me after sleeping ljke shit for the 10,497th day in a row: this is good actually because now i'll be really tired when i go to bed tonight
"But how can you compare Harlow and Garbo, Swanson and Shearer, or Gable and Tracy with any luminary today? Maybe it's just an old timer's sentiment. But today's faces lack depth of feeling. Two world wars and many minor ones have almost changed the face of the globe itself. Why not our actors? As I watch on television many of the stars I once photographed, I look at them as one might old paintings. Some can't stand up to today's demanding audience; others will be as magnetic a hundred years from now. I am sure the Mona Lisa and the face of Greta Garbo will inspire and puzzle for all time." —Clarence Sinclair Bull, photographer
(From Hollywood in Kodachrome: 1940–1949 by David Wills and Stephen Schmidt, 2013)
James Dean and Geraldine Page photographed by Dennis Stock, NYC, 1955
The Women (1939) dir. George Cukor
But the hands that built the tower of Babel knew nothing of the dream of the brain that had conceived it. One man's hymns of praise became other men's curses.
METROPOLIS (1927) | DIR. FRITZ LANG
New York overwhelmed me. For the first few weeks I only strayed a couple of blocks from my hotel off Times Square. I would see three movies a day in an attempt to escape my loneliness and depression. I spent $150 of my limited funds just on seeing movies. - James Dean
what do you mean you didn’t know i was unstable you met me on tumblr
Young girl taking a lunch break surrounded by barrels of herring in the small fishing town of Siglufjörður
Iceland - Siglufjörður, 1957
All previous contestants are now banished below to the shadow realm, to celebrate with their upside-down dances in the depths of the earth.
I want to thank everyone for their support of the blog these last couple months and all the amazing propaganda—I've learned so much about all the hot women and had so much fun reveling in, lusting after, making fun of, fangirling about and falling in love with these hotties with you. I'll write a longer post later, but before we close out the women's tournament—this is all because of you!
Thank you and goodnight. Purrrrrr.