Post by lionessinwinter on May 17, 2008 9:57:20 GMT -5
I suppose it makes sense laterally speaking since we have a topic on the board about what everyone is watching in terms of movies I thought it would be fun to get a glimpse of what everyone is reading. Right now I am between a few different books as I seem to always be mostly because I have many more books than movies or music cds but nonetheless I would rather read or watch a great old movie or even a more recent good one than anything. I am reading : Journal of a Solitude by May Sarton she is an author originally from Belguim and was renowed for her fiction novels but equally renowed for her journals. I enjoy reading about people's personal lives (within reason of course) there is so much to learn from others lives both past and present. Kate Remembered by A Scott Berg I seem to always reread Kate related books closer to the time of the anniversary of her death. This is in my opinion one of the better books about Kate as I tend to gravitate more towards more personal I knew her accounts rather than skimmed over her life bios though I do read those too I am in bits and peices reading also Jude the Obscure by Thomas Hardy amazing how much literature I have read since I got out of school. I tend to more so dive into things when I am not in some way forced to read these things. How about everyone eles ?
Nice that you re-read the books about Kate. I've re-read Tracy and Hepburn, Me,The Making of the African Queen, and KateRemembered a number of times. Often I just feel the need to re-read certain sections particularly the two books that Kate wrote because I like "hearing" her voice.
Currently, I am reading four books -- Molly! An Autobiography of Molly Picon with Jean Grillo, Sondheim: a life by Meryle Secrest, Joseph L. Mankiewicz: Interviews edited by Brian Dauth, and Home in Fenwick: Memoir of a Place by Stuart W. Little.
I like to have a couple of books going at once for change of pace, mood, tone and personality.
I'm enjoying all four of them and would recommend reading the "Interviews" series of books. They feature interviews with various directors. I recently finished the George Cukor Interviews and it's interesting to note how totally different his "voice" is from that of Jos. Mankiewicz. They are both interesting men but if I could have had dinner with one of them, George Cukor would be my choice.
The Life of Vivien Leigh by Alexander Walker which I haven't touched in months, Lucy At The Movies which is kind of like Garbo: A Cinematic Legacy though not nearly as detailed, and Conversations With The Great Moviemakers of The Golden Age of Hollywood. The last one is absorbing reading but can also be frustrating. The book is made up of segments of interviews with directors done at the American Film Institute in the 1970s. Note than NONE of these are the full interviews, only segments....that's the frustrating part. And I'm still waiting on Ginger Rogers' book.
I re-read this book now and then. I know many consider it to be a childrens book - but I think it is book for everyone like the tales by H.C. Andersen. Words have many meanings.
I hope/think you will enjoy it if you don't already know The little Prince - his childish voice speaks volumes.
One of the chapters are very special to me - about friendships and it's importance: XXI It was then that the fox appeared.
"Good morning," said the fox.
"Good morning," the little prince responded politely, although when he turned around he saw nothing.
"I am right here," the voice said, "under the apple tree." "
Who are you?" asked the little prince, and added, "You are very pretty to look at."
"I am a fox," said the fox.
"Come and play with me," proposed the little prince.
"I am so unhappy." "I cannot play with you," the fox said. "I am not tamed."
"Ah! Please excuse me," said the little prince. But, after some thought, he added: "What does that mean, 'tame'?"
"You do not live here," said the fox. "What is it that you are looking for?"
"I am looking for men," said the little prince. "What does that mean, 'tame'?"
"Men," said the fox. "They have guns, and they hunt. It is very disturbing. They also raise chickens. These are their only interests. Are you looking for chickens?"
"No," said the little prince. "I am looking for friends. What does that mean, 'tame'?"
"It is an act too often neglected," said the fox. It means to establish ties."
"'To establish ties'?"
"Just that," said the fox. "To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world..."
"I am beginning to understand," said the little prince. "There is a flower... I think that she has tamed me..."
"It is possible," said the fox. "On the Earth one sees all sorts of things."
"Oh, but this is not on the Earth!" said the little prince. The fox seemed perplexed, and very curious.
"On another planet?"
"Are there hunters on this planet?"
"Ah, that is interesting! Are there chickens?"
