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He (April 9, 1942 – July 6, 1972) was an Academy Award-nominated American actor born into a theatrical family in Brooklyn.
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He made his much-acclaimed Broadway debut at the age of 7 in The Member of the Wedding and also starred in the 1952 film version.
He also starred in his own television series, Jamie (1953-1954) which, although popular, was cancelled due to a contract dispute.
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He made his mark onscreen as an adolescent in the controversial 1959 drama Blue Denim, co-starring Carol Lynley.
Although the only lead actor not to be Oscar-nominated for Hud, he went on stage to accept the Best Supporting Actor trophy for co-star Melvyn Douglas.
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He delivered another widely acclaimed performance at the age of 22 as Jere Torry, the screen son of John Wayne in In Harm's Way (1965).
In a career spanning the years 1951 to 1972 (including six Broadway plays and 16 movies), he made his last screen appearance in Wild In The Sky.
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He watched as Paul McCartney wrote the song "Wait" during the filming of the Beatles movie Help! and had hoped to embark on a music career.
He asked his friend Gram Parsons to back him in a recording session. Parsons claimed that he sang harmony better than anyone except Emmylou Harris.
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He was critically injured in a traffic accident in the Denver suburb of Lakewood on the evening of July 6, 1972.
He was pinned under the wreckage of his motorcycle for some time before being taken to Denver General Hospital. He died 4 hours later.
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Gram Parsons and Emmylou Harris later co-wrote a song entitled "In My Hour Of Darkness", whose first verse refers to the accident that killed him.
"Once I knew a young man / Went driving through the night, / Miles and miles without a word / But just his high-beam lights. / Who'd have ever thought they'd build / Such a deadly Denver bend; / To be so strong, to take so long / As it would till the end."
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25 years later, most of his films are forgotten. In all of youtube, there's just one clip of him at 7 years old. Almost no one under 50 knows his name.
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p.s. Hey. Heads up to those who care about such things that new posts will take over the blog again starting on Tuesday. ** Rigby, Rigster! To what do we owe this vaunted appearance by yours truly? Oh, wait, death, I should have figured, ha ha, whatever that means. (Coffee's just barely starting to kick in.) How are you, dare I ask? Love, me. ** Tomkendall, Hey, Tom! Lima, right, that makes sense. I was there on that aforementioned short term living-in-Peru deal for a few hours, so I have no handle on it. I was almost entirely in the small city called Trujillo. Know it? No big deal in and of itself, but a lot of great archeological stuff around there. Can you teach English? Seems like ex-pats usually end up doing that job. I love Pere Ubu's 'Breath'. Great choice, pal. ** Sypha, Hi. Yeah, that post was basically a graveyard, but graveyards are cool. 'Goners' is awesome, no? I'm sure I'll read the Kim Gordon book 'cos it has to be a page turner. I'm sure I will never read 'Angels in America'. ** Keaton, Wow, 'French Hole', blast from the past. There's all kinds of little clues about the insides of 'TMS' in there. It's almost a strategy guide or something. Ton is a good name. It should catch on. There certainly seem to be people who are not entirely without taste who like the new Marilyn Manson album, so, at the very least, you're probably not insane. ** David Ehrenstein, Those were lovely pix of you happy guys! Awwww, and all of that, sincerely. You guys doing any kind of honeymooning? Awwww, nice marriage-related youtube pick too! ** Steevee, Hi, S. Very interested to read that review. Everyone, mighty Steevee has taken on the latest film by the occasionally mighty David Cronenberg. Latest being 'Maps to the Stars'. Know what he thinks by pressing on these words. Good point about the effect of porn starring on porn's employees. ** Kier, Kier! Ottar's opinion/idea makes a bunch of sense to me, yeah. Yes, sure and please send me the 10 if you would like. I'll be very happy to give you my two-cents. Cool, exciting! The censoring has been tedium central, yep. You're moving too? Why and where ideally? I love Silje. I haven't even met her, but I love her. She sounds really smart or something. Spookily smart. But then I don't know how sheep normally behave or think or anything, and, of course, the stereotype devised by egocentric humans is that they're not the brightest eggs, but then humans can have such boring and self-serving imaginations. My day: Zac and I did film work. We didn't end up starting to work on the promo reel because we need to get the film 'image locked', as they say, meaning edited to a final state other than the sound and color work, before we do the post-, which we hope to start doing any day now, so we went through the film again and made some very, very last edits, just tiny stuff like adding or subtracting a second or a little more or less from a handful of shots. But that took a while. We'll start on the promo reel today. Uh, oh, we had good news because we have kind of needed to finish the film before we go to the West Coast, and we're going for this very special thing that I probably