For what it’s worth, the rest of Dorothy’s life was… okay, sort of!
I mean, she was an alcoholic who was continually haunted by memories of her abortion, but other than that. She slept with a whole bunch of people, including, oddly, Scott Fitzgerald. They’d been friends for years, and the encounter seemingly happened after Dorothy bought one of Zelda’s paintings (Zelda was institutionalized at that point) and claimed that the piece was too painful for her to ever hang in her apartment. She also claimed that she hated the same qualities in F. Scott that she hated in herself.
I think this just means they were both alcoholics, because, while Dorothy was certainly popular, she wasn’t really the fountain jumping kind. However, I suppose this is something we could discuss. What did Dorothy mean by that, exactly?
She ultimately married Alan Campbell, who she was introduced to by Robert Benchley. Campbell was 11 years her junior and apparently – literally – had a habit of bursting into rooms holding a racquet and saying “tennis, anyone?” He was that kind of guy. They moved to Hollywood to see if they could make it as a screenwriting duo. During her time there Dorothy got into a memorable fight with Samuel Goldwyn, who was always trying to hire top writers for his studios. When they were disputing the plot of a film entitled You Can be Beautiful (Goldwyn wanted it to be about a beautiful, happy Elizabeth Arden type, Dorothy thought it should be about a plain, happy woman who becomes beautiful and is made unhappy in the process) Goldwyn said, according to Garson Kanin,
“People want a happy ending”
Dottie rose. “I know this will come as a shock to you, Mr. Goldwyn,” she said, “but in all of history, which has held billions and billions of beings, not a single one has ever had a happy ending.”
She left the room.
Goldwyn surveyed those of us who remained. “Does anybody in here know what the hell that woman was talking about?”