What was the dirt on him?
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What was the dirt on him?
|by Anonymous||reply 35||Yesterday at 1:02 PM|
Gay earlier, bi- later.
|by Anonymous||reply 1||Last Saturday at 10:33 AM|
Punched Anthony Rapp in the stomach for no reason. What an abusive asshole.
|by Anonymous||reply 2||Last Saturday at 10:35 AM|
Quite big dick.
|by Anonymous||reply 3||Last Saturday at 10:38 AM|
|by Anonymous||reply 4||Last Saturday at 10:40 AM|
Huge Pad Thai eater, major FDR supporter
|by Anonymous||reply 5||Last Saturday at 10:41 AM|
Anthony Rapp is reason enough to punch Anthony Rapp in the stomach.
He was where he was not supposed to be and got in the star's way, in the midst of a performance. No doubt the stage manager got it even worse than the kid did.
|by Anonymous||reply 6||Last Saturday at 10:43 AM|
If he were 22 today, he’d definitely be sending Drag Race audition videos to World of Wonder and showing himself off in and out of costume on Instagram.
|by Anonymous||reply 7||Last Saturday at 10:46 AM|
[quote] Quite big dick.
That's 'quite big?' Damn, I should be more proud of mine, then!
|by Anonymous||reply 8||Last Saturday at 10:49 AM|
Who did he bed?
|by Anonymous||reply 9||Last Saturday at 11:48 AM|
More like who *didn't* he bed, [R9].
|by Anonymous||reply 10||Last Saturday at 11:50 AM|
Handsome man for sure but not cool to strike a child.
|by Anonymous||reply 11||Last Saturday at 11:52 AM|
R9, Mama Cass, Rose.
|by Anonymous||reply 12||Last Saturday at 11:52 AM|
whatever he was, his personal energy was pure sex. never a role where he didn't exude sexual energy.
one of the most erotic moments on screen, at about the 3:20 mark.
|by Anonymous||reply 13||Last Saturday at 12:35 PM|
Big smoker, right?
|by Anonymous||reply 14||Last Saturday at 12:39 PM|
|by Anonymous||reply 15||Last Saturday at 12:39 PM|
R14, pole-smoker, yes.
|by Anonymous||reply 16||Last Saturday at 12:51 PM|
Sometimes big pricks have big pricks.
|by Anonymous||reply 17||Last Saturday at 1:24 PM|
According to Maria Riva's book, Marlena Dietrich had an affair with him:
"For four years, their secret affair blazed, flickered, smoldered, simmered, then flamed anew—only to repeat its erratic, agonizing pattern all over again. They kept up this emotional upheaval, giving it the name of “love” until, finally, her possessive romanticism began to choke him, and he walked away from what had been an impossible situation from the beginning. He always remembered her with tenderness and joy. She came to hate him with as much passion as she had once adored him. Thirty-four years after their blazing affair, she sent me a newspaper clipping of Yul in a wheelchair, looking pitiable, returning from yet another unsuccessful cancer treatment. Across his haggard face, she had written in her big silver marker: “Goody—goody—he has cancer! Serves him right!”
But in 1951, she thought Yul a “god,” was wildly jealous of his wife, although relieved that she was supposed to have “mental problems,” and spent her days sitting by her phone hoping he would call. He did. Every moment he could capture the privacy needed to dial Dietrich’s number. He was the toast of Broadway, the catalyst force in a most demanding musical, ever perfecting his brilliant performance of the king in The King and I, which was to be his lifelong triumph. He would call the moment he arrived in his dressing room, during the overture, intermission, the second the curtain came down; escaped from friends, admirers, and dignitaries who expected him to join them for their after-theater celebrations, to rush into the trembling arms of his divine goddess. My mother rented a hideaway on Park Avenue, furnished it in Siam silk and gold to complement her lover’s Broadway persona, stocked her kitchen with Russian caviar, superb champagne, and five-inch filet mignons, had my husband install strip lights under the base of her king-size bed, and—Dietrich was in business."
|by Anonymous||reply 18||Last Saturday at 1:32 PM|
|by Anonymous||reply 19||Last Saturday at 1:40 PM|
Don't forget about Yul Brynner and Roman Polanski and their scene in The Magic Christian...waaaaay back when.
|by Anonymous||reply 20||Last Saturday at 1:43 PM|
Didn't he party up in them Hollywood Hills with Warren Beatty? I would love to have seen what those parties were like back then.
|by Anonymous||reply 21||Last Saturday at 1:48 PM|
I want to see the home movies with Yul, Robert Vaughn, and Horst Bucholtz during The Magnificent Seven!
|by Anonymous||reply 22||Last Saturday at 2:04 PM|
R18 Dietrich was 50. If she was regularly riding Yul, good for her!
|by Anonymous||reply 23||Last Saturday at 2:12 PM|
He was hot.
|by Anonymous||reply 24||Last Saturday at 6:01 PM|
Top or bottom?
|by Anonymous||reply 25||Last Saturday at 7:50 PM|
I had never seen that scene from The Magic Christian. WOW!!!
|by Anonymous||reply 26||Last Saturday at 8:11 PM|
[R21], thanks! I never saw that clip either. What a woman!
|by Anonymous||reply 27||Last Saturday at 8:20 PM|
He lived to regret his long term heavy smoking habit.
|by Anonymous||reply 28||Last Saturday at 8:29 PM|
R18, thanks for the info from the MD's daughter's book.
Does the book have anything about James Stewart?
Supposedly, Dietrich and Stewart had an affair when they did "Destry Rides Again" (1939). And supposedly Dietrich hoped to rekindle it when the pair did "No Highway in the Sky" in the UK in 1951. But JS, now married, said "No".
Given that nasty story about MD gloating over YB's cancer, I wondered how she reacted if JS refused her.
|by Anonymous||reply 29||Yesterday at 12:16 PM|
Yul was certainly one of the most unique actor-celebrities ever. No one remotely like him.
|by Anonymous||reply 30||Yesterday at 12:20 PM|
There have already been several threads on this OP. Would it have killed you to have done a search before you posted this? Would it? What’s wrong with having a little consideration for others and doing a search first? Would it really have been that hard? Would it? Are you going to be able to give us an honest answer to this? Are you?
|by Anonymous||reply 31||Yesterday at 12:24 PM|
Didn't Yul also have an affair with Judy? I know Liza is lifelong friends with Yul's son, Rock, who I have heard was a college professor.
|by Anonymous||reply 32||Yesterday at 12:34 PM|
There's nothing in the book about it, R29 . She was sleeping with Erich Maria Remarque when Destry was made and the book just states that she thought Stewart was sweet.
|by Anonymous||reply 33||Yesterday at 12:37 PM|
|by Anonymous||reply 34||Yesterday at 12:57 PM|
30 years ago, I met an older woman who had worked at a NYC answering service in the 1950s. In telling me about the experience, she told me that Marlene Dietrich was a client. One evening, Dietrich called the answering service and instructed my acquaintance to take messages for all incoming calls. She did not want to be disturbed.
"The only calls I will accept this evening are from Mawia Wiva and Ewich Mawia Wemahque."
My acquaintance said it was everything she could possibly do to say, "Yes, Miss Dietrich" with out laughing out loud. I bet it was.
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