GLAAD not to be John Galliano

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After being the butt of Sasha Baron Cohen’s cruel attack on the shiny happy person subculture in the movie Bruno, John Galliano let loose an anti-Semitic outburst at a group of Jews in France. For months Jews have been taunting Galliano asking him where his outfit made entirely of Velcro is whenever he goes to a cafe. After this movie came out Jewish youths would mercilessly humiliate John with questions about his adopted black baby. “Where’s your black baby Bruno?”, they would ask Galliano mistaking him for the main character of the film. “Hey Bruno! Bruno!”, youths would taunt.

After this group of Jews were done with questions about Galliano’s black baby they started asking him if small mustaches were IN or AUS. John responded by yelling at the belligerent Jews, “Do you know who had a small mustache? Adolf Hitler!” This really set the Jews off and they fired back by asking Galliano if he wished a benign tumor or a malignant tumor on Karl Lagerfeld. A drunken Galliano responded with the footage the homophobic Jewish miscreant recorded on his cell phone. The rest is defamation League history.

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Rachel Weisz: Jews Run Hollywood

Rachel Weisz: Enemy at the Gates

In an interview Weisz gave back in 2001, she tells us Jews do indeed run Hollywood and Jewish women were not allowed to be actresses because Jewish men thought it was a form of prostitution.

