James Byron Dean (February 8, 1931 – September 30, 1955) was an American actor. He is remembered as a cultural icon of teenage disillusionment and social estrangement, as expressed in the title of his most celebrated film, Rebel Without a Cause (1955), in which he starred as troubled teenager Jim Stark. The other two roles that defined his stardom were loner Cal Trask in East of Eden (1955) and surly ranch hand Jett Rink in Giant (1956).

Numerous commentators have asserted that Dean had a singular influence on the development of rock and roll music. According to David R. Shumway, a researcher in American culture and cultural theory at Carnegie Mellon University, Dean was the first iconic figure of youthful rebellion and “a harbinger of youth-identity politics”. The persona Dean projected in his movies, especially Rebel Without a Cause, influenced Elvis Presley and many other musicians who followed, including the American rockers Eddie Cochran and Gene Vincent.

After his death in a car crash, Dean became the first actor to receive a posthumous Academy Award nomination for Best Actor, and remains the only actor to have had two posthumous acting nominations. In 1999, the American Film Institute ranked him the 18th best male movie star of Golden Age Hollywood in AFI’s 100 Years…100 Stars list.

See the Jaguar (1952)
The Immoralist (1954) – based on the book by André Gide

The Metamorphosis (1952) – based on the short story by Franz Kafka
The Scarecrow (1954)
Women of Trachis (1954) – translation by Ezra Pound

James Dean and Porsche Speedster 23F at Palm Springs Races March, 1955.


“The gratification comes in the doing, not in the results.”

“Whatever’s inside making me what I am, it’s like film. Film only works in the dark. Tear it all open and let in the light and you kill it.”

“Racing is the only time I feel whole.”

“I think there is only one form of greatness for man. If a man can bridge the gap between life and death. I mean, if he can live on after he has died, then maybe he was a great man. To me the only success, the only greatness, is immortality.”

September 23rd, 11:25 pm

Stranger things have happened while staying at the cemetery past 3 am. Once again I was lulled to sleep by the sounds of xylophones and, once again, more graves have been added once more.

The feeling of being watched has increased once more. The EMF detector has been going off nonstop. The only break I seem to find is between 8 am-6 pm. All seismic events seem to stop and my readings stop altogether. So far no one has come to the graveyard to dig up any boxes and, at this point, the kind of activity being shown here is inconsistent for frequency boxes.

I fear I might be in trouble. Perhaps tomorrow I will go back to my hotel instead and try this again next week. There’s strange happenings at this graveyard. I must ask that none of you stop by to check on me. Just today a group of people came and took pictures with me saying they have read this blog. It is not safe for people to be joining me on these excursions. I must do this alone. I must face these discoveries by myself.

Wish me luck.