Hollywoodland (2006)

Actors

• Bill Timoney (miscellaneous crew)
• Ashley Kravitz (miscellaneous crew)
• Ben Affleck (actor)
• John 'Frenchie' Berger (miscellaneous crew)
• Bob Hoskins (actor)
• Sean Oliver (miscellaneous crew)
• Jennifer Zolten Freed (miscellaneous crew)
• Rick Parker (miscellaneous crew)
• Adrien Brody (actor)
• Diane Lane (actress)
• Bill Lake (actor)
• Jeffrey DeMunn (actor)
• Peter Pamela Rose (miscellaneous crew)
• Lois Smith (actress)
• Larry Cedar (actor)

Genres

• Biography
• Crime
• Drama
• History
• Mystery
• Romance
• Thriller

Taglines:

Living in Holly wood can make you famous. Dying in Hollywood can make you a legend.
Based on the true story of Hollywood's most notorious unsolved mystery
Everyone has secrets. Everyone has motives.
In a town full of fiction, everyone has a version of the truth.

Quotes:

Eddie Mannix: I'm in the picture business.

Chuck: You're not invited, Simo.::Louis Simo: Were you?::Chuck: We're working.::Louis Simo: Why don't you lay off? Mister Harris!::Rick Harris: Hello, Louis.::Louis Simo: You come up from Palos Verdes just to see me?::Rick Harris: I came here to celebrate my friends' anniversary. You've met Mister Mannix.::Louis Simo: No. But we've got people in common. Ain't that right, Eddie?::Eddie Mannix: I've got nothin' in common with you.::Louis Simo: Bernice, the first missus. You like that car crash gimmick, huh?::Eddie Mannix: Rick...::Louis Simo: Riva Watson. She get all clingy? How'd it feel, pounding her face in? Happy times, huh, Ed?::Eddie Mannix: Richard, please.::Louis Simo: George Reeves...::Rick Harris: That's enough, Louis.::Louis Simo: Am I being indiscreet? Bad for business, huh?::Rick Harris: Louis, your problems are your own.::Louis Simo: Ricky, you cover for this prick?::Rick Harris: Whatever you're pursuing here, whatever fantasy... you've constructed will not alter your past.::Louis Simo: You had a bullet put in Reeves' head! He used the studio and the cops - [Chuck punches him in the stomach] You're gonna burn in hell, you sonofabitch!::Eddie Mannix: Come here. You don't know me. You don't know what I think. What I do. I don't let you.::Louis Simo: You're an old man, Eddie. Who's gonna wipe the blood off your hands?::Eddie Mannix: My hands? I'm in the picture business.::Louis Simo: No, you're a murderer.::Eddie Mannix: Prove it. You hear me? Go on, I'm ready. Prove one fuckin' thing.

Toni Mannix: [Reeves steps in to get a photograph with Rita Hayworth] Just made it.::George Reeves: Beg your pardon?::Toni Mannix: Into the picture.::George Reeves: Was someone taking a picture? I hadn't noticed. [Reeves lights Mannix' cigarette]::Toni Mannix: My, we're awfully well-trained, Mister...::George Reeves: George Reeves. [Mannix laughs] Was it the line or the delivery?::Toni Mannix: I laugh when I'm happy.::George Reeves: I see. Well, who is it I'm making so happy?::Toni Mannix: I'm Toni.::George Reeves: Just a poor girl with no last name. [Mannix laughs again] I had no idea I could spread this much joy!::Toni Mannix: Who knows what you might be spreading? [Reeves grins] Your turn.::George Reeves: I'm afraid you've got me!

Louis Simo: Excuse me. You the Times?::Times Reporter: I'm the Times.::Louis Simo: You're the Times? What do you think about Superman offing himself and cutting his beloved fiancee out of the picture, leaving the green to Eddie Mannix's wife? Huh? Like she needs the dough? "Hell hath no fury," huh! I mean, people get killed for less than that.::Times Reporter: You saying George Reeves was murdered?::Louis Simo: It's a heck of a question.::Times Reporter: What's your name?::Louis Simo: Louis Simo. S-I-M-O.