EMMA: When we were at the drugstore you innocently opened up Talk Magazine and I heard a shriek of dismay.
RACHEL: Yeah, I literally saw not only the most disgusting, but the most ridiculous photograph I’ve ever seen of any woman.
EMMA: And who was it of?
RACHEL: It was me. [laughs] It was me photographed by David Bailey, who had some kind of concept that because it was for a Russian film, I would be wearing a Russian hat. But you can’t really see the hat, just fur everywhere. And my nose looks like it’s … just a really outsized nose, you know.
EMMA: But, you see, you’re holding back from saying what you said at the store, which was that you thought you looked too Jewish. Is it limiting as an actress to be perceived as being too ethnic in any way?
RACHEL: Well, I think you and I have always felt the same way — that we’re Jewish but we can get away with just being exotic. We’re kind of Jews in disguise. Those cultural stereotypes about the Jew with the big hooky nose and the fleshy face rub off on you. That’s terrible to admit, isn’t it.
EMMA: Well, it’s that Jackie Mason joke about how no Jewish woman wants to look Jewish: “‘You think I look maybe a little Italian, I look a little Russian, perhaps I can be Spanish?’ … ‘You look Jewish!'”
RACHEL: Hollywood’s run by Jews. I was advised by an American agent when I was about 19 to change my surname. And I said “Why? Jews run Hollywood.” He said “Exactly.” He had a theory that all the executives think acting’s a job for shiksas.
EMMA: Of all the self-loathing Jews in the world, the most self-loathing are the Hollywood Jews. They don’t want to see images of themselves on screen. That’s why Lauren Bacall had to hide her identity, and Winona Ryder changed her name from Horowitz.
RACHEL: In some way acting is prostitution, and Hollywood Jews don’t want their own women to participate. Also, there’s an element of Portnoy’s Complaint — they all fancy Aryan blondes.
EMMA: For Beautiful Creatures, in which you play a battered woman and trophy girlfriend, you had to go blonde. You’re such an über-brunette; did you find you lost your sense of self?
RACHEL: Completely. The last day of shooting, I went home to see my father and stepmother. She rang me the next day and said, “I never want to see that girl ever again. The girl who came to our house was like a horrendous, vulgar Spice Girl.”
EMMA: Who are you a big fan of?
RACHEL: Denis Leary.
EMMA: Why are comedians so sexy?
RACHEL: They just are.
EMMA: I think it’s because laughing is an allegory for orgasms. It’s something you can’t help doing.
RACHEL: You can’t stop yourself coming. Not once you start. It’s also that comedians don’t have the kind of narcissism that actors have. They’re writers who perform their own material. It’s more interesting. And they’re sexy because they risk more. Stand-up comedians risk more than anyone.
EMMA: When you were at Cambridge, you started your own theater company. How was that?
RACHEL: Amazing. We went to the Edinburgh Festival three times. Just me and another girl, Sasha Hales were the performers. We wrote about eight plays together, we went through the whole gamut of what two people can do onstage with each other. That was the happiest time of my life creatively. The best one we did was called Slight Possession.
EMMA: I remember it. I remember being … I have to say, very intimidated by how you look. Are you aware that you intimidate women sometimes?
RACHEL: If I’m just in dungarees, I don’t think I would intimidate anyone. If I went out in killer heels and full makeup, blow dry, the whole thing — anyone dressed up like that could be intimidating to men and women, really. It’s so, look at me. Do you know what I mean? But I love women.
EMMA: What is it? The sound of their voice, how they look?
RACHEL: I like their heads, I like the way they think.
EMMA: Women think like jazz.
RACHEL: They’re stream-of-consciousness. They’ll improvise, and they’re happy if someone brings in a new beat. Whereas men are very point-A-to-point-B. They just want to get there.
EMMA: I think that’s the reason you never survived in Los Angeles, why you had to go home. The driving thing. You’d never have an adventure along the way. If you were going to point B …
RACHEL: Yeah.
EMMA: You had to leave from point A, and nothing could happen in between. Whereas in New York or in London, you’re walking somewhere and crazy poop happens on the way. Tell me about those months in L.A.
RACHEL: I went into quite a major depression. I was watching so many daytime TV shows. And then I would get in my car and drive to these auditions listening to the radio. I feel sick now when I listen to the radio, all these commercials for different car dealers. I just felt like the world was so desperate and lonely and sad and people were trying to sell cars and no one wanted to buy them.
EMMA:
RACHEL: My friend was saying that no one flirts there. Like at the traffic light when you’re stopped. People are very focused on their own thing. I don’t mean just sexual flirting, but verbal flirting. In L.A., unless you’ve just won an Oscar or you’re Mr. Studio Head, no one talks to you. Even at parties. I was at this big Hollywood party; no one looked. Everyone is blinkered and they just kind of scan the room for anyone important. L.A. makes you feel ugly.
EMMA: Really?
RACHEL: Because if you’re an actress, no one pays you any attention. And you immediately start thinking, God, I must have a nose job. [laughs] Or, I must get that boob job, or I must get that lipo … whatever it is.
EMMA: You have these two parallel careers going on where you do these strange, wonderful, bizarre art films and then you have this big breakout with The Mummy.
