When wireless is perfectly applied the whole earth will be converted into a huge brain, which in fact it is, all things being particles of a real and rhythmic whole. We shall be able to communicate with one another instantly, irrespective of distance. Not only this, but through television and telephony we shall see and hear one another as perfectly as though we were face to face, despite intervening distances of thousands of miles; and the instruments through which we shall be able to do his will be amazingly simple compared with our present telephone. A man will be able to carry one in his vest pocket.
Joan Crawford’s famous Charleston kick as captured in the year 1926.
Joan came to Hollywood in 1925 as a hard-knock Broadway chorus girl without censorship. She was a mascot of such favorite venues as the Cocoanut Grove and the Montmartre, where she would easily devastate her competition in countless Charleston contests. She collected more champion trophies than she knew what to do with.
Her vigorous Charleston became legendary as astonishingly early as 1930. When the age of the flapper buckled to patronizing reconsideration, Joan and her verve remained substantial in the nostalgia for a lost era. “Remember when Joan Crawford was a ‘hotcha’ baby tearing up the floor at the Grove?” sighed fan magazines, newspaper columnists, writers, actors, directors, producers, crew members, and wistful fellow Jazz Age symbols.
A rare exception in the Hollywood practice of impermanence, the memory of Joan as scalding “hey-hey” flapper of the Roaring Twenties never disappeared from the foreground. The beloved Crawford Charleston—breathless, stomping, panting, kicking, sweating, grinning, electrifying–has endured the restless American cultures of nearly nine decades. To this day it continues as an indestructible icon belling the legend of 1920s youth.
“The girl had little education and no knowledge except for the knowledge of her own experiences. She was a simple eager young woman, who rode a bike to the classes she was taking. A decent-hearted kid whom Hollywood brought down – legs parted. All young actresses in that time and place were thought of as prey to b overwhelmed and topped by the male. To be brought down.” ~ Elia Kazan
“She came to us in all of her mother’s doubt and left in mystery.” ~ Norman Mailer
“Marilyn Monroe was a legend. She created a myth of what a poor girl from a deprived background could attain, but I have no words to describe the myth and the legend. I did not know this Marilyn Monroe. Nor did she.” ~ Lee Strasberg, close friend and acting coach
“What I particularly liked about Marilyn was that she didn’t act like a movie star. She was down to earth. Sure, she was beautiful and sexy, but there was an almost childlike innocence about her.” ~ George Barris
“Everybody knows about [Marilyn’s] insecurities, but not everybody knows what fun she was, that she never complained about the ordinary things of life, that she never had a bad word to say about anyone, and that she had a wonderful spontaneous sense of humor.”- Sam Shaw
“Do you remember when Marilyn Monroe died? Everybody stopped work, and you could see all that day the same expressions on their faces, the same thought: “How can a girl with success, fame, youth, money, beauty … how could she kill herself?” Nobody could understand it because those are the things that everybody wants, and they can’t believe that life wasn’t important to Marilyn Monroe, or that her life was elsewhere.” ~ Marlon Brando