An apparently never-before-published rumination by Fitzgerald from 1924 on what was wrong with the movies back then (and oh what a lot he finds to complain about). Of course, what really dates the article is this bit (and I'm not referring to the bit about Laura La Plante):

The real fallacy of the Business Man’s attitude lies, of course, in Laura La Plante’s eyes. When Laura has a cold — and Laura will take cold, even when she’s under a $200,000 contract — her eyes grow red and dim just like yours and mine, and the lids swell. You can hardly blame her, when she’s in this condition, for refusing to go before the camera. She imagines that, if she does, every inch of red-eyed film will lose her one admirer, one silver dollar, one rung on the ladder she’s been climbing for years.
“Fire her!” says the Business Man with a bold air. “Why, last week when my superintendent disobeyed an order . . .” But his superintendent was not the mainspring of a picture in which was tied up $200,000.

Those were the days, eh, when $200,000 paid for a whole film and not just part of the catering bill. Add three more zeroes to the end of that figure, of course, and you have the reputed budget of the new Terminator film (at least that's the figure I've heard). Wonder what Fitzgerald would've done had he known that would eventuate... probably drink himself to death faster than he did...