Showing posts with label conspiracies. Show all posts
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Wednesday, March 31, 2010

been beat up and battered ‘round, been sent up and i’ve been shot down


After the February Redlands bust, Marianne Faithfull is seen here arriving at court on June 28, 1967. Marianne was the most infamous 'star' of the 1967 bust and ensuing trial. Famously, she was wrapped in a fur rug when the police raided the house while Bob Dylan's "Rainy Day Women" played in the background. The only female in attendance (Pattie Boyd, who was there with George, had already left hours earlier), the police and the media alternately portrayed Marianne as the virginal human sacrifice on the altar of hedonistic rock 'n' roll, as well as the scandalous Miss X (the name referred to her in the trial), the woman of ill-virtue and foul ideas concerning Mars Bars. Though she herself was not charged, she suffered more in terms of her image than Mick and Keith combined, who became heroes against an unfair government system. As Marianne herself referred to the rumors stemming from the bust, "Their story went like this: a group of dissolute rock stars lured an innocent girl to a remote cottage where, having plied her with drugs, they had their way with her, including various sex acts involving a Mars Bar."At Keith Richard's trial, he openly defended her against a prosecutor who sought to defame her publicly for her nudity, by saying, "We are not old men and we're not worried about your petty morals." Keith has remained a supporter of Marianne's character over the years, even in 1988 joking about the ridiculousness of the story by sarcastically stating, "We were right out of Mars Bars at the time."

Thursday, June 18, 2009

oh darling, please believe me, i’ll never do you no harm

I have mentioned briefly my admiration of the nutty Ruth Gordon in Rosemary's Baby, but my love for this Polanski classic extends far beyond the stylings of Minnie Castevet. Personally, this film has everything that I love in a movie -- the fantastically fragile Mia Farrow, charming devil-worshipping neighbors, a fabulous mid-sixties wardrobe and hairstyle (courtesy of Vidal Sassoon), and Ralph Bellamy (ohh, Ralph Bellamy!).
Rosemary's Baby is the story of a young wide-eyed housewife Rosemary Woodhouse and her older actor husband Guy. After the couple moves into the Bramford, an apartment house with a long histories of gruesome deaths and questionable tenants, and they meet their seemingly innocent neighbors, Guy's acting career suddenly and inexplicably takes off. After this, Guy becomes eager to have a child with Rosemary, despite his previous rejections on the matter. After becoming pregnant, Rosemary finds that Guy ignores her and can barely look her in the eye; this hurts Rosemary, who has had a very painful pregnancy thus far and barely has strength to leave her apartment anymore. As the months carry on, Rosemary begins to suspect something sinister is occuring as the people around her are cursed blind or struck dead, and her neighbors the Castevets take an unusual interest in her pregnancy.
The film is a true horror movie classic -- not in the blood-spurting, girl-runs-in-slow-motion sort of way that scary movies are made nowadays. Rosemary's Baby succeeds in being a horror classic because of what it doesn't show us. We the audience are right there with Rosemary trying to figure out if there's a plot against her and her baby, or if she's just suffering the prenatal crazies. We learn slowly along the way what is going on, Polanski reveals just enough that we are never bored and are almost always in suspense. The film, which made both Mia Farrow and Roman Polanski international stars, has been plagued with rumors of a curse for years. Some cite the fact that Farrow's involvement in the film brought a swift end to her marriage to Frank Sinatra (he served her divorce papers on the set while she was filming the scene where she breaks down in the kitchen during her dinner party). Others cite the long theory that Rosemary's Baby is somehow tied to the Manson family murders and the death of John Lennon.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