shouldn't talk about, and it was scheduled to happen on the 13th, which would have given us only two weeks to finish the film, which is basically unrealistic. So I contacted the special thing people, and they agreed to delay the thing two weeks, so now we'll have a month here to finish the film, which is totally doable if we find our color and sound editors soon. What else ... oh, I used my ATM card somewhere recently that got hacked or something, so my card got cancelled, and I have to wait for the new one to arrive to be able to withdraw money or buy anything, so I'll be living on the cash in my wallet for hopefully only a few days, which should be doable. And I spent the leftover time cleaning the blog's past life of porn and nudity, and I think that, as of this morning, it's 'clean' although Im sure accidentally missed a bunch of stuff because I realized while doing the cleaning that I used to post porn here a lot in the blog's early days, and often under poetic, non-porn names, so I would imagine I missed things. Anyway, here's hoping I've gotten the blog up to Blogger's new code, and we'll see. Uh, I think that covers yesterday. How did you spend the current 24 hours that humans have decided to call 'today'? ** Cal Graves, Howdy, Cal! Good to see you! Thank you for the luck, man. I should be okay, but probably only with the help of luck like yours. Rimbaud questions, okay. I found Rimbaud when I was 15 because I read an interview in Rolling Stone where Bob Dylan talked about him, and I was into Bob Dylan at the time. I'm pretty sure the first Rimbaud book I read was this one. My favorite Rimbaud book in English is this book/translation. Do you have Rimbaud discovery memories or book opinions, 'cos I'd be interested? Awakening-via-a-cup-of-you-ly, Dennis. ** Misanthrope, It was indeed our old pal Koes handling the duties on that post, yes! Well, your question is tough 'cos I would guess 90+ percent of porn stars leave the biz and have lives that we will never know about, but I can say that I've known a fair number of guys who've done porn work for some length of time beginning back in the '70s, and not a one of them were casualties of porn. The great majority were as 'normal' as you and me. It just interested them enough to have sex on film to use it as a money maker. Some of them were fucked up, but their fucked-up-ness preceded and transcended their porn work. I don't see porn as a soul sucker and destroyer of the performers. Where do you get that? I mean, there have been people who've done porn whose lives ended badly, and they get the press, but, really, how do you know that it was the porn work that doomed them and not something more overall and deep in them? Casualties make a lot noise, and the porn stars who then just move on to do other things don't. Most people who star in porn for a while don't become name-recognition stars. They're just making money with their bodies for a while. I guess I don't see how porn work inherently = casualty any more than being a musician in a band = casualty, even though the musicians who end up crashing get the post-fame ink. That equation doesn't make sense to me, I guess. You did tell me that story before, but I liked reading it again. I think my only crash-out at a rock show was at a Melvins concert where a couple of guys tried to beat the shit out of me and a couple of friends. They mostly just ripped our clothes and got us kicked out of the venue, and it was mostly fun. ** Right. I found this old post in the blog's past and kind of thought it was nice, so I'm passing it on to you again for better or worse. See you tomorrow.
He (April 9, 1942 – July 6, 1972) was an Academy Award-nominated American actor born into a theatrical family in Brooklyn.
He made his much-acclaimed Broadway debut at the age of 7 in The Member of the Wedding and also starred in the 1952 film version.
He also starred in his own television series, Jamie (1953-1954) which, although popular, was cancelled due to a contract dispute.
He made his mark onscreen as an adolescent in the controversial 1959 drama Blue Denim, co-starring Carol Lynley.
Although the only lead actor not to be Oscar-nominated for Hud, he went on stage to accept the Best Supporting Actor trophy for co-star Melvyn Douglas.
He delivered another widely acclaimed performance at the age of 22 as Jere Torry, the screen son of John Wayne in In Harm's Way (1965).
In a career spanning the years 1951 to 1972 (including six Broadway plays and 16 movies), he made his last screen appearance in Wild In The Sky.
He watched as Paul McCartney wrote the song "Wait" during the filming of the Beatles movie Help! and had hoped to embark on a music career.
He asked his friend Gram Parsons to back him in a recording session. Parsons claimed that he sang harmony better than anyone except Emmylou Harris.
He was critically injured in a traffic accident in the Denver suburb of Lakewood on the evening of July 6, 1972.
He was pinned under the wreckage of his motorcycle for some time before being taken to Denver General Hospital. He died 4 hours later.
Gram Parsons and Emmylou Harris later co-wrote a song entitled "In My Hour Of Darkness", whose first verse refers to the accident that killed him.
"Once I knew a young man / Went driving through the night, / Miles and miles without a word / But just his high-beam lights. / Who'd have ever thought they'd build / Such a deadly Denver bend; / To be so strong, to take so long / As it would till the end."
25 years later, most of his films are forgotten. In all of youtube, there's just one clip of him at 7 years old. Almost no one under 50 knows his name.
