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15 Sep

September 15, 2020

Errol Flynn’s Ghost: Hollywood in Havana, in Trinidad + Tabago

Errol Flynn’s Ghost: Hollywood in Havana

— Tim

 

He Collapsed with His Shoes On

12 Sep

On September 12, 1941, Errol collapsed in an elevator. He was diagnosed and hospitalized with nervous exhaustion, leading to weeks of delay in the filming of They Died with Their Boots On.



Very notably, this incident occurred nearly three months prior to the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor, serving to support, along with other medical ailments and injuries, the U.S. Armed Forces’ rejections of Errol’s applications for active duty during WW II.

P.S. Errol appears to me as though he may be ill, possibly anemic, in the Boots publicity photo above. What do you think?

— Tim

 

Goldie Gets Along on TCM today

11 Sep

I know it’s late notice, but Lili Damita is on Turner Classic Movies in Goldie Gets Along today (Friday, Sept. 11) at 1:00 p.m. Eastern. I have never actually seen one of her films so am looking forward to it.

— Paula

 
 

The Freedom Bonds Act of 2001

11 Sep

In September of 1942, as a reward for the town of Libertyville, Illinois’ record-breaking war bond sales in 1942, the town’s Liberty Theater was chosen to be the location of the world premiere of Errol’s first of five World War II films, “Desperate Journey”, which, much more notably now than then also starred Ronald Reagan. Far more notably at the time was the fact that Jimmy Cagney hosted the event.

This historic event of September 1942 was cited in the Freedom Bonds Act Hearings of 2001 U.S. Congressional Hearings of 2001, as follows:

From the Congressional Record (Bound Edition), Volume 147 (2001), Part 14][Pages 20376-20379]

FREEDOM BONDS ACT OF 2001

Mr. Speaker, I move to suspend the rules and pass the bill (H.R. 2899) to authorize the Secretary of the Treasury to issue War Bonds in support of recovery and response efforts relating to the September 11, 2001 hijackings and attacks on the Pentagon and the World Trade Center, and for other purposes, as amended.

The Clerk read as follows:

H.R. 2899

Be it enacted by the Senate and House of Representatives of the United States of America in Congress assembled,

SECTION 1. SHORT TITLE.

This Act may be cited as the “Freedom Bonds Act of 2001”.

SEC. 2. ISSUANCE OF FREEDOM BONDS.

Section 3105 of title 31, United States Code, is amended by adding at the end the following new subsection:

“Freedom Bonds.–The Secretary may designate one or more series of bonds or certificates (or any portion thereof) issued under this section as `Freedom Bonds’ in response to the acts of terrorism perpetrated against the United States on September 11, 2001.”

Mr. KIRK of Illinois:

Mr. Speaker, I want to rise in strong support of H.R. 2899, the Freedom Bonds Act of 2001. This legislation draws upon the heritage of our greatest generation. During World War II, war bonds were one important way that every American could help make sure that our men and women in uniform had what they needed for victory. My own district is home to Libertyville, Illinois. Libertyville sold more war bonds per capita than any other city in America. Libertyville oversubscribed every bond quota assigned, and this achievement led to a unique honor.

In the fall of 1942, a young sailor reported for duty at the Great Lakes Naval Training Center. Like the 3 million Americans who entered the Navy there, James Cagney trained for war. On September 10, 1942, he was able to leave the base and paid a unique honor to Libertyville’s war bond drive by opening a major Hollywood movie there, Desperate Journey. Desperate Journey was a war thriller starring Errol Flynn and Ronald Reagan and it opened at the Libertyville Theater. Tickets went for a $25 war bond, and the evening was a smashing success, raising $110,000 for the war effort.

Mr. Speaker, in these tough times after September 11, we return to our values in tested ways to support our country and the cause of freedom. This legislation recalls that spirit of Libertyville to enlist the help of every American in our cause against terrorism. I would hope that this legislation receives quick action and that Libertyville can help launch our State’s freedom bond effort.

— Tim

 

One Ship Sails …

10 Sep

— David DeWitt

 
 

Errol Flynn’s Dream

09 Sep


See the Trailer: El Sueño de Errol Flynn

— Tim

 

A Look at Things from Ada Klock …

08 Sep

Tip o’the hat to Karl Holmberg …

— David DeWitt

 

What is Errol Doing? — Where, When, and For Whom??

