boone is in a rare state when I meet him on the dock.

He is all by himself. He watches critically as his luxurious sport-fisherman Goodbye Charlie rides green swells a few hundred yards out. She idles toward the long pier. "Gawd what an ugly boat," are his words. But the tone is that of a man staring at a first son through the window of a hospital nursery.

A few weeks back, the International Billfish tourney was The Happening at dockside. Committeeman R. Boone had the humble and gripe job of supplying gas and diesel fuel to fellow charter-boat owners. He also found time to file daily reFo TV ports to Honolulu on action. tide Now the -game trollers have departed and strollers off the tour buses are stunned to stumble upon the famous actor.

Clad only in windbreaker, shorts and sneakers his complete costume throughout the picture he looks rather alien and quite absorbed. He has million-dollar meditations on his mind. Putting a promise to himself on film means a lot of money, men and machinery. His own Pioneer Productions Co. is making the movie and Warner Bros-Seven Arts will distribute it.

If it hits, chances are good that backers CBS-TV will go into a series on the theme. It could mean to $4-million yearly to the local economy. Obviously, the film means even more to Big Richard. Already a wealthy and highly successful actor, he puts his reputation on the line every time a camera points to his direction. "Kona Coast" is not just another picture.

It's an all-Hawaii picture. Its completion and acceptance will prove him right in a longchampioned belief--that a first rate production company can be built and prosper in the Islands; that Hawaii and its people offer all the ingredients for success; that creation and production of films locally can mean exciting employment and a brighter future for many young people. He wants to see this done and he has laboriously assembled the talent and technicians to do it. "Say I'm doing what I came here to do," he tells me what I said I was going to do." He seems happy about the way his dream is awakening into a reality A shy little matron approaches and wants to borrow my pencil. "Do you think he'll sign?" she whispers Johnson and Boone- -two once-starving actors.

Advertiser Columnist and I tell her to ask. Boone not only writes his name but with gruff graciousness grabs Mrs. Timidity in a fast as can with a shaking instamatic. They go husky one one-armed hug. Her husband clicks away as away happily and she is giggling, "They'll never believe this back home!" "Kona Coast" could be described not unkindly as a "Have Boat Will Travel." In it, Boone plays Sam Moran, a Pacific Paladin sans sophistication.

Sam is a rough, sunburned and spray-whipped charter skipper, put upon by varied villains and scorched by a re-kindled flame, played by Vera is Miles. Other distinguished cast members are Kent Smith and Joan Blondell. Almost all the other actors, in lively scenes shifting from Kona to Honolulu, are local people. Many are from The Kona Coast Players, an amateur group Boone helped revive with his direction of "The Drunkard." He speaks of the younger members of his troupe with affection and concern: "Give it a thought maybe some of these kids have a reason for dropping out or withdrawing. A lot of them don't have a helluva lot to look forward to not too many places to go.

After all, they don't ALL want to become chambermaids, busboys. or cab drivers "Now here's a chance to be creative, part of something alive and growing not only the acting but the allied jobs. If we can get this industry going locally there'll be some fine opportunities for youngsters. 'Monty' (Lamont Johnson, the director) flipped when he saw some of these kids perform. It's hard to believe they've had 1 no professional training it's that natural, easy Hawaiian-style I guess." He walks to where trucks and workmen are gathering under the giant marlin-scale on the dock.

Moths to a flame, crowds gather to watch the afternoon's filming. A movie set is a magnet. Few people can resist the chance to watch make-believe in the making. The charter-boat Malia is flying three marlin flags but all eyes are on the movie people. The audience behind a rope clicks cameras and strains for glimpses of Boone, Blondell and Miles in the flesh.

In the scene, Miss Blondell steps from a beat-up aku boat. to the dock and talks briefly to Boone. Then he turns for an exchange with young Honolulu actress Gina Villines. Two of his "crewmen," Dino Kunewa and Willie Erickson pass in front of the cameras and "Pocho" Kanuha, a girl crewmember, jumps from the about eight times before Johnson accepts it. "Pocho" has flown through the air with astonishing grace each time.

She is a 15-year-old of ample proportions and Boone shakes his head: "I swear she's going to break both legs every time she does that," he says in wonder. "And that Dino- scratching his head in front of two stars on camera. You can't believe these kids with their offbeat bits." He goes back into the set, confers with Johnson and a cameraman and takes a playful poke at Bobby Erickson, skipper of his Goodbye Charlie. Then he turns to Gina Villines. An arm around her shoulder, he Sheehan's World walks her away, talking softly and earnestly.

Boone thinks highly of the Villines' talent. "'The girl is really something," he says. "She bursts. She's good. The first time we read script together I watched her.