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p.s. Hey. Heads up to those who care about such things that new posts will take over the blog again starting on Tuesday. ** Rigby, Rigster! To what do we owe this vaunted appearance by yours truly? Oh, wait, death, I should have figured, ha ha, whatever that means. (Coffee's just barely starting to kick in.) How are you, dare I ask? Love, me. ** Tomkendall, Hey, Tom! Lima, right, that makes sense. I was there on that aforementioned short term living-in-Peru deal for a few hours, so I have no handle on it. I was almost entirely in the small city called Trujillo. Know it? No big deal in and of itself, but a lot of great archeological stuff around there. Can you teach English? Seems like ex-pats usually end up doing that job. I love Pere Ubu's 'Breath'. Great choice, pal. ** Sypha, Hi. Yeah, that post was basically a graveyard, but graveyards are cool. 'Goners' is awesome, no? I'm sure I'll read the Kim Gordon book 'cos it has to be a page turner. I'm sure I will never read 'Angels in America'. ** Keaton, Wow, 'French Hole', blast from the past. There's all kinds of little clues about the insides of 'TMS' in there. It's almost a strategy guide or something. Ton is a good name. It should catch on. There certainly seem to be people who are not entirely without taste who like the new Marilyn Manson album, so, at the very least, you're probably not insane. ** David Ehrenstein, Those were lovely pix of you happy guys! Awwww, and all of that, sincerely. You guys doing any kind of honeymooning? Awwww, nice marriage-related youtube pick too! ** Steevee, Hi, S. Very interested to read that review. Everyone, mighty Steevee has taken on the latest film by the occasionally mighty David Cronenberg. Latest being 'Maps to the Stars'. Know what he thinks by pressing on these words. Good point about the effect of porn starring on porn's employees. ** Kier, Kier! Ottar's opinion/idea makes a bunch of sense to me, yeah. Yes, sure and please send me the 10 if you would like. I'll be very happy to give you my two-cents. Cool, exciting! The censoring has been tedium central, yep. You're moving too? Why and where ideally? I love Silje. I haven't even met her, but I love her. She sounds really smart or something. Spookily smart. But then I don't know how sheep normally behave or think or anything, and, of course, the stereotype devised by egocentric humans is that they're not the brightest eggs, but then humans can have such boring and self-serving imaginations. My day: Zac and I did film work. We didn't end up starting to work on the promo reel because we need to get the film 'image locked', as they say, meaning edited to a final state other than the sound and color work, before we do the post-, which we hope to start doing any day now, so we went through the film again and made some very, very last edits, just tiny stuff like adding or subtracting a second or a little more or less from a handful of shots. But that took a while. We'll start on the promo reel today. Uh, oh, we had good news because we have kind of needed to finish the film before we go to the West Coast, and we're going for this very special thing that I probably shouldn't talk about, and it was scheduled to happen on the 13th, which would have given us only two weeks to finish the film, which is basically unrealistic. So I contacted the special thing people, and they agreed to delay the thing two weeks, so now we'll have a month here to finish the film, which is totally doable if we find our color and sound editors soon. What else ... oh, I used my ATM card somewhere recently that got hacked or something, so my card got cancelled, and I have to wait for the new one to arrive to be able to withdraw money or buy anything, so I'll be living on the cash in my wallet for hopefully only a few days, which should be doable. And I spent the leftover time cleaning the blog's past life of porn and nudity, and I think that, as of this morning, it's 'clean' although Im sure accidentally missed a bunch of stuff because I realized while doing the cleaning that I used to post porn here a lot in the blog's early days, and often under poetic, non-porn names, so I would imagine I missed things. Anyway, here's hoping I've gotten the blog up to Blogger's new code, and we'll see. Uh, I think that covers yesterday. How did you spend the current 24 hours that humans have decided to call 'today'? ** Cal Graves, Howdy, Cal! Good to see you! Thank you for the luck, man. I should be okay, but probably only with the help of luck like yours. Rimbaud questions, okay. I found Rimbaud when I was 15 because I read an interview in Rolling Stone where Bob Dylan talked about him, and I was into Bob Dylan at the time. I'm pretty sure the first Rimbaud book I read was this one. My favorite Rimbaud book in English is this book/translation. Do you have Rimbaud discovery memories or book opinions, 'cos I'd be interested? Awakening-via-a-cup-of-you-ly, Dennis. ** Misanthrope, It was indeed our old pal Koes handling the duties on that post, yes! Well, your question is tough 'cos I would guess 90+ percent of porn stars leave the biz and have lives that we will never know about, but I can say that I've known a fair number of guys who've done porn work for some length of time beginning back in the '70s, and not a one of them were casualties of porn. The great majority were as 'normal' as you and me. It just interested them enough to have sex on film to use it as a money maker. Some of them were fucked up, but their fucked-up-ness preceded and transcended their porn work. I don't see porn as a soul sucker and destroyer of the performers. Where do you get that? I mean, there have been people who've done porn whose lives ended badly, and they get the press, but, really, how do you know that it was the porn work that doomed them and not something more overall and deep in them? Casualties make a lot noise, and the porn stars who then just move on to do other things don't. Most people who star in porn for a while don't become name-recognition stars. They're just making money with their bodies for a while. I guess I don't see how porn work inherently = casualty any more than being a musician in a band = casualty, even though the musicians who end up crashing get the post-fame ink. That equation doesn't make sense to me, I guess. You did tell me that story before, but I liked reading it again. I think my only crash-out at a rock show was at a Melvins concert where a couple of guys tried to beat the shit out of me and a couple of friends. They mostly just ripped our clothes and got us kicked out of the venue, and it was mostly fun. ** Right. I found this old post in the blog's past and kind of thought it was nice, so I'm passing it on to you again for better or worse. See you tomorrow.