One day when I get my hands on that elusive time machine (do you think maybe that Elon Musk is secretly working on one…?) I’m heading straight to 1939 and one of the places on my agenda is to visit the Hollywood Hotel on the corner of Hollywood and Highland. Every photo I see of it makes it look like a grand old dame of a place. In reality, by 1940, when this photo was taken, it was probably already getting rundown and shabby, but I don’t care. It’s as central to old Hollywood as the Garden of Allah and all I want is a chance to roam its corridors just once.