I am not at all unhappy about being a “compensation,” and I suppose I don’t mind being a “sort of Ivy League Dracula” [in the Oct. 19 review of Pillow Talk]. I can smell a compliment better than anyone I have ever met. No, all I really have to complain about is that I think you underrate Clark Gable [in the Oct. 12 review of But Not for Me]; he’s really a deceptively good artist. That’s all—but if overrating me goes with underrating him, then God praise the equation.
Tony Randall , LOS ANGELES