RACHEL: Breakout sounds like coming out with acne. [laughs]
EMMA: When I was in London, I went to visit you on the set of The Mummy II.
RACHEL: In my Fleetwood Mac outfit.
EMMA: You looked like Stevie Nicks. And I remember you were having a hard time caring about the person who played your character’s child.
RACHEL: Yeah, I didn’t feel emotionally connected to him.
EMMA: You were trying to method-act your way into giving a damn whether he lived or died. [laughs]
RACHEL: It was very hard because we were up against that blue screen.
EMMA: There’s a lot of jiggery-pokery and special effects. Is working with all those effects a little de-humanizing?
RACHEL: It can certainly feel quite mechanical. You have to talk into thin air and imagine that there are 10,000 Pygmies running at you. But you have to remember how you used your imagination as a child.
EMMA: You told me that you think the best you’ve ever been was when you did Suddenly, Last Summer on stage in London, which was last year?
RACHEL: Yeah. That’s the best acting I’ve ever done.
EMMA: Why?
RACHEL: Because I completely connected with the character. This is really terrible to say, because Catherine is a woman who’s a little bit unstable and hysterical. She’s been pimping for her cousin Sebastian, attracting boys on the beach in Tunisia.
EMMA: Tennessee Williams had to hide any hints whatsoever of homosexuality.
RACHEL: It’s not explicit because it was written in the ’30s. No one ever says he was homosexual. It’s completely obvious, but no one actually spells it out. She’s kind of in love with him actually. That’s the real tragedy of it. I’ve been in love with shiny happy person men.
EMMA: Is that because you get to be admired without having sex?
RACHEL: Definitely. You develop this incredible intimacy that isn’t going to lead to sex, but can be very sexual. That’s something I find liberating. Also, because shiny happy person men don’t fit into any received notions of family, they have to rethink everything. I find that they are often completely original.
EMMA: Isn’t it funny that the currency of Hollywood is sex, but the people there are mostly so unsexy?
RACHEL: Right. False tits, collagen lips, people dressing very sexually, but it’s a completely sanitized sexuality. It’s boring and unreal. There’s not much room for eccentricity in Hollywood, and eccentricity is what’s sexy in people. I think London’s sexy because it’s so full of eccentrics.
EMMA: Brendan Fraser, who stars with you in The Mummy, seemed very nice. And you said a really funny thing. You said, “He’s just like pornography.”
RACHEL: He’s got a pornographic body. He’s so massive — he doesn’t look that big on screen. I don’t mean fat, I mean muscular. He’s six-foot-three and his thighs …
EMMA: Tell me about Brendan Fraser’s thighs. [laughs]
RACHEL: They’re enormous. He wears tight, jodphur-y trousers with big boots and his costumes are all really sexy. And that big back rippling under the shirt.
EMMA: It was just before I saw you that you filmed Enemy at the Gates, the new Jean-Jacques Annaud movie. What’s it about?
RACHEL: The seizure of Stalingrad. The civilians and soldiers got together and defended the city against the Nazis, against all odds. Jude Law and Joe Fiennes play two Russians who both fall in love with me. I pick Jude, and we end up together.
EMMA: Good choice. Who did you click with the most on that film?
RACHEL: I really clicked as an actor with Jude. We both come from theater, and in theater you have to give as much as you take. Movie actors get used to close-ups and it all becomes monologue. But Jude is right there with you every second of the way.
EMMA: Can we say — just because it’s bizarre — where we’re doing this interview?
RACHEL: Yeah, I think we should.
EMMA: Okay. We’re in Los Angeles. Last time you were having such an awful time here. Now you’re with Sam. Is it weird? I mean, he is the fracking daddy at the moment. Do people get on bended knee at his feet?
RACHEL: Well, I don’t know, because he works all day. The other night we were at a bar and these people were turned around staring at him, whispering and pointing, really going overboard. Then as we were leaving, we looked back at the table behind us, and it was Michelle Pfeiffer and her husband David E. Kelley.
EMMA: (Question….)
RACHEL: Yeah, and we were like, “that’s L.A.” They weren’t looking at Sam at all, they were looking at Michelle Pfeiffer at the table behind us.
EMMA: (Question….)
RACHEL: The thing that happens is, if Sam pays, the waiters will see his name on the card and they’ll just say, “I loved that movie.” It’s quite earnest and nice. He doesn’t go in for that big Hollywood scene.
EMMA: So what kind of cowboy boots are you gonna buy on Monday?
RACHEL: I like the idea of the short ones because they’re so unusual, like ankle length. And either black with red tips or the camel color with brown tips.
EMMA: They’re very Angelina Jolie.
RACHEL:She’s gorgeous. They wanted me to go and meet her to play her sister.
EMMA: What does your family think of all this? Are they disappointed you haven’t had a more academic career?
RACHEL: No. Although my mother would have liked it if I was a doctor and a movie star at the same time because mum’s greedy. Dad always says that my personality has been irrevocably malformed by acting, so that I’m now unsuitable to anything else. He’s sort of joking and sort of not.
EMMA: Your dad’s an inventor?
RACHEL:Yeah.
EMMA: And your stepmum’s a psychiatrist?
RACHEL: And my mum’s a psychiatrist.
EMMA: Do you think you’re more or less well-adjusted for having grown up around all this psychoanalysis?
RACHEL: The thing is, I feel like I’m more well-adjusted, but I think that’s an illusion.