though she was born a long, long time ago

Evelyn Nesbit (born December 25, 1884 - died January 17, 1967) was a famous model, chorus girl, and silent film actress. The inspiration for Anne in "Anne of Green Gables," the life of Evelyn Nesbit was far less innocent. Sometimes referred to as " the girl on the red velvet swing," Evelyn will be remembered for her involvement in one of the most famous murder trials of the early 20th century.
Born and raised in Pennsylvania, this beautiful but shy girl attracted the attention of many local artists and photographers who begged her to pose for them. After her father died at an early age, leaving Evelyn and her family in near poverty, Nesbit convinced her mother to allow her to model. After moving into a tiny one-room apartment with her mother in 1901, Evelyn soon modeled for James Carroll Beckwith, an influential photographer who soon introduced her to many of his contemporaries, including Gertrude Kasebier, George Grey Barnard, and Frederick S. Church.
Evelyn was an extremely popular model, her look was the ideal for beauty during the turn of the century. Charles Dana Gibson even used Evelyn as a model for one of his infamous "Gibson Girls" portraits. At charging $10 a day for posing (approx. $30/hr today), Evelyn also was one of the wealthiest young women around at only sixteen years old. Nesbit baegan booking jobs in Broadway shows as a chorus girl.
Evelyn soon took up with famous architect Stanford White, who she met after a performance as Florodora girl. White, then 47 years old and married, became infatuated with the 16-year-old beauty. He was a notorious womanizer, his particular interest was in 'befriending' young teenage girls. Nesbit's mother encouraged the budding relationship, seeing as White was very in New York, and allowed Evelyn to pose for White under any terms (even though he often photographed her in suggestive clothing and poses). After one such session, White reportedly took Evelyn's virginity after getting her drunk on champagne. This would only spur on their relationship. White's notorious apartment -- installed with strategically-placed mirrors and a velvet red swing -- was a place Nesbit frequented.
After a few months, White sought younger, more 'innocent' girls and in the beginning of 1901 Evelyn began a relationship with 19-year-old John Barrymore. Like White, Barrymore met Evelyn after one of her Floradora shows. The now 17-year-old Nesbit became infatuated with Barrymore, often spending the hours she wasn't working at his Manhattan apartment. In 1902 and 1903 Evelyn even became pregnant twice by Barrymore -- the first she was forced to abort, the second, though most likely aborted, has long been rumored to have been carried to term where afterwards the child was given up for adoption). But Nesbit's mother and her former lover Stanford White strongly opposed to the young couple's romance, and worked hard to keep them apart until the relationship slowly died out.
Evelyn then moved on to Harry Kendall Thaw, an heir to a coal and railroad fortune. He came from Pittsburgh, Evelyn's home town, and quickly fell for her. Thaw was incredibly possessive of Evelyn, forcing her to reveal every detail of her past relationships (especially Stanford White, who Evelyn told Thaw he had raped her when she was 16), and carried a pistol with him whenever they went out together. A man fond of cocaine and whipping women and young boys, Thaw repeatedly proposed marriage to Nesbit, who for whatever reason agreed in 1905, marrying him that April when she was 20. In June of 1906, Nesbit and Thaw went to the restaurant the Cafe Martin and bumbed into Stanford White. They met again at Madison Square Garden when the three of them were attending Mam'zelle Champagne. During the performance of "I Could Love a Million Girls," Thaw shot White three times at close range in the face with his pistol, reportedly screaming "You ruined my life/wife!" and "You will never see that woman again!" At first the crowd thought the shooting was all part of the show, assuming it was a gag joke that was popular at the time, but soon it was discovered that White was really dead. Still holding the gun, Thaw walked back through the shocked crowd over to Evelyn. When she asked him what he had just done, Thaw said that he had "probably saved your life."
Though the exact reason for what triggered White's murder never came to light, not even during the case's two criminal trials, many have theorized. Nesbit testified on Thaw's behalf, claiming that he was avenging her honor after White had 'raped' her many years before. This has mostly been discredited because Nesbit testified only during the second trial after Thaw's mother promised Evelyn a quick divorce and tidy monetary settlement if she were to agree Thaw was temporarily insane. After Thaw was jailed (very laxly, though) Evelyn was cut off entirely by the Thaw family, never receiving a divorce settlement. After a modest career as a silent film actress and vaudeville performer, Evelyn found she couldn't escape her reputation as 'Harry K. Thaw's wife." She was plagued by depression in her later years, attempting suicide several times and develpoing addictions to alcohol and morphine. She married dancer Jack Clifford in 1916, only to be left by him less than two years later. They divorced in 1933. She spent her remaining time in New Jersey, doing ceramics and publishing several memoirs of her younger years.
Nesbit had one child, Russell William Thaw, who was born in Berlin in 1910 while Thaw was in jail. Though it seems impossible for Russell to have been the biological son of Harry Kendall Thaw, Evelyn insisted until her death that Harry was the father. Even after her claims at his murder trial, Evelyn would believe in her later years that 'Stanny' was the one man she had ever really loved.