"Nothing is perfect," sighed the fox. But he came back to his idea. "My life is very monotonous," the fox said. "I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life . I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the colour of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat..." The fox gazed at the little prince, for a long time. "Please, tame me!" he said.
"I want to, very much," the little prince replied. "But I have not much time. I have friends to discover, and a great many things to understand."
"One only understands the things that one tames," said the fox. "Men have no more time to understand anything. They buy things all ready made at the shops. But there is no shop anywhere where one can buy friendship, and so men have no friends any more. If you want a friend, tame me..."
"What must I do, to tame you?" asked the little prince.
"You must be very patient," replied the fox. "First you will sit down at a little distance from me, like that, in the grass. I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings. But you will sit a little closer to me, every day..."
The next day the little prince came back.
"It would have been better to come back at the same hour," said the fox. "If, for example, you come at four o'clock in the afternoon, then at three o'clock I shall begin to be happy. I shall feel happier and happier as the hour advances. At four o'clock, I shall already be worrying and jumping about. I shall show you how happy I am! But if you come at just any time, I shall never know at what hour my heart is to be ready to greet you... One must observe the proper rites..."
"What is a rite?" asked the little prince.
"Those also are actions too often neglected," said the fox. "They are what make one day different from other days, one hour from other hours. There is a rite, for example, among my hunters. Every Thursday they dance with the village girls. So Thursday is a wonderful day for me! I can take a walk as far as the vineyards. But if the hunters danced at just any time, every day would be like every other day, and I should never have any vacation at all."
So the little prince tamed the fox. And when the hour of his departure drew near...
"Ah," said the fox, "I shall cry."
"It is your own fault," said the little prince. "I never wished you any sort of harm; but you wanted me to tame you..."
"Yes, that is so," said the fox.
"But now you are going to cry!" said the little prince.
"Yes, that is so," said the fox.
"Then it has done you no good at all!"
"It has done me good," said the fox, "because of the color of the wheat fields." And then he added: "Go and look again at the roses. You will understand now that yours is unique in all the world. Then come back to say goodbye to me, and I will make you a present of a secret."
The little prince went away, to look again at the roses. "You are not at all like my rose," he said. "As yet you are nothing. No one has tamed you, and you have tamed no one. You are like my fox when I first knew him. He was only a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But I have made him my friend, and now he is unique in all the world." And the roses were very much embarrassed. "You are beautiful, but you are empty," he went on. "One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you, the rose that belongs to me. But in herself alone she is more important than all the hundreds of you other roses: because it is she that I have watered; because it is she that I have put under the glass globe; because it is she that I have sheltered behind the screen; because it is for her that I have killed the caterpillars (except the two or three that we saved to become butterflies); because it is she that I have listened to, when she grumbled, or boasted, or even sometimes when she said nothing. Because she is my rose.
And he went back to meet the fox. "Goodbye," he said.
"Goodbye," said the fox. "And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye. "
"What is essential is invisible to the eye," the little prince repeated, so that he would be sure to remember.
"It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important."
"It is the time I have wasted for my rose..." said the little prince, so that he would be sure to remember.
"Men have forgotten this truth," said the fox. "But you must not forget it. You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed. You are responsible for your rose..."
"I am responsible for my rose," the little prince repeated, so that he would be sure to remember.
I'm finishing up Ginger's book and as Richard said it is a page turner. Next I'm reading Budd Schulberg's What Makes Sammy Run? It's a second printing from 1943 and it has that musty book smell that I LOVE!
"Life is hard. After all, it kills you."--Katharine Hepburn
Post by HollywoodHepcat on Jun 20, 2008 1:07:38 GMT -5
Is it ...shocking... that I just finished Ingrid Bergman's "My Story"? I've been that hard-up for things to do around here while taking a mini-vacation from the intarnets. That woman went through paparazzi hell, yo.
She had comfy, slipper-like shoes:
She pilfered a fur coat off Rossellini and then sewed it into an old bizarre raincoat because that is a beautiful look.
She still rubs me the way that's not the right one. I prefer the other Swede....