Joe’s note:

Only recently we’ve started to see Jewish women as sex symbols in Hymiewood and Jewish women starting to marry outside of the tribe. Usually a Jewish lady is forced to marry a Jewish man even though he has a dozen shiksas on the side. As every Jewish male prays every single morning: “Thank God I’m not a Goy, a slave or a woman!”

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Marilyn and the Jews

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Dr. Ralph Greenson (1911-1979)Marilyn Monroe is one of many Gentile actors who fell under the dominance of a string of Jewish psychoanalysts, including, most famously, Ralph Greenson (born: Romeo Greenschpoon) who was her therapist when she allegedly committed suicide. "Like many of his colleagues at the time," notes a review of Donald Spoto’s biography of Marilyn, "Greenson relied heavily on drug therapy for his patients, routinely prescribing barbiturates and tranquilizers or having patients’ other doctors do so. He referred Marilyn to [Jewish] internist Hyman Engelberg, who prescribed many of the medications Greenson ordered for her … Her friends noticed that the more Marilyn saw Greenson, the more miserable she became … Greenson encouraged Marilyn’s deep dependency on him (he was seeing her twice daily)" (Good Housekeeping, 1993, pp. 212, 214). [Image: Ralph Greenson.]

The incestuous nature of Hollywood life may be observed in Greenson’s case: his sister Elizabeth was married to Milton ‘Mickey’ Rudin, a Jewish entertainment attorney who was one of the town’s major powerbrokers. Rudin was Monroe’s lawyer.

Marilyn’s publicist, Arthur Jacobs, was also Jewish. So were her agents at MCA, Jay Kanter and Mort Viner. Many of the directors of her films were Jews (for example, Billy Wilder of Some Like It Hot and George Cukor of Let’s Make Love). Natasha Lytess, her personal manager and the subject of speculation about Monroe’s rumored lesbianism, was Jewish, from Austria. Their relationship, says Barbara Leaming, was "mutually exploitive" (Leaming, 31). Milton Greene, a Jewish fashion photographer "with whom she’d reportedly had a fling during the late forties," was another early personal manager.
 

Lytess and Monroe
Natasha Lytess and Marilyn on the set of Gentlemen Prefer Blondes.

Monroe had resolved to sleep with anyone who could help her attain fame and fortune in Jewish-dominated Hollywood. Close friend Ted Jordan notes that she had "sex with anybody she thought might be able to advance her career" (Jordan, 121). "It is clear," says Anthony Summers in his biography, "that Marilyn made judicious use of her favors. A key beneficiary was the [Jewish] man who got Marilyn that vital first contract at Fox — Ben Lyon. According to writer Sheila Graham, Lyon had been sleeping with Marilyn and promising to further her career … Lyon called the casting director for Sol Wurtzel, a [Jewish] B-movie producer of the time [and Monroe was awarded a small part in the 1947 film Dangerous Years]" (Summers, 35).

In olden times," Upton Sinclair once remarked, "Jewish traders sold Christian girls into concubinage and into prostitution, and even today they display the same activity in the same field in southern California where I live." Or as F. Scott Fitzgerald summed up the Hollywood scene of his era — "a Jewish holiday, a Gentile tragedy" (Gabler, 2).

Garment millionaire Henry Rosenfeld was another Jewish sex partner on Marilyn’s road to fame. "She would join Rosenfeld at his home in Atlantic City for trips in his speedboat and for quiet evenings of talk and laughter" (Summers, 45). Jewish mobster Bugsy Siegel, himself a Hollywood powerbroker, also slept with her (Jordan, 84, 87). Ted Jordan (born Edward Friedman) even wrote a book about his early sexual experiences with Monroe — they began on his fourth date with her when she was 17. Then known by her real name, Norma Jean, Monroe was soon sleeping with Friedman’s uncle, Ted Lewis (original name also Friedman), who, "with his clarinet and distinctive style of old favorites, was among the hottest acts in show business" (Jordan, 73). It was Lewis who introduced the then-unknown model to narcotics.

"I learned," says Jordan, "that at one point in their little backstage meeting, Ted had slipped Norma Jean a piece of paper with his telephone number on it. Soon they were meeting in hotel rooms whenever Ted was in town … Soon he was pulling strings for Norma Jean, trying to hook her up with an agent who would do her the most good … As Norma Jean had vowed to me, whoever she had to frack, she was prepared to do it. And, for good measure, she did the same with [prominent Jewish gossip columnist] Walter Winchell" (Jordan, 75).

Early in Monroe’s career as a struggling actress, the Jewish head of Columbia, Harry Cohn, invited her to an overnight cruise on his yacht. Monroe was required to strip naked for Cohn in his office. As she bent over, at his direction, he approached her, penis in hand. When she declined his advances, said Monroe, "I had never seen a man so angry" (Jordan, 91; Wolfe, 211-212). Cohn then "banned her from the [Columbia] lot after she refused to accompany him on a yacht to Catalina Island" (Leaming, 8). "You know," Monroe once said, "that when a producer calls an actress into his office to discuss a script that isn’t all he has in mind … I’ve slept with producers. I’d be a liar if I said I didn’t" (Summers, 34-35). In 1955, 20th Century Fox awarded Monroe the richest per-film contract of any actress. "It means," remarked Monroe, "I’ll never have to suck another cock again!" (McDougal, 217).

Marilyn in 1951The network of Jewish men that controls Hollywood has always been characterized by an intense sexual fixation on the shiksashiksa being a derogatory slur for a Gentile woman, literally signifying "unclean animal" according to its Yiddish etymology. Hence the ubiquitous "casting couch," a Hollywood institution that provided Jewish powerbrokers access to otherwise unavailable non-Jewish women, whom they despised as non-Jews yet idealized as avatars of alien sexual desirability. The shiksa thus became the ultimate sexual trophy. The Jews who ruled Hollywood, noted Hollywood rabbi Edgar Magnin, "were men who made all that money and realized they were still a bunch of Goddamned Jews. Sleeping with a pretty gentile girl made them feel, if only for a few minutes, ‘I’m half gentile.’ No wonder they made idols out of shiksa goddesses." [Image: Marilyn in 1951.]

