I think Hedy Lamarr is dead . . .

The AP Newswire is listing her film credits, which is Not a Good Sign.

Couldn’t act, bless her little cotton socks, but she sure was a looker. I never was able to interview her, as she had an evil manager who guarded her like one of those dogs in the fairy tales.

A little fan-mag poem, from when blonde Joan Bennett started dying her hair black to look like Hedy:

“Let’s speak of Lamarr,
That Hedy so fair—
Is it true that Joan Bennett
Wears all her old hair?”

That’s *Headley[/].

Ahem. That’s Headley.

Ooops.

http://www.latimes.com/wires/20000119/tCB00V0834.html

R.I.P. Ms. Lamarr

P.S. Before the rush hits your video store, go rent “Algiers” with Charles Boyer and Hedy Lamarr.

Whoa! She invented “spread spectrum” ? Along with her buddy George Antheil?

That’s the same George Antheil who wrote the music for Jean Cocteau’s BLOOD OF A POET?

Am I reading AP or the ONION?

It’s twue, it’s twue.

Whassmadda, Ike, ya dont think us beautiful gals can be brainy, too?

I’ll bet you didn’t know that Lillian Russell invented the internal combustion engine, and Jayne Mansfield devised early computer chips, too!

Can’t picture Hedy in a laboratory, sitting next to a loopy French composer.

Anyway, I’d rather picture her buck naked in a Czechoslovakian movie.

And I was under the mistaken impression that IQ was inversely proportional to bust size.

And wait…“Seminole county, Florida” ?

She lived in the EVERGLADES?

Geez, If I’d known, I woulda taken up a collection.

“You masturbated to her in ECSTASY, now it’s time to EXTEND that hand! Ms. Lamarr is living among the crocodiles and cottonheads…won’t you help us move her to a nice condo in North Palm?”

So long…

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Judges 14:9 - So [Samson] scraped the honey into his hands and went on, eating as he went. When he came to his father and mother, he gave some to them and they ate it; but he did not tell them that he had scraped the honey out of the body of the lion.

The Lamarr/Antheil Spread-Spectrum Patent
http://siriuscomm.com/lamarr.htm

Beauty & brains… sigh

For once you must try to face the facts: Mankind is kept alive by bestial acts.

BTW, Eve, what’s your professional opinion of her autobiography “Ecstasy and me?”

I once read half of it (I found a free copy at a yard sale where only half of the book was left), but I see in the L.A. times obituary mentioned above that she disavowed it.

severely mistaken…


I am a redhead, you see, and I do not tempt. I insist. -Cristi

They had faces then. Okay, and busts and shoulders but damned if the presence wasn’t unmistakable.

The Hollywood machine may have helped mold and market her, but they didn’t manufacture her. A respectful nod and hoist of the glass to a bona fide individual. Maybe her name and reputation are used in parody, but at least she’s recognizable. She still stands coiffed head, proud bust and brazen presence above the norm today.

Veb

They don’t make them like that anymore. She’s probably the last of the glamour queens.

R.I.P.


So much time. so little to do.

Another fun fact about Ms. Lamarr: In April 1998, she sued the software company Corel Corporation for using her photo on the cover of CorelDRAW.

She was apparently a bit of a shoplifter too.


We gladly devour those who would subdue us.

sigh Only one of the golden age silver screen diva’s left.

Kathrine Hepburn.

(Personally, I almost feel that at ninety-some-odd years, Mrs. Hepburn is still more striking and gracefull than 97% of todays so-called actresses.)


>>Being Chaotic Evil means never having to say your sorry…unless the other guy is bigger than you.<<

—The dragon observes

Narile—

There are a FEW more old-timers left than Kate, though not many. Loretta Young, the still-feudin’ Olivia De Havilland and Joan Fontaine, Anita Page, Fay Wray, Mary Brian and—of the gents—really only Doug Fairbanks, Jr.

Arnold—

Hedy’s “autobiography” was as big a piece of fiction as “Mommie Dearest” (don’t get me started on THAT!). Hedy probably gave a few interviews and an OK to the ghost-writer, then sued when she saw what he came up with under her name. The lady was rather sue-happy, but that book really was a piece of crap.