At high noon one day last week, some 150 photographers, newsmen and news-hens in Manhattan's sedate Plaza Hotel began scrambling and clawing, cursing and groaning, to worm nearer to their common goal. All cameras converged on one of the least likely duos in cinematic history: Hollywood's Marilyn Monroe and Britain's Sir Laurence Olivier. Together in public for the first time, Marilyn, explosively protruding from a black velvet sheath, and Sir Laurence, with the ironic aplomb of a gentleman accidentally trapped in a powder room, confirmed the fact (TIME, Jan. 30) that they will co-star in a film version of Playwright Terence...
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