Showing posts with label actresses. Show all posts
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Sunday, August 9, 2020

MARILYN IN PERSPECTIVE



Marilyn Monroe
June 1, 1926   -  August 5, 1962 



It's not easy to be a sex symbol. It's even more difficult to live up to an illusion. All of Hollywood is an illusion, a fabrication, a fantasy devised solely to foster our delusions of what we imagine things to be.

When Marilyn Monroe died on August 5, 1962, she was only 36 years old but the pinnacle of her fame seemed to be slowly slipping and the fragility of her true self was taking its toll.

This isn't intended to be a biography of Marilyn, nor a saccharine tribute. It's just a few raw facts as I know them, which will perhaps - perhaps - put an illusion into perspective.

When I first went to Hollywood as a nineteen-year-old kid, I had a Marilyn Monroe obsession. I read all the Monroe biographies I could find. I saw the house where she died, on Fifth Helena Drive (not easy to locate, and there's a wall around it). I had a huge poster of her in my room.

 This is the poster I had in my room


What attracted me most was the depth of her insecurities, her low self-esteem, her emotional fragility. The inner person that nobody wanted to see. I could strongly identify with that.




The closest I ever came to Marilyn was that late autumn night at 3:00 a.m. when I wandered into the courtyard of Grauman's Chinese Theater on Hollywood Boulevard. I searched the maze of foot and hand prints in cement until I finally found Marilyn's, right alongside of Jane Russell's. Drunk and tired, I laid down and fell asleep on Marilyn's prints - - until a cop poked me awake with his foot.

"What are you doing here?" he wanted to know.

"I spent the night with Marilyn, " I told him.

 He didn't seem amused.


Marilyn and Jane Russell
leaving their prints in cement
at Grauman's Chinese Theater

Marilyn Monroe is considered to be the undisputed Goddess of Hollywood - the  epitome of glamor, sex, and perfection.

Any possibility of her being imperfect is quickly expunged, blasted, disputed, denied. We desperately cling to the Grand Illusion, because without it there is nothing.

In reality, Marilyn was about as far from perfect as anyone could get - and I think that's what I always liked most about her. She was painfully aware of her real imperfect self, but dutifully (and masterfully) projected the public image of perfection.

She was plagued with anxiety, low self-esteem, self doubt, depression, and insomnia. She relied heavily on drugs and alcohol to function and to escape. She stuttered persistently and learned to overcome it only with extensive vocal training. Her inability to learn and retain the lines in her films wasn't due to being an airhead, it was solely caused by fear and anxiety.

Perhaps the most often-quoted example of this is when it took her over sixty takes to say "It's me, Sugar!" in the film Some Like It Hot. 

Marilyn Monroe's real name was Norma Jeane Mortenson. Her mother Gladys Monroe married Jasper Baker in 1917. They had two children, Robert and Bernice. After they divorced, Jasper kidnapped the two children and moved to Kentucky. Gladys then married Martin Edward Mortenson in 1924. Marilyn (Norma) was born in 1926.


Marilyn's biological father
Charles Stanley Gifford

At the time that Gladys was married to Mortenson, she was having an affair with a co-worker named Charles Stanley Gifford. It is nearly certain that Gifford was Marilyn Monroe's real father, although he and his family consistently denied it.




To say that her childhood was tragic is an understatement. Her mother Gladys  had no desire to raise her. She put Marilyn in a foster home and occasionally came to visit. Gladys - who suffered from bi-polar disorder - eventually had a nervous breakdown and was confined to a mental hospital.
Mental illness was prevalent in Gladys Monroe's family, and Marilyn was always terrified that she might inherit it.


Marilyn and her mother Gladys
 

Marilyn spent the duration of her childhood in an orphanage and no less than eleven foster homes, during which time she was sexually abused. When she was sixteen her current foster parents planned to move out of state and said that they couldn't take her with them. They gave her an ultimatum: either get married or go back to the orphanage. She married 21 year-old James Dougherty, who was a friend of the family.

While Jim Dougherty was in the service during WWII, Marilyn became obsessed with modeling and pursuing an acting career. The rest is history. She initially modeled using the names Jean Norman and Mona Monroe. She didn't legally change her name to Marilyn Monroe until 1956.


 Marilyn and first husband Jim Dougherty

A few people have gotten angry with disbelief when I told them that Marilyn Monroe had plastic surgery. It's an undisputed fact. She had her protruding front teeth fixed in 1948.

In 1949 her agent (and lover) Johnny Hyde paid for her to have a nose job and chin implant. The surgery was performed in the Los Angeles office of Dr. Michael Gurdin, but the doctor who actually did the surgery was John Pangman. 
Marilyn didn't need radical surgery, but she got just enough to modify her features and make her look perfect.

