The famous line from this film is: "All right, Mr. DeMille, I'm ready for my close-up." It's a weird story about a writer who can't get a job. Somehow he ends up working for a washed up actress who used to star in silent pictures. He's supposed to be writing the script for her come back, but his heart isn't really in it. He sees her for the has been that she is. He even suspects that she's not completely sane, but he needs the money, and he hasn't guessed that she's dangerous, so he keeps coming back. she imagines that she has fallen in love with him, and he moves in. When he finally tries to break free, she suffers a pychotic break and murders him. In the final scene, her husband convinces her to go quietly with the police by telling her she is on her way to the set of Cecil B. DeMille to shoot a picture, and the press is here, and that's when she delivers her famous line.
There are other cool lines where the lead character derides the advent of talking pictures and color pictures, but all in all, it is a very sad, depressing story.
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