Post by lionessinwinter on Jun 22, 2008 19:10:48 GMT -5
Right now I am in between The Duchess of Windsor's memoir called "The Heart Has it Reasons" although Wallis Simpson seemed to have caused a lot of heartache for the Royal Family in retrospect she had a lot of courage and heart and resourcefulness IMO. I am also reading a bio of Sylvia Plath called Sylvia Plath Method and Madness, I bought Sylvia's unabridged journals years ago and then saw the movie Sylvia with Gwyneth Paltrow and Daniel Craig (IMO a good portrait ) and have been reading about Plath and Hughes ever since. I still two stacks of books aside from those two and three drawers full of books besides those that I have to plow through. But I would rather read and think than watch tv any day
The biography Nora by Brenda Maddox - Nora was the wife of James Joyce. The author of Ulysses. That too was one of those experiences - the book sort of dragged me to it
Am at the moment rewarded for borrowing it - it is fantastic read. Among many things - it takes you to places all over Europe - starting in Ireland. Nora was the model for many of Joyce´s heroines in his books - although she was considered dool and plain. This book presents her as everything but. Have the feeling it is well researched
"The time to make up your mind about people is never." ~ Tracy Lord
Deadly Illusions: Jean Harlow and the Murder of Paul Bern by Samuel Marx and Joyce Vanderveen.
The author Samuel Marx once worked as story editor for MGM studios in the 1930s. It was during this period when he met and became friends with Paul Bern, then one of the studio's most popular and successful producers. During his days as an office boy for Universal Pictures, Marx had also met and befriended Irving Thalberg, and it was Thalberg who hired Marx as story editor for MGM studio when he arrived there in 1930.
At the end of the Labor Day weekend, Marx received a telephone call early one morning informing him that his friend Paul Bern, who was married to Jean Harlow at the time, was found dead in his closet at his home, an apparent suicide from a self-inflicted gunshot wound -- a "suicide note" was found on his desk in the next room. Marx was asked to come to Bern's house right away -- when he arrived he found several of his colleagues were already there, including Thalberg, Louis B. Mayer, and MGM's publicist Howard Strickling. He became suspicious when he learned that these men were at the crime scene hours before the police were called.
Upon further reading we discover that Paul Bern was once married to a woman he knew and met long ago, during his theater days as an actor, and that this woman was mentally ill. Her name was Dorothy Millette, a stage actress who somehow became very sick and had to be institutionalized. Bern kept this secret from almost everyone except for a select few, probably those he was very close to and trusted. We discover that Dorothy has now been released and is spending most of her time at a hotel in Sacramento. She begins to taunt Bern, who at this time is seen courting a young Jean Harlow, and expresses a desire to come back into his life and continue her aspiration to become an actress. See, in Dorothy's mind only a night has past, but in reality she has been in a coma for almost a decade. Marx claims that Bern was worried about how to handle the situation and seemed fine the last time he saw him.
The public knew nothing about this Dorothy Millette (neither did Jean) and it didn't reach newspapers until days after Bern's death. When it finally did a nationwide search was conducted to locate the whereabouts of this woman, and all that everyone seemed to know was that she was last seen on the Delta King, a steamboat that traveled between Sacramento and San Francisco. Her belongings were left behind and never picked up, and she never got off the boat when it docked in San Francisco. Nobody knew what happened to her. All evidence pointed to suicide and people believed she jumped. A short time later her body was found in the Sacramento River.
Samuel Marx never believed the motive that became almost synonymous whenever someone mentioned the name Paul Bern; the man who killed himself because he couldn't make it with Jean Harlow -- the man who was impotent. Marx claimed that Dorothy Millette -- her side, her story -- was more important than most people at the time were willing to let on. The triangle that made up the mystery, Marx explains, consisted of Paul, Dorothy and Harlow. He also suspected a cover-up by the hands of certain figures at the MGM studio. A cover-up to withdraw any evidence that would create a scandal or tarnish the image of one of their most prized assets.
It is nice to read a book about something based on real events knowing that the author himself was there and knew the people involved. If you're truly immersed in the book you'll notice there are some things which are almost entirely speculated upon, impossible to prove for the simple reason that both parties who were involved are dead. But Marx presents a credible argument to something that very well may have been a Hollywood myth all these years. I don't want to give anything away. It is such an engrossing book, so read it. The final chapter is a jaw-dropping and utterly convincing finale to a good mystery.
