The last film in our Women Screenwriters series is the first in our summer extravaganza Fashion in Cinema, detailed in the July-August issue. A dramatic and witty exposé of Depression "high life," Dinner at Eight is laid out in elegantly linked vignettes in which each guest is cynically revealed as a prelude to a society dinner at the home of shipping heir Lionel Barrymore and his social-climbing wife Billie Burke. Jean Harlow, as the guttersnipe spouse of vulgar magnate Wallace Beery, models the boudoir styles-boa-sleeved bed jackets and satin nightgowns-that are indistinguishable from the braless evening wear Harlow made stylish in the thirties. The indoor-outdoor serviceability of the fashions of this self-described "introvoit" is just the point. Here, fashions wear the character, not the least, the many Depression furs of decaying grande dame Marie Dressler that somehow breathe life even as hers wanes. Or the starched organdy halo and wings on Billie Burke's frocks; like Harlow, she's going to be a lady if it kills her.