There she sat her first big break across from two great actresses like Miles and Blondell. Her script was shaking like a leaf but she came on like Gangbusters." A tourist who has sneaked under the rope has to tall- to someone. He chooses me. "Did you see it?" he asks. "Did you see how times they did it? It took over a whole hour! movies you watch it many.

and it goes by like nothing." He snaps his fingers to illustrate how fast the scene goes by in the movies. It is oppressively hot. I go to the cold drink jug on a nearby table. One oldtime Hollywood technician is telling another veteran: "Two days into a picture I can tell you whether or not it's good. Two days into 'Hallelujah Trail' I told them they had a flop a dog.

But this one is gonna be good. Right cast, right director, good story I got a good feeling about this picture." The night "call" is for 6 o'clock. The company will work until 3 in the morning. At dusk there are drum-throbs from the hotels and crowds move slowly along the narrow streets. Kailua is no longer "a sleepy fishing village." Overnight tour-stops swell the town.

For a few hours Ali Drive is like Kalakaua Ave. Waiting in line for dinner we watch the pageantry of torch-lighting on a lawn. A whiterobed "kahuna" chants at the setting sun and people are silent and impressed. Studio publicist Ned Moss asks me what it's about and I tell him the man represents a priest invoking a blessing. "So we're safe for another night right?" Ned smiles.

Actors and crew straggle down from quarters at the Pacific Empress and the Kalani Kai. In the dark, mint cereus also begins its day on the black lava walls of narrow lanes. While workmen set up harsh lights, Boone sits on a box, his massive head thrown back, staring at a black sky. He mumbles his lines as a makeup man daubs at crinkles around his eyes. In person he has a bulk and power that seem slimmed by the camera.

His legs are lean and muscular but his shoulders and chest are heavy and hard. The makeup man brushes darkness on his sun-bleached mustache. A love scene with Vera Miles is next. It is quite important. Visitors have been barred.

Security guards check everyone at the dock's main gate. Still the inevitable hangers-on have seeped through: girl friends, distant relatives, friends and friends-of-friends. They stand well outside a ring of glaring lights that makes a bright island of the set. The scene will be shot aboard the tuna boat bobbing alongside the pier. "Damn boats," a grip remarks.

"Ain't like shooting auto scenes. Damn boats keep goin' up and down and sidewise." Boone and Miss Miles rehearse in each other's arms on a pile of fishnets. Director Johnson and head cameraman Joe LaShelle with their crews and equipment are jammed atop fish-wells on what remains of deck-space. The action starts but we're too far away to hear. Boone and Miles are talking, then there is a passionate embrace and kiss.

A hysterical laugh interrupts. The sea-soaked and bikinied Villines has appeared from over the side of the boat and is shouting imprecations at the lovers. Boone rushes over and grabs her roughly. Miss Miles screams at him as he yanks Gina into a spanking position. Her barely-covered bottom is almost all that is visible under his arm and against his size.

His raised hand is halted by a shout from the dock. He jerks the girl around roughly and hauls her up on the pier. "CUT!" Johnson hollers. The dripping Gina is toweled and Miss Miles gets makeup repair. She is also having sarong trouble and tugs constantly at its top.

Costume mistress Marion Makibe comes to the rescue with pins and needles. Miss Miles is even lovelier off-scren a fine-featured warm beauty. I tell her I've been in love with her for years and she smiles, handing a mountain apple to my wife. Workmen hop like released rabbits over the set. Someone shouts to a man atop the marlin that there are 11,000 volts up there.

Boone paused to chat with his wife. A tiny, pretty woman, she sits in a canvas chair in the dark by a truck. He goes back to conference with Johnson, LaShelle and script girl Carla Coray. She is another member of the "Boone-Kona-Coast-Stock-Company." She has never done the script-chore before but learned the exacting job in two days. Sam Kapu and Jesse Kalima are embarrassed about getting paid for waiting.

Sam is wearing a large and vicious make-up scar under one eye, for a fight scene. He says the itch is driving him nuts. Pocho and Dino are joshing stuntman-villain Erwin Neal. They call him "Mr. Clean" because of his resemblance to the commercial-cartoon character.

Like most truly tough men, Neal is gentle and smiling. An ex-rodeo-cowboy, he is in constant demand in the business and has made many pictures with Boone. He is waiting for a scene in which he will be dunked upside-down several times in the bay. "Erwin you are a truly great upside actor," Lamont Johnson tells him. Ned Moss remarks that a man would be safer to challenge Cassius Clay than an expert Neal's type.