Currently reading Marlene Dietrich's ABC's, 1984 revised edition.
"As a human being, I don't suppose I have any real individuality. I'm the people I've met; I'm a mixture of everything I've ever read or seen. I'm everyone I've ever loved."
Judy: All has changed on the Proboard....Not sure my reply got posted. Anyway, thanks for the notice, Evelien. I'm unable to access it. I can watch the clip of the woman flipping through the Kate books and talking about fashion - one of which is Rebel Chic :-)
Feb 4, 2014 20:29:21 GMT -5
dreamer: Ok peeps have tried to figure this new board - with not much success In order to login - click at the upper right corner - use your name from the board and your password and it should be all right. If not - please let me know and I will try to help!
Jul 29, 2014 7:30:03 GMT -5
Judy: I can enter. But not sure how to post now....Although I have nothing exciting to say, except hello to everyone!
Jul 29, 2014 20:34:38 GMT -5
Sherry: Hello in return.
Jul 31, 2014 10:40:25 GMT -5
HollywoodHepcat: Awww, hiiii!! I'm randomly here in hope of sourcing a quote of Kate's about Joel Mccrea-- coming up short, though. Ah well, hope everyone is well!! FINALLY A RED AND WHITE BANNER. TOOK 8 YEARS, BUT... WE MADE IT.
Aug 5, 2014 20:43:01 GMT -5
Tracy Lord: Just wanted to say a big HEY to everyone! I would love it if this board was active like it once was. I've missed it!
Aug 6, 2014 17:23:36 GMT -5
evelien: Hi everyone, hope you're all fine. I'm still alive and kicking and still as big a KH fan.
Aug 12, 2014 12:09:24 GMT -5
evelien: Judy: to reply to an existing thread, you can post a message in the 'quick reply' box under the last post on the page. To create a new thread: click on the folder you wish to post a new thread in and on the top right side you can choose 'New thread'.
Aug 12, 2014 12:11:39 GMT -5
CFK: So we all heard about Betty Bacall, I guess? Pretty rotten news, especially following so closely on Robin Williams. What a lousy week. Watched To Have and Have Not as tribute tonight.
Aug 13, 2014 0:25:58 GMT -5
HollywoodHepcat: Oh my God. Betty. My heart's in my throat.
Aug 13, 2014 5:45:59 GMT -5
lomola : hello fellow KH fans Just stumbled upon this interesting board.. Does anyone have any video interviews with KH?? Or maybe transcripts of them? I´ve been especially looking for the full version of the famous Cavett one forever and ever...
Sept 15, 2014 16:06:41 GMT -5
lomola : the bits of it i found on youtube were just amazing..
Sept 15, 2014 16:07:35 GMT -5
Laura: Is there anybody here? My registration has been pending approval forever... Maybe this board has been abandonned by the owner..
Dec 15, 2014 3:40:49 GMT -5
Fran: I think the problem with actresses such as Bette Davis and Joan Crawford was that they played SEX SYMBOLS and did woman movies. They were sexy in their day and were the main love interests in the movie. When they got older those woman type movies were dead
Jun 26, 2017 16:56:41 GMT -5
Fran: Bette Davis made very different movies from Katherine Hepburn Hepburn. Bette was sexy. So was Crawford. They made woman type movies. Hepburn was the masculine feminist. When their looks went, so did their careers. Hepburn was never that type.
Jun 26, 2017 16:57:53 GMT -5
Angela: Personally, I like Bette Davis best she was "a woman for all season" she didn't mince words she did the role without having to apologize for creativity she musters to do the work. Also, she could look different without worrying about her appearance.
Mar 14, 2019 19:54:07 GMT -5
Angela: Personally, I felt Bette Davis was the "woman for all seasons" since she used all her creativity to make her artwork. As for Katherine she seems to sound the same - her voice didn't change. Granted she was good in Shakespeare which I give credit.
Mar 14, 2019 19:56:35 GMT -5
SJS: Bette had a mostly latent tendency to ham, and she admitted it. She really appreciated a director who could get her to tone it down. She lost respect for a director who would let her get away with it. But she took chances that most actresses wouldn't.
Apr 15, 2020 14:12:32 GMT -5