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It's Tough to Be Famous (1932)

Scotty, an unwilling Navy war hero is cast into the limelight. He wants to get married and be an engineer, but is forced to fulfil the expectations of the public, his employer and his PR agent, which he hates. Although he and his long time girlfriend Janet love each other, they are pressured to marry before they are ready. The strain takes its toll on both of them.
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Scotty, an unwilling Navy war hero is cast into the limelight. He wants to get married and be an engineer, but is forced to fulfil the expectations of the public, his employer and his PR agent, which he hates. Although he and his long time girlfriend Janet love each other, they are pressured to marry before they are ready. The strain takes its toll on both of them.

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Genre:Comedy, Drama
Directed By:Alfred E. Green
Written By:Robert Lord
In Theaters:4/2/1932
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Runtime:79 minutes
Studio:First National Pictures

Cast

Director

Alfred E. Green

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Douglas Fairbanks Jr.

Scott 'Scotty' McClenahan

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Mary Brian

Janet Porter McClenahan

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Harold Minjir

Sutter, the Ghost Writer (as Harold Minjer)

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Emma Dunn

'Moms' McClenahan

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Walter Catlett

Joseph Craig 'Joe' Chapin

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David Landau

Chief Petty Officer Steve Stevens

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Oscar Apfel

S.J. Boynton

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Terrance Ray

Sanford, Naval Officer Helping Scotty

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Louise Beavers

Ada, Janet's Maid

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