On screen legend Tony Lee Curtis sadly passed away on September 29th 2010 due to cardiac arrest at his home is Las Vegas, Nevada. Born in the Bronx, New York. Curtis comes from a Hungarian Jewish background. At the age of eight, he and his brother Julius was put into an orphanage because of their parents were unable to feed them.
After problems with his family he decided to join the United States Navy as a submarine tender. Serving his time, he then moved his career towards acting, joining a Dramatics Workshop in New York. After so long, a talent agent came across him and discovered his hidden qualities. Tony claimed it was due to his dashing good looks that secured him the job.
At the age of twenty three, finally he was in Hollywood and able to start his desired career. Being a versatile actor, he wasn’t short of jobs. One of his roles that will always be remembered is “Some like it hot” starring along by screen goddess Marilyn Monroe and Born comedian Jack Lemon. Curtis went onto admit he had a short relationship with Marilyn. Some say this film was what heightened his career due to Monroe’s profile. Several other films that saw him shine were Stanley Kubricks film “Spartacus”, “Trapeze” and “The Boston Strangler”. He was nominated for best actor in a Drama from the Hollywood Foreign Press. Starring over a hundred and forty films in his long career, he was also author to several books, “The making of Some like it hot- My memories of Marilyn Monroe and the classic American movies”. His autobiography was released called “American prince, a memoir” reflecting on his career and family background.
In 1998 he founded the Emanuel foundation for Hungarian culture and become chairman. This was for the restoration of Synagogues. Due to his Hungarian heritage he was often used for adverts for Hungary.
Daughter Jamie Lee Curtis went onto become an actress as well following her father’s footsteps, starring in Halloween, Freaky Friday and My girl. Jamie lee says:
“My father leaves behind a legacy of great performances in movies and in his paintings and assemblages. He leaves behind children and their families who loved him and respected him and a wife and in-laws who were devoted to him. He also leaves behind fans all over the world. He will be greatly missed.”
We are losing the generation of great actors now. Tony Curtis will be sadly missed and has had an impact on all of us forever…
My name is Lester Burnham. This is my street. This is my neighborhood. This is my life. I am 42 years old. In less than a year, I will be dead. Of course, I don’t know that yet, and in a way, I’m dead already. Look at me, jerking off in the shower. This will be the highlight of my day. It’s all downhill from here. That’s my wife Carolyn. See the way the handle on those pruning shears match her gardening clogs? That’s not an accident. That’s our neighbor, Jim, and that’s his lover, Jim. Man, Iget exhausted just watching her. She wasn’t always like this. She used to be happy. We used to be happy. My daughter, Jane. Only child. Janie’s a pretty typical teenager: angry, insecure, confused. I wish I could tell her that’s all going to pass…but I don’t want to lie to her. Both my wife and daughter think I’m this gigantic loser. And in a way, they’re right. I have lost something. I’m not exactly sure what, but I know I didn’t always feel this…sedated. But you know what? It’s never too late to get it back.
Lester: (voice over) I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn’t a second at all, it stretches forever, like an ocean of time….for me, it was lying on my back at Boy Scout Camp, watching falling stars…and yellow leaves, from the maple trees that lined our street…Or my grandmother’s hands, and the way her skin seemed like paper…and the first time I saw my cousin Tony’s brand new Firebird. And Janie…and Janie. And... Carolyn. I guess I could be really pissed off about what happened to me…but it’s hard to stay mad, when there’s so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst…and then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain. And I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life... You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure. But don’t worry…
You will someday.
Stuart: Queers. Because I’m queer. I’m gay. I’m homosexual. I’m a poof, I’m a poofter, I’m a ponce. I’m a bumboy, batty-boy, backside artist, bugger. I’m bent. I am that arsebandit. I lift those shirts. I’m a faggot-ass, fudge-packing, shit-stabbing uphill gardener. I dine at the downstairs restaurant, I dance at the other end of the ballroom. I’m Moses and the parting of the red cheeks. I fuck and I am fucked. I suck and I am sucked. I rim them and wank them, and every single man’s had the fucking time of his life. And I am not a pervert. If there’s one twisted bastard in this family, it’s this little blackmailer here. So congratulations, Thomas. I’ve just officially outed you.
As it says in the title, I thought it was either a coupled activity or a solo. I didn’t know there was some hidden rules. I mean it doesn’t say so on the tickets or on the entrance that you can’t be on your own. I thought in this day an age that we had somewhat passed that whole you can’t do things alone. Maybe not. When I told my friends that I prefer to go alone, they simply looked at me as if I had two heads.
If you think about it properly, to sit in a darkened room with no one asking you those annoying questions right at the good bit “Was it him that murdered her” or “Really I never thought that would happen? You get the picture, right?”. I have been subjected to this in the pass, no more. The film that set me off on this hobby was “Slumdog Millionaire”. When I was in London at University, really bored and disgusted by the hygiene levels I was having to live in, the cinema was the only way I could forget about it. It was an escapism for me. To sit in the huge Odeon Cinema on Holloway Road where the screen was to big that you couldn’t see anyone else in sight. I felt as if I had the cinema to myself. A rare but true experience.
Sometimes it isn’t even always about the movie, fifty per cent of the time it’s just to have the experience of going and feeling relaxed. To get away from all the noise and mess of University Halls was ignorant bliss for me. This year I haven’t been as much, I feel like I’ve neglected it.
Me and my friend Hannah John are in the creating process of bringing out a magazine. Currently we have come up with some great idea’s. We are producing a magazine that aims at international students especially. Following world fashion and the job industry abroad. Debating and letting you have an insight into different lifestyles and economic issues. Coming soon to a place near you. Watch this space 🙂
Jo and Hannah xoxo