"These stunt guys are masters of he says. "He could kill a man in 2 seconds." Erwin doesn't hear this. His pink, cherubic face is laughing at a pidgin-pearl from one of the Hawaiian boys "Hey, Erwin you get hazaderous pay, yeh?" The love scene is repeated over and over, shot from different angles, smoothed and polished. The tightly packed crew struggles amid a spaghetti-snarl of wires and lines aboard the lurching sampan. There is one minor foul-up when an innocent Kailua boat owner drives through the set to give his craft a bedtime check.

Mrs. Ray Hamilton, another Kona Coast player and first-aid nurse to the company, says the score in six days of shooting is eight band-aids and a twisted ankle. The dinner-break is announced. Tables have been set up on the pier. Soon the set is strangely naked under the spotlights.

Boone tells me he first saw Hawaii at a Hilo staging area with a Navy Air Torpedo squad- drove over here to Kona. I've wanted to come back ever since." He became a Honolulu resident some four years ago. Behind him were two years of "The Medic" shows, many movies and 218 of the "Have Gun Will Travel" segments. He has a fondness for the poetryquoting, high-living "Paladin" and talks of him i he were a person: "He was quite a guy. I liked Boone also directed of the "Gun" shows.

He carried off-camera activities into production and direction of "The Richard Boone Show." a season of quality drama outstanding in television. Next on his agenda is a TV special, debates and "The co-starring his based friend, on the Lincoln Do "Who wrote it?" asks someone. "Abraham Lincoln and Stephen Douglas did the original script," says Boone patiently. He heads toward Lamont Johnson. Someone tells me of an evening at Boone's beachhouse when he recited The Gettysburg Address and guitarist Duane plucked a background of "Battle Hymn of the "You should have been there," the man says.

"It was a marvelous It is late but the lights along the shore are still aglow. The company has requested merchants and residents to leave them on for background effects and all Bert Six Photo, Warner Bros-Seven Arts Boone and Vera Miles in sampan love scene. are happy to do so. Real estate types in Kona are blissfully aware of what a movie named "Kona Coast" will do for values thereabouts. Boone and Johnson are sitting with heads together perfectionists and old pros no detail too small for discussion.

They go far back together, first as hungry hopefuls at the Neighborhood Playhouse and Actors' Studio in New York, on through crumbs and pieces of work in radio and theater, then to individual success in Hollywood. They are finely-tuned, experienced and sophisticated highly realisic illusionists. The business of transferring typed sheets to film of action and emotion is serious and expensive. They've been working at this amorphous art for a long time. The ordinary-looking van on the dock might look like a laundry truck but it contains a quarter of a million dollars worth of equipment.

Its rent runs into thousands of dollars a week Jim Abernathy is talking to me. A geologist and developer, he wandered into Kona seeking building sites. Almost by accident, he found himself in the bar business. Boone liked his place. One day he told Abernathy that if he named it after one of the film's characters he'd use it as a set.

"Akamai Barnes" was the name and Jim said sure. Now he has to hire a bouncer to keep waiting clients lined up. Earlier in day he had helped workmen erect a sign inside for the filming: "AKAMAI BARNES FINES:" LYING $1 per lie SINGING OFF KEY BUSTEMUP damages CURSING .25 cents per curse TREASON $1.50 RAPE (Kamaaina) RAPE (Tourist) .....25 cents COCKROACH ANYTHING "He's a great guy," says Abernathy of Boone. "He got our Kona Coast Players going when we needed help badly, then he stepped aside. You'd think he'd be too busy to even think about it but just now he asked me how the 'Wizard of Oz' rehearsal went off tonight.

He's doing a lot for the people down here. Near midnight the company strolls back on the set. A high tide hurls spray over the seawall and soaks the sidewalk. The bay sparkles reflection of multicolored lights from the King Kamehameha, Oceanview, Hukilau and waterfront shops. A few tourists still wander the street in lost clumps looking for action they won't find.

At Akamai Barnes' miniskirted birds and their beard-boys twist and make serious faces at each other. It is difficult to do the dances at the appropriate distance in such a small place. The far-off beat of a Tahitian drum floorshow rattles lightly over the water. The old stone church and Hulihee Palace are dark and asleep. Boone has left the set and walked off by himself.

It strikes me that his life in Kona, the long days fishing with friends, his happy immersion in the community may all have added up to a subconscious rehearsal. The people, the place, himself and the picture have inevitably come together. And it isn't only a movie set. It's home. There's a lot of reality in it, and possibly quite a bit of Sam Moran in Richard Boone.

Johnson has an editor he trusts and they've been shipping film back almost daily. In a few days, Monty himself will fly to the Coast and see what they have so far. Then they'll know how it's coming along One thing is sure. After the work is done there are many more uncluttered Kona days to come bright days on the Goodbye Charlie, with baits dancing in the sun astern. But at the moment he is a vague tall shape in the dark, hunching his shoulders against the midnight chill.

Only the star's cigaret glows. He is quite alone..