A key agent in accelerating Monroe’s early career was Johnny Hyde (like many Hollywood Jews, born in Russia, and a veteran of vaudeville.) She was also his mistress; he was 53, she was 23. Hyde "not so coincidentally … was Ted Lewis’ personal manager" (Jordan, 85). "In making Marilyn known," says Fred Guiles, "[Hyde] flexed a lot of muscle. The simple fact is that Johnny Hyde was the chief architect of her fame and her eventual legend" (Guiles, 147).

"By 1953," Jordan reports, "… [Monroe] could be virulently anti-Semitic (a prejudice that grew as she got older). To my discomfort she would sometimes refer to Joe Schenck, the mogul [and another sexual stepping stone], as ‘that Jew poop’ and to other Hollywood personalities as ‘Jew’ this or that. Occasionally I would have to remind her that I was half Jewish" (Jordan, 188). Monroe’s anti-Semitism did not prevent her from later converting to Judaism, at the behest of her Jewish husband, playwright Arthur Miller, who (despite his vocal anti-racialism) would not wed an uncoverted Gentile.

The Hollywood world and its pressures of being a sex goddess of course destroyed her. Monroe’s physician Hyman Engelberg and her therapist Ralph Greenson were the first to her death scene, reported to be the result of a drug overdose, but they did not call police for four hours. One investigative author, Donald Spoto, in a 1993 work, even burdens Greenson with the responsibility for killing her, directing that a female employee "administer [to Monroe] … a fatal barbiturate-laced enema." (In this scenario, Greenson’s motivation was that Monroe was trying to free herself from his influence and control, and had fired him [Wolfe, 99]).

A friend of Monroe’s recalls that she was beginning to feel that Greenson was "trying to substitute himself for everything she’d built up those past years. She decided he was anti-everything she wanted. She was radically turning on Greenson and Mrs. Murray, the woman he’d put with her, she felt, to spy on her" (Strasberg, 250-251).

The famous movie star’s alleged suicide has always been controversial, and there are various conspiracy notions about who would want her dead. Greenson’s secret life is much clouded. As well as being a therapist, he was an activist Communist Party member and part of its international Comintern. Greenson, as his sister Elizabeth has reported, was also a Zionist with "strong ties to Israel" (Kelley, 305).

Whatever Greenson’s role as a listener of movie star’s confessions, his communist ties have profound implications because Monroe had romantic affairs with President John F. Kennedy and knew a great deal about behind-the-scenes politicking, perhaps including plans against communist Cuba and Fidel Castro. Everything Monroe knew she undoubtedly told her psychotherapist. As Donald Wolfe writes:

Once Marilyn Monroe became Greenson’s patient, he became one of the most important Comintern operatives in America; he had access to the mind of a woman who often shared the bed with the president of the United States and was an intimate of the attorney general [Kennedy’s brother, Robert] … As Greenson has correctly stated, Marilyn Monroe had a tendency to ‘get involved with very destructive people, who will engage in some sort of sado-masochistic relationship with her.’ Ironically, among these people was her psychiatrist [Greenson], her physician [Engelberg], and her housekeeper, Eunice Murray [who was appointed by Greenson to live with Ms. Monroe and report back to him], who joined in a conspiracy to survey Marilyn Monroe within a sphere of influence designed to gather intelligence from her relationship with the president of the United States and the attorney general (Wolfe, 386).

Marilyn Monroe’s road to psychoanalysis was directed by the influential Jewish acting teacher, Lee Strasberg, who is usually credited with spawning "method acting," made famous by the likes of Marlon Brando and James Dean. Brando’s first Jewish analyst, early in his career, was Bela Mittelman, "the coldest man I’ve ever known." … "Acting afforded me the luxury of being able to spend thousands of dollars on psychoanalysts, most of whom did nothing but convince me that most New York and Beverly Hills psychoanalysts are a little crazy themselves, as well as highly motivated to separate patients from their money while making their emotional problems worse" (Brando, 124, 243). Brando was not much endeared to Lee Strasberg either, calling him "an ambitious, selfish man who exploited the people who attended the Actors Studio, and he tried to project himself as an acting oracle and guru. Some people worshiped him, but I never knew why" (Brando, 85).