images courtesy of flickr, corbis, and google images

Sunday, April 5, 2009

something in her style that shows me

Like most of the female inhabitants of the western world, I adore Kate Moss's style. Her eclectic style has been oft-imitated, but to much less-success. Part of Kate's appeal is that she never seems to think about what she's wearing, she just throws on whatever. For us less fortunate who study methodically her choice of cords over denim, disect her jewelry and shoes, and mentally note her color combinations, Kate seems like the ideal fashion icon -- someone who is naturally fashionable, "The Chosen One" for the Vogue-set. Within the last few weeks, news broke where Marianne Faithfull accused her former pal Miss Moss of stealing her rocker girl style, claiming Moss consciously became friends with her in order to get to know her better and steal her look. Shock spread throughout the young fashionista world -- could our beloved Miss Moss actually be as methodical about her style, breaking down her fashion forerunners into distinct elements of style, as the rest of us are? In light of 'vampire gate,' I put together some of the other influences Kate Moss could be looking toward:

Veronica Lake
On several occasions, Kate seems to channel 1940s siren Veronica Lake for her evening look. Apart from the classic champagne-colored slinky gowns, deep red lips and nails, Kate completes her look with Veronica's signature peek-a-boo bang hairstyle.
michelle
Michelle Phillips
When I saw this yellow and black striped suit from Kate's first Topshop collection in the store in London, my first thought went back to a photoshoot I saw of the Mamas and the Papas singer. Though you can't really see it in the photo of Kate, the suit is really distinctly yellow and black stripes (more like Michelle's) in person. I should know, I bought it when I was at Topshop that day (I also bought the hot pants version of it, too!)
marianne
Marianne Faithfull
Marianne is the whistle-blower of Kate's whole operation, and I suppose you can see where Marianne would think Kate was copying her a bit. I know a lot of people thought after news broke 'well a lot of people dressed like Marianne so it wasn't only her style.' I suppose that is correct, but Kate was friends with Marianne and apparently went through a pretty noticeable transformation for Faithfull to take note. I doubt she would make things up for nothing. Toward the end of their friendship, Kate did color her blonde hair to more of the honey shade Marianne had in the sixties, along with cutting blunt fringe that Marianne also had. Even if you don't agree that the look Kate was emulating was solely Marianne's, you have to admit that she was definitely an influence.

Kate Moss
Yes, she even copies herself! Just look at the neckline of one of her dresses for an earlier collection for Topshop, and compare it to a dress she wore out in the mid-90s with her then-boyfriend Johnny Depp. Oh that Moss, very clever...very clever indeed...

Julie Christie
At a premiere in Cannes, Kate showed up in an exact copy of the dress Julie Christie's character wore in "Shampoo." Now if Kate had only gotten herself that Brian Jones-looking pob, it would have been eerily familiar...

Brigitte Bardot
The only person on this list that Kate has admitted to looking towards, Brigitte Bardot has been a strong influence of womens fashion for over the past half-decade. Kate was inspired enough by Miss Bardot that she even wore an uncharacteristically-tailored wiggle dress on the cover of Vogue, a look that was very remniscent of Bardot's look in Une Parisienne.

Anita Pallenberg
Marianne Faithfull's partner-in-crime, Anita Pallenberg, seems to inspire both the lifestyle and gypsy-ish tendencies of Kate's style. Modelling career, check; rockstar boyfriend, check; dalliances with drugs, check; very mini mini minidresses, quadruple check.

Britney SpearsThe most glaringly obvious one on the list, I'd say. Its ridiculous how apparent Kate Moss is trying to steal Brit Brit's look, going so far as to rock the same peroxide pageboy hairstyle that Spears had after she pulled a Sinead O'Connor. Okay, I'm immature.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Jean Genie

The first American gamine, the Iowa-born Jean Seberg became an icon in French and American cinema during the 50s and 60s. With her pixie-cut hair, elfin features, and breathy voice, she was our answer to Audrey Hepburn and Leslie Caron. She was discovered by Otto Preminger, who would direct her in two films. She made her film debut as Joan of Arc in 1957's "Saint Joan," a role she beat out 18,000 other actresses for. She was only 17 years old.