Detective Doug Johnson: The deceased woke up, joined his guests for approximately half an hour, returned to bed. No sign of forced entry or physical struggle. The Luger, found there, on the floor. Heavily oiled, no prints. He kept it in the nightstand. The slug, there. [Points at the hole in the roof] . And the casing on the bed, underneath the body.::Louis Simo: You want to explain to me how a man can shoot himself and end up on top of the shell?::James Engelman: Is this your strategy, Mister Simo? To impune the laws of physics?::Louis Simo: There are no prints on the gun. What, did he wipe it clean after putting that hole in his head?::Detective Doug Johnson: Fingerprints aren't automatic. Certain conditions have to be present.::Louis Simo: Did you question the people in the house?::Detective Doug Johnson: They all signed sworn statements.::Louis Simo: Forty-five minutes to call the cops, that's plenty of time to come up with some bogus story. But you got sworn statements!::Detective Doug Johnson: Are you accusing me of something?::Louis Simo: Was Reeves checked for powder burns? It's a suicide shot to the temple - where's the burn?::Detective Doug Johnson: When a gun is discharged directly against the ...::Louis Simo: The coroner never checked! He didn't notice the bruises on the body either - which, by the way, aren't automatic, OK? Certain conditions have to be present. Like, maybe a fight with a guy who's about to... cause your expiration. [Jack Paterson notices two more gunshot holes in the floor] Since when do suicides miss twice, lay down a rug, and start over? Is that normal? Just asking.

Louis Simo: Sad day, huh, boys? Tell you what's even sadder: calling it suicide when it's really murder. Why would the cops do that?::Funeral Reporter #1: Sing us a new song, Simo.::Louis Simo: What, you don't love me anymore? Two months ago, somebody drained all the fluid out of George Reeves's break lines. Almost bought it right then. Coincidence, right? I mean, LAPD don't make mistakes. Huh, Paterson? What's the truth? Huh, boys? Who wanted him dead? You guys might be lazy, but nobody said you're dumb.::Funeral Reporter #2: I need some names.::Louis Simo: What, you want me to write it for you, too?::Funeral Reporter #1: Hey, you got a story or not?::Louis Simo: You want names? Ask this guy. [Gestures to Howard Strickling] . He's got the names. Names, pictures. What's he doing here? MGM never cut Reeves a check in his life. Huh? Come on. Do some work, will you? Hey, cameraboy. Lift the fuckin' camera, will you? There you go. Say cheese.

Louis Simo: Let's go outside. You packin'?::Del: Not when I cross the street for lunch. [Simo pulls gun from Del's jacket] Lou, I do what I'm told. [Simo slams him against the car]::Louis Simo: You took the cash from that rack, same as me! Twenty-five-hundred for ratting out some hop-head actress, and I never said a word. 'Cause I'm loyal to my fuckin' partner! [Strangles Del]::Del: [Choking] Rick!::Louis Simo: Why?::Del: Didn't say, just take care of it. [Simo releases him] Look, when I helped you out, with the old lady, I should've kept my mouth shut. I had to make good. You would've done the same thing. Don't bullshit me. It's how the mortgage gets paid! [Simo punches him in the stomach]

Louis Simo: Whatever you want to say...::Laurie Simo: Are you going to fight everybody?::Louis Simo: I thought you liked tough guys.

Eddie Mannix: People are waitin'. You comin' down?::Toni Mannix: Help with the dress.::Eddie Mannix: OK. I'm gonna let some light in. I wanna tell you somethin'. You know I'll always take care of you. Whatever's happened. Whatever might've been done, it doesn't matter. Nobody's gonna hurt you. Nobody gets to ask. I won't allow it. You're safe with me. With your husband. Let me see what you look like. You're beautiful. You always will be.

