For many a sentimental reader, the books of Novelist Harold Bell Wright (The winning of Barbara Worth, The calling of Dan Matthews) made many a dream seem to get up and walk. Last week the aged author's solemn son Gilbert went his father one better: he made real people talk like waterfalls, braying donkeys, barking dogs, slamming doors, locomotive whistles. The appropriate place: Hollywood.

Six months ago, while Gilbert Hunger Wright was meditatively scratching the bristly whiskers on his Adam's apple, he noticed that queer sounds came out of his mouth. When he silently...