Her next film, "Bonjour Tristesse," put her alongside such greats as David Niven and Deborah Kerr. This is personally one of my favorites of Seberg's films. The film tells the story of a French teen's guilt resulting from a summer spent with her father, his mistress, and another woman on the Riviera. One of the most interesting things about this film is that it is made half in color, half in black-and-white in order to illustrate the happy times and the unhappy times in the girl's life.

Seberg then became the poster girl for French New Wave cinema when she was cast in Jean-Luc Godard's "À Bout de Souffle" (another of my favorite films of her's). The image of Seberg in black cigarette pants and a Herald Tribune sweater while walking the streets of Paris with Jean-Paul Belmundo has become iconic. Seberg also starred in the Warren Beatty vehicle "Lilith," "In the French Style," "The Beautiful Swindlers," "A Fine Madness," and the 1970 disaster film "Airport," among many others.

As the sixties progressed, Seberg used her celebrity status to advocate her beliefs. She supported to NAACP, Native American Rights, and the controversial Black Panther Party. Because of her international influence, Director of FBI J. Edgar Hoover considered this actress a threat to national security and launched a secret capaign for Seberg to be "neutralised." The FBI kept close tabs on her, tapping her phone lines. In 1970, when Seberg became pregnant by her second husband Romain Gary, the FBI saw an opportunity to completely discredit the leftist Seberg. They "leaked" a story to gossip columnists at the LA Times and Newsweek that the child wasn't fathered by Gary, but by a Black Panther Party member. The story caused so much stress for the seven months pregnant star (who already was prone to anxiety and depression) that it brought on premature labor. She gave birth to a baby girl, but the infant died two days later in the hospital. The day after the child's death, Seberg called a press conference in hopes of putting rumors to rest, and she presented the reporters with the body of her death white child as proof. Though effectively putting an end to rumors of her romantic involvement with a Black Panther, Seberg could not escape being hounded by the FBI.

At this point, friends of Seberg said she became withdrawn and suicidal following the death of her child, becoming increasingly dependent on alcohol and prescription drugs in order to even function. She relocated to Paris in order to escape the FBI, but that didn't improve her fragile state. Despite producing a son, her marriage to Gary fell apart, and Seberg would go through two more husbands before the decade's end. During the seventies, she made numerous suicide attempts ranging from overdoses to trying to throw herself in front of a Paris Metro train. Every year on the anniversary of her child's death, she attempted suicide.

In early 1979, Seberg married Algerian "playboy" Ahmed Hasni and moved with him to Barcelona, only to flee back to Paris a few weeks later in order to escape Hasni's abusive nature. At this point, despite promise that she was going back to make films and would turn her life around, Seberg felt she was completely alone. In August 1979, Seberg went missing for 11 days until she was found dead in the backseat of her car in Paris after almost two weeks. She had taken a massive overdose of barbituates and alcohol, and left a note saying, "Forgive me, I can no longer live with my nerves." She was only 40 years old. Her second husband, Romain Gary, committed suicide a year after her death. Her funeral was attended by Jean-Paul Satre, Simone de Bouvoire, and several directors and actors who worked with this incredible talent.

Rumors arose as to whether or not the FBI had been involved in her death. There were no pill or alcohol bottles in any proximity of Seberg, and yet the alcohol level was far too high far Seberg to have driven to a secluded place to kill herself. Also, Seberg needed glasses in order to drive and never left without them, but her glasses weren't in her car upon her death. But, given her depressive and suicidal nature, these rumors were overlooked and her death was ruled a suicide.

The cultural legacy of Jean Seberg can be seen even though she passed away almost thirty years ago. She is still very popular and celebrated in France, her gravesite in Montparnasse a pilgrimage for many. Kirsten Dunst cropped her hair off a years ago in order to propose a biopic starring herself as Seberg. Several films, plays, books, musicals, photoshoots have been inspired by Seberg's body of work and sense of style. Her smart beatnik style consisting of black cigarette pants, black ballet flats, and a striped boatneck shirt has long influenced Parisian fashionistas.


Further reading:

"The FBI vs. Jean Seberg"
http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,947393,00.html

"Saint Joan" fanpage (including an interview between Seberg and husband at the time, Romain Gary)
http://www.saintjean.co.uk/menu2.htm

Another good Jean Seberg page
http://www.tedstrong.com/jeanseberg.html



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