Evan Simo: How come you're not at work?::Louis Simo: 'Cause I don't sit in an office, okay? That's for suckers. Your pop's an investigator, alright? Come on, let's go.::Evan Simo: I'm supposed to wait for mom.::Louis Simo: What?::Evan Simo: I'm supposed to wait for mom.::Louis Simo: Your mom and me, we don't... [he puts his hand on his son's head] Evan. Evan. Nobody has magic powers. You got to be tough. You got to show them what you're made of, you know? My father never taught me that.

Adler, Buddy Filmography

• The 31st Annual Academy Awards
  1959, role: actor , character name: Himself - Presenter: Irving G. Thalberg Memorial Award to Jack L. Warner
• South Pacific
  1958, role: producer
• The Inn of the Sixth Happiness
  1958, role: producer
• Heaven Knows, Mr. Allison
  1957, role: producer
• A Hatful of Rain
  1957, role: producer
• Anastasia
  1956, role: producer
• Bus Stop
  1956, role: producer
• The Revolt of Mamie Stover
  1956, role: producer
• The Lieutenant Wore Skirts
  1956, role: producer
• The Bottom of the Bottle
  1956, role: producer
• The 27th Annual Academy Awards
  1955, role: actor , character name: Himself - Presenter: Best Picture
• Love Is a Many-Splendored Thing
  1955, role: producer
• The Left Hand of God
  1955, role: producer
• Violent Saturday
  1955, role: producer
• Soldier of Fortune
  1955, role: producer
• House of Bamboo
  1955, role: producer
• The 26th Annual Academy Awards
  1954, role: actor , character name: Himself - Best Picture Winner, as producer
• From Here to Eternity
  1953, role: producer
• Salome
  1953, role: producer
• Last of the Comanches
  1953, role: producer
• Paula
  1952, role: producer
• Saturday's Hero
  1951, role: producer
• The Harlem Globetrotters
  1951, role: producer
• No Sad Songs for Me
  1950, role: producer
• A Woman of Distinction
  1950, role: producer
• Tell It to the Judge
  1949, role: producer
• The Dark Past
  1948, role: producer
• Fala: The President's Dog
  1943, role: writer
• Inflation
  1942, role: writer
• Victory Quiz
  1942, role: writer
• Water Bugs
  1941, role: writer
• Memory Tricks
  1941, role: writer
• How to Hold Your Husband - BACK
  1941, role: writer
• Cuban Rhythm
  1941, role: writer
• What's Your IQ? #2
  1940, role: writer
• Quicker'n a Wink
  1940, role: writer
• Social Sea Lions
  1940, role: writer
• Wedding Bills
  1940, role: writer
• Radio Hams
  1939, role: writer

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Bad Liar - New Amsterdams
• Bad Liar - The New Amsterdams

I told you everything was fine
You called 'bullshit'
And it's not worth money if your heart just isn't in it
You've gotta sharp mind but, I'm a bad liar
It's hardly a new disclosure
Bottle it up, it takes a bottle to get it out
So many pieces of broken glass, a razor wit
You've got a sharp tongue, but I'm not a bad guy
And I wouldn't try to fuck you over
You can't tell me in the South Seas that I'm missing out
You don't know me
You have hardly any common ground
Let's call it off, let's take the memories and run
I'll be the villain, the man with the smoking gun
I guess this is goodbye
So have a nice life

I told you everything was fine
You called 'bullshit'
And it's not worth money if your heart just isn't in it
You've gotta sharp mind but, I'm a bad liar
It's hardly a new disclosure
Bottle it up, it takes a bottle to get it out
So many pieces of broken glass, a razor wit
You've got a sharp tongue, but I'm not a bad guy
And I wouldn't try to fuck you over
You can't tell me in the South Seas that I'm missing out
You don't know me
You have hardly any common ground
Let's call it off, let's take the memories and run
I'll be the villain, the man with the smoking gun
I guess this is goodbye
So have a nice life
See you at the replay lounge