Incidentally, the chin implant was a type of plastic sponge that Pangman was experimenting with. The implant began to dissolve over time, which compelled Marilyn to make a return visit to the doctor in 1958.

 Before surgery

 ...and after

A few random facts about Marilyn:
Height: 5' 5 1/2"
Weight: 118 lbs.
Eye color: blue - - not exactly, they were more of a hazel or light brown.
Dress size: 12
Bra size: 36D
I beg to differ - her boobs appeared to have been a smaller size. Most of the 1950's sex starlets were stuffed with those humongous torpedo bras.
Social Security #: 563 32 0764

ID card when she was married to Joe Dimaggio

Did Marilyn do her own singing in films?
Well, some of the time, but difficult passages and high notes were dubbed by Marni Nixon.
Nixon also dubbed Natalie Wood in West Side Story and Audrey Hepburn in My Fair Lady.

There are rumors of abortions and miscarriages. Since Marilyn loved children it's highly unlikely that she would have willingly had an abortion (unless it was required by a studio due to filming schedules). She was supposedly a good cook, liked poetry and fine art. She enjoyed being nude.

Marilyn Monroe was the very first centerfold in Playboy Magazine - Playmate of the Month 1953 (at that time they were called "Sweethearts", not "Centerfolds." She was paid $50 for the nude photos.

The infamous sexual encounter that she had with President Kennedy in reality only lasted one weekend in Palm Springs. This was confirmed by Marilyn's friend Ralph Roberts and several secret service agents of JFK.

The legend of an on-going affair was partially fueled by the sultry, sexy rendition of Happy Birthday that she sang to JFK during his birthday bash in May, 1962. The rumors began long after Marilyn and Kennedy were dead. She never had an affair with Robert Kennedy.

Two months before she died, in June, 1962, Marilyn's nose was slightly fractured - supposedly from a fall. In truth, she was beaten up (or at least punched) by her psychiatrist Ralph Greenson. He accompanied her when she went to her plastic surgeon Dr. Gurdin. It was decided that further surgery on her nose was unnecessary.

By August, 1962, Marilyn's life seemed to be suspended in a drug-hazed limbo. She had been fired by 20th Century Fox on June 8th during the production of Something's Got to Give. This was due to her perpetual absence from the set because of health issues and drug-induced stupors.

Another important factor - which is often overlooked - is the fact that 20th Century Fox was heavily in debt with the nightmarish production of Cleopatra (starring Elizabeth Taylor ) which was being filmed in Rome at that time. In a financial panic, the studio was eager to drop other productions.

On July 13, about three weeks before her death, Marilyn did a photo shoot on the beach at Santa Monica for her photographer friend George Barris. She wasn't exactly pleased with her physical appearance in the photos. She was only 36 - a "baby" by today's standards. At that time, however, when a sex Goddess was pushing 40, the end of her career was usually in plain sight.


From the photo shoot at Santa Monica in July, 1962
a few weeks before her death 

Marilyn was plagued with health problems: sinusitis, an ulcerated colon, and endometriosis - which caused pain and discomfort in the uterus and abnormal vaginal bleeding.

She died on August 5, 1962, of a barbiturate overdose (nembutal, also known as pentobarbital - used to induce sleep). The telephone receiver was clasped in her hand.

Was her death suicide? I seriously doubt it. She was anxious and depressed, but that was her standard psychological mode. She wanted escape, wanted blessed oblivion - - but not death. She was reading "To Kill a Mockingbird" at the time of her death, and planning to pick up some new furniture for her house the next day.

Was she murdered? Highly unlikely. Another preposterous rumor that has been elevated, inflated,  and perpetuated by the conspiracy fanatics. The usual suspects.

I think that biographer Fred Lawrence Guiles said it best in his biography Norma Jean: the Life of Marilyn Monroe.
"All that was missing was the rescue."

Marilyn was expecting the rescue that never came. She hadn't counted on the prospect of eternal sleep......

copyright 2015 by Jon Varga


My personal favorite Marilyn films:

Don't Bother to Knock 1952
Niagara 1953
The Seven Year Itch 1955
Some Like it Hot 1959

Her worst film:
The Misfits 1961
and possibly Bus Stop 1956

Okay, my criticism of "Bus Stop" might be unduly harsh...but I intensely dislike "The Misfits".



Note:
I wrote this post several years ago but recently made a few slight revisions.    Jon




Sunday, June 7, 2020

A GRETA GARBO SOUVENIR




Most of the videos I make are mediocre. I'll be the first to admit that much of the time I don't know what the heck I'm doing.

My most recent video, however, is definitely my best and took quite a lot of effort to create. I had to sort through hundreds of photos and attempt to put the chosen ones in some kind of logical order. 
I had to find (and edit) old movie clips - - and slowed down the speed on some of them to simulate a sort of dream-like quality.