07 Sep

Added ~ Sept 7 – 9:45 PM EST

Added ~ Sept 7 – 10:45 PM EST

— Tim

 

Arno the Arnochist — Raising Hell at the Hotel Del

05 Sep

September 5, 1980 / May 1942

Errol Flynn’s Antic Stay at the Hotel Del Coronado

Excerpt from Esquire Magazine, May 1942. The Writings of Errol Flynn. “It Shouldn’t Happen to an Actor”

Friendship with Arno meant you were a cinch to lose most of your friends. There were times when the only answer seemed to be to change my name or leave the country. Like that time at the Coronado Hotel The Coronado Hotel is an austere establishment where rich old folks go to play until they die. The waitresses get off weekends to visit their grandchildren. You are kept awake nights by the dull thud of guests dropping dead.

Disaster, ever Arno’s sidekick, struck one day in the dining room of that hotel. Eating was always a problem because Arno insisted on eating with me. If you chased him out of the restaurant, he would just come in another door. When the door was shut he would wail for some customers and come in again camouflaged between their legs.

On this particular day I had (I thought) double-locked him in my room upstairs. One of the hotel’s younger set – a quaint little thing of about seventy – always complained that the dining room was cold, in spile of the temperature being a good eighty. She also maintained it was so dark she couldn’t see, though you could take snapshots in there at night and they would have been overexposed. So she announced she would provide her own lighting. Soon a tall stand-lamp arrived and was installed behind her chair. When lit the first night it was found to contain a 200-watt bulb of such brilliance that it temporarily blinded everyone who looked in her direction. The waitresses were the ones who suffered most They would serve her something and turn around to get something else, and everything would immediately go black. They would usually drop whatever they were holding. One of them partially solved the problem by wearing dark glasses. Of course nothing much could be done about the heating arrangements. From the heat generated by her lamp, people at adjoining tables already perspired freely throughout meals, but the frail little old lady sat serenely under her 200-watt umbrella and remarked how cold she was. She . finally achieved some measure of comfort by coming into meals wearing several silver fox furs. This was partly the cause of the trouble.

One night I was sitting in the dining room over a bottle of wine when a cat passed by the table. I knew this cat slightly. He was a prosperous executive-looking kind of cat and apparently had the exclusive use of the kitchen and dining room. Business was good with him. Suddenly there was a commotion at the dining room entrance. There was a scraping of chairs; the head waiters began moving around agitatedly. The hair on the back of the business cat shot up as though someone had got by the secretary he didn’t want to see.

It was Arno. How he got out of the room I don’t know. He had just started to give me a brief nod, a sort of double take, when he saw the cat. That was enough! They broke beautifully from the gate without a second’s difference in the start hugging the rail the cat skidded around several tables three lengths ahead of Arno. At the far turn, Arno had shortened and was coming up on the outside. Coming into the stretch it began to lode like a photo finish when the cat taking a desperate gamble, swerved sharply under the frail little old lady’s table. Arno, trailing by barely half a length now, saw dangling in front of him the fox fur and! It was horrible.

The screams of the waitresses, the hoarse shouts of the men, the smash of crockery, rose to a sudden deafening explosion as the 200-watt lamp crashed to the floor and broke shivering into a thousand pieces. Arno had the little old lady’s silver fox fur by the throat in a killer’s grip. On dark nights, the sounds still ring in my ears. All in all, the hotel was very nice about it After I had paid for the damage the management said I could come and stay there practically any time – alone.

Here’s Errol at the Hotel Del pool … sans Arno

— Tim

 

Dr. Guido to the Rescue

04 Sep

September 4, 1953

Errol Flynn Stricken by Arthritis

VENICE, Italy *

Errol Flynn, swashbuckling star of dozens of films, is suffering from spinal arthritis, his physician Dr. Guido Cassone, said today. The doctor sped to Flynn’s hotel through the canals of Venice when the 44-year-old actor complained of severe pains in his back.

Dr. Cassone said Flynn was afflicted with a type of arthritis brought on by the dampness of this city of canals. He said the condition resulted from a fall about four years ago.

OR, was Errol actually kicked in the spine, resulting in a much more serious injury and condition than reported in the international news?

* This was during the 1953 Venice International Film Festival.

— Tim

 
 
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