Strasberg’s daughter, Susan, notes that her father "sent numerous actors to psychiatrists, and many doctors sent their patients to class because they felt his work helped theirs in analysis" (Strasberg, 31). Susan Strasberg herself used to argue with Marilyn Monroe about whether she or the famous sex goddess "needed therapy more" (Strasberg, 138). As Barbara Leaming observes:

It was said that the master teacher Lee Strasberg could open inner doors that one scarcely knew existed. Some admirers called him the Rabbi. Some compared him to a psychiatrist or a highly judgmental Jewish father … Strasberg focused on psychology. He ran his workshop as though they were group therapy sessions… Strasberg often advised actors to enter psychoanalysis in order to put them in touch with emotionally-charged material they could use in their work" (Leaming, 156-157).

Under Lee Strasberg’s influence Marilyn became an earnest devotee not just of method acting, but of Freudian analysis as well. Monroe’s one-time husband, Jewish playwright Arthur Miller, also had his own Jewish psychoanalyst: Rudolph Loewenstein. Monroe even had sessions with Sigmund’s Freud daughter, Anna, also a therapist, in London. "The significance of [Monroe’s reliance on psychoanalysts] for psychoanalysis," notes Jeffrey Moussaieff Masson, "was that Monroe left a substantial part of her estate to further the work of Anna Freud, whom she had seen briefly for analytic help in 1956 (Anna Freud wrote about her that she was paranoid with schizophrenic traits), and this bequest was undoubtedly achieved through her analysts, who were intimately connected to Anna Freud" (Masson, 129).

As Masson, a former offical at the Sigmund Freud Archives, further notes about the ethical undercurrent of such funding:

It is not, in fact, uncommon for analysts to solicit, usually through roundabout methods, former patients for money to support analytic projects. Chairs of psychoanalysis in medical schools at various universities have been partially endowed through former patients. There was also the case of the Centenary Fund, named for the centenary, in 1956, of Freud’s birth. [Marilyn Monroe’s therapist Ralph] Greenson had organized this fund for psychoanalytic research in Los Angeles … I felt then, and still do now, that it is an exploitation of the emotional relationship with a patient to solicit money, in whatever form, directly or indirectly. It seems to me that the patient, or ex-patient, is in no position, emotionally speaking, to refuse … I find it wrong and morally distasteful" (Masson, 130).

A Monroe friend once stated that "I felt [Ralph Greenson] had a big ego, like a lot of doctors he wanted to be God, and of all the analysts in L.A. she found him. Inger Stevens was his patient too. She killed herself later" (Strasberg, 250).

As Greenson once claimed, "I can count [on] Marilyn to do anything I want her to do" (Wolfe, 422).
 
 

Works Cited

Brando, Marlon. Brando: Songs My Mother Taught Me. Random House, Toronto, 1994.

Gabler, Neal. An Empire of Their Own: How the Jews Invented Hollywood. Crown Publishers. New York, 1988.

Good Housekeeping. "Marilyn Monroe." May 1993, pp. 162-163, 212-216.

Guiles, Fred Lawrence. Legend: The Life and Death of Marilyn Monroe. Stein and Day, New York, 1989.

Jordan, Ted. Norma Jean: My Secret Life with Marilyn Monroe. William Morris & Co., New York, 1989.

Kelley, Kitty. His Way: The Unauthorized Biography of Frank Sinatra. Bantam Books. New York, 1986.

Leaming, Barbara. Marilyn Monroe. Crown Publishers, New York, 1998.

Masson, Jeffrey Moussaieff. Final Analysis: The Making and Unmaking of a Psychoanalyst. Addison-Wesley, New York, 1990.

McDougal, Dennis. The Last Mogul: Lew Wasserman, MCA, and the Hidden History of Hollywood. Crown Publishers, New York, 1998.

Strasberg, Susan. Marilyn and Me: Sisters, Rivals, Friends. Warner Books, New York, 1992.

Summers, Anthony. Goddess: The Secret Lives of Marilyn Monroe. MacMillan, New York, 1985.

Wolfe, Donald H. The Last Days of Marilyn Monroe. William Morrow, New York, 1998.

 


The preceding text is excerpted and edited from When Victims Rule, online at Jewish Tribal Review. The title is editorial.

 

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