The video is rather long - over five minutes - but I didn't want to cut the background music. 

This is not a biography of Greta Garbo (1905 - 1990) but rather a modest celebration of her incredible allure.

Long ago
almost too long to admit
I remember watching some of her silent films at a private screening in Hollywood. I was instantly addicted.

Garbo possessed the uncanny ability to enchant and intoxicate without saying a word. 
Her eyes, her expressions, gestures, and subtle nuances said it all.  
She could effortlessly make you fall passionately in love. 

In my enthusiastic bias, I'll go so far as to say she was the most expressive actress in Hollywood film history.

The music that I chose for this video is by composer Carl Davis - from the score that he wrote for the Garbo film Flesh and the Devil (1926).
 
The video is best viewed full-screen. You can watch it here or at my YouTube channel JayveeSonata. 


Note:
I noticed that when I uploaded this to YouTube the audio came out much softer than it is in my original video.
Sorry about that.

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

IF I HAD A GIRL LIKE YOU



My latest video was far more trouble than it's worth.

I made it late Monday night, during a merciless bout of insomnia, when I had nothing better to do. 

I finished the video around 5:00 a.m. - breathed a big sigh of relief, pressed the "Save" icon, and.....

....watched the entire thing disappear before my astonished eyes. 

I had accidentally pressed "delete".

After I wore out my entire repertoire of curse words and phrases (which is vast), I collapsed into bed - ready for Dreamland.

Being a persistent masochist, I remade the video this evening - despite the fact that I had a zillion more important things to do (I counted them).

Thank you, Microsoft Movie Maker.
Thank you Rudy Vallee.
And thank you, beautiful ladies of the silent screen.

Why the video?
Because it nourishes my craving for the delicious past.

I was born fifty years too late. I belong in another era. I savor the distant ambience of the teens and twenties - - when songs were beautiful, and life seemed sweet..

(life is never exactly sweet of course, but nostalgia renders it that way).

...when men were men, women were women, and there was no bullshit about gender (see some of my previous posts, if you dare).

Since I have a fierce passion for silent films, I chose photos of some of my favorite actresses of that era. It was very difficult to do, because I had to leave a lot of them out.



Cover photo for the video is Dorothy Janis, whom I absolutely love. 
Ironically, she only made five films - before retiring in 1930. She married a musician and lived to be 98.

I fell for Dorothy Janis when I saw her in The Pagan (1929) with Ramon Novarro.

Of course, I had a big crush on Novarro, too, but that's beside the point.....



  Video is best viewed Full Screen

new post on my other blog:
http://cabinetofcurioustreasures.blogspot.com 

Tuesday, April 19, 2016

PLEASE DON'T GO



Please don't go!
Well, actually I don't care if you go. But I hope you'll stay long enough to watch my latest video. It's a tribute to Marlene Dietrich, singing Bitte Geh Nicht Fort (Please Don't Go).

This song is originally titled Ne Me Quitte Pas (Don't Leave Me) and was written in 1959 by Belgian singer/songwriter Jacques Brel. It was a lament for his girlfriend Suzanne Gabriello (Zizou) who left him. Zizou was pregnant.

Brel denied being the father of the baby. Zizou eventually had an abortion. Later, Jacques Brel said that Ne Me Quitte Pas was never intended as a love song, but rather as "a hymn to the cowardice of men."

Marlene Dietrich sings it in German - and in my humble opinion her rendition is far superior to Brel's. Dietrich recorded it several times and each version is unique  (I've heard this song by numerous other singers and none of them impressed me).

I was initially never a big Dietrich fan. I thought her talent was minimal and she was over-rated. When I was in my late teens, however, I discovered some of her recordings and my harsh opinion softened immensely. She was a mesmerizing singer and a superb cabaret performer.



I first saw Der Blaue Engel (The Blue Angel) in one of those artsy Los Angeles movie revival houses. Perhaps my disdain for Dietrich was perpetuated by the fact that in Engel she was not only a mediocre actress but also a heartless bitch. 

When I was around 18 or 19 I saw the 1947 flick The Golden Earrings (with Dietrich and Ray Milland) on the late show. The Hungarian theme won my heart, and Dietrich admittedly made one helluva intriguing gypsy.

I also like the exotic intrigue of Morocco (1930) and Shanghai Express (1932). Director Josef von Sternberg didn't exactly discover Dietrich (as he claimed) but he certainly did invent her.

So what about my video?
It's a humble tribute to the essence of Marlene Dietrich - singing one of my favorite songs. To perpetuate the "mood", I've set it against the backdrop of a rainy night.....

Cheers, Jon 

video best viewed full screen