Plot
The story of how Norma Jean, once an orphan in Hollywood California, becomes Marilyn Monroe, the movie star and celebrity. The movie begins with Norma Jean as a child and ends with the mysterious way she dies. Throughout the movie, we see the highlights and lowlights of her career, including the parts of her private life not widely known.
Keywords: actress, agent, based-on-novel, career, character-name-in-title, fame, hollywood, icon, marriage, orphan
Her image was perfection.....her life was a personal hell
Tony Curtis (born Bernard Schwartz; June 3, 1925 – September 29, 2010) was an American film actor whose career spanned six decades, but had his greatest popularity during the 1950s and early 1960s. He acted in more than 100 films in roles covering a wide range of genres, from light comedy to serious drama. In his later years, Curtis made numerous television appearances.
Although his early film roles were partly the result of his good looks, by the later half of the 1950s he became a notable and strong screen presence. He began proving himself to be a “fine dramatic actor,” having the range to act in numerous dramatic and comedy roles. In his earliest parts he acted in a string of "mediocre" films, including swashbucklers, westerns, light comedies, sports films, and a musical. However, by the time he starred in Houdini (1953) with his wife Janet Leigh, "his first clear success," notes critic David Thomson, his acting had progressed immensely.
He won his first serious recognition as a skilled dramatic actor in Sweet Smell of Success (1957) with co-star Burt Lancaster. The following year he was nominated for an Oscar for Best Actor in another drama, The Defiant Ones (1958). Curtis then gave what many believe was his best acting, in a completely different role, the comedy Some Like It Hot (1959). Thomson calls it an "outrageous film," and it was voted the number 1 funniest film in history from a survey done by the American Film Institute. It costarred Jack Lemmon and Marilyn Monroe, and was directed by Billy Wilder. That was followed by Blake Edwards’ comedy Operation Petticoat (1959) with Cary Grant. They were both “frantic comedies,” and displayed "his impeccable comic timing." He often collaborated with Edwards on later films.
Jamie Lee Curtis (born November 22, 1958) is an American actress and author. Although she was initially known as a "scream queen" because of her starring roles in several horror films early in her career, such as Halloween, The Fog, Prom Night, and Terror Train, Curtis has since compiled a body of work that spans many genres, and has won BAFTA and Golden Globe awards. Her 1998 book, Today I Feel Silly, and Other Moods That Make My Day, made the best-seller list in The New York Times. Curtis has appeared in advertisements, and is a blogger for The Huffington Post online newspaper. She is married to actor, screenwriter, and director Christopher Guest.
Curtis was born in Santa Monica, California, to actor Tony Curtis and actress Janet Leigh. Her paternal grandparents were Hungarian Jewish immigrants and two of her maternal great-grandparents were Danish. Curtis's parents divorced in 1962, after which her mother married Robert Brandt. Curtis has an older sister, Kelly Curtis, who is also an actress, and several half-siblings (all from her father's remarriages), Alexandra, Allegra, Ben, and Nicholas Curtis (who died in 1994 of a drug overdose). Curtis attended Westlake School in Los Angeles and Beverly Hills High School, and graduated from Choate Rosemary Hall. Returning to California in 1976, she attended the University of the Pacific in Stockton, California. She considered majoring in social work, but quit after one semester to pursue an acting career.
David Michael Letterman (born April 12, 1947) is an American television host and comedian. He hosts the late night television talk show, Late Show with David Letterman, broadcast on CBS. Letterman has been a fixture on late night television since the 1982 debut of Late Night with David Letterman on NBC. Letterman recently surpassed friend and mentor Johnny Carson for having the longest late-night hosting career in the United States of America.
Letterman is also a television and film producer. His company Worldwide Pants produces his show as well as its network follow-up The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson. Worldwide Pants has also produced several prime-time comedies, the most successful of which was Everybody Loves Raymond, currently in syndication.
In 1996, David Letterman was ranked #45 on TV Guide's 50 Greatest TV Stars of All Time.
Letterman was born in Indianapolis, Indiana. His father, Harry Joseph Letterman (April 1915 – February 1973), was a florist of British descent; his mother Dorothy Letterman (née Hofert, now Dorothy Mengering), a Presbyterian church secretary of German descent, is an occasional figure on the show, usually at holidays and birthdays.
Graham William Walker, known by his stage name Graham Norton, (born 4 April 1963) is an Irish actor, comedian, television presenter and columnist. He is the host of comedy chat programme The Graham Norton Show on BBC One in the UK and BBC America in the US. Hot Press has described him as "the 21st century's answer to Terry Wogan", with both men sharing an Irish background and the common link of being a BBC Radio 2 presenter and the BBC television commentator of the Eurovision Song Contest. Norton has won the BAFTA TV Award for Best Entertainment Performance on five occassions.
Norton was born in Clondalkin, a suburb of Dublin, but grew up in Bandon, County Cork, Ireland to a Protestant family. He was educated at Bandon Grammar School, in County Cork and then University College Cork but did not complete his studies.
In 1992 his stand-up comedy drag act in the Edinburgh Festival Fringe as a tea-towel clad Mother Teresa of Calcutta made the press when Scottish Television's religious affairs department mistakenly thought he represented the real Mother Teresa.
Kevin Norwood Bacon (born July 8, 1958) is an American film and theater actor whose notable roles include Animal House, Diner, Footloose, Flatliners, Wild Things, A Few Good Men, JFK, Apollo 13, Hollow Man, Mystic River, The Woodsman, Friday the 13th, Tremors, Death Sentence, Frost/Nixon, and X-Men: First Class.
Bacon has won Golden Globe and Screen Actors Guild Awards, was nominated for an Emmy Award, and was named by The Guardian as one of the best actors never to have received an Academy Award nomination.
In 2003, Bacon received a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.
Bacon, one of six children, was born and raised in a close-knit family in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. His mother, Ruth Hilda (née Holmes; 1916–1991), taught at an elementary school and was a liberal activist, while his father, Edmund Norwood Bacon (May 2, 1910 – October 14, 2005), was a well-respected architect and a prominent Philadelphian who had been Executive Director of the Philadelphia City Planning Commission for many years. At 16, in 1975, Bacon won a full scholarship to and attended the Pennsylvania Governor's School for the Arts at Bucknell University, a state-funded five-week arts program where he studied Theatre under Dr. Glory Van Scott, which helped solidify Bacon's passion for the arts.
i’m caught
i’m seen through
if you were a chivalrous man,
you’d know what to do
you’re a sad prince
you’re my most humble pie
and under serious oath
you’re my sweetest lie
i had a dream that you danced
just like fred astaire
i sat and watched, leaning back
as you glided on air around me
i’d do anything you want
look what you’ve done
i’d be a game that you play
much too easily won
i’m too easily won
and i don’t care
what you do
who strokes your hair
where you run off to
mill street tonight is twinkling like stars
hollywood dust under seventies cars
i miss you
i’d do anything you want
look what you’ve done
i’d be a game that you play
much too easily won
i’m too easily won
and what do you remember
after too much sweet wine;
that you woke up hungover
or that you had a good time?
i’ve been lazy
i’ve been overfed
i’ve been thinking
too much with my head
i was dreaming
about the life you led
on the banks of the edisto
on the banks of the edisto
where the sweet gum and the cypress grows
i want to know what the cypress knows
on the banks of the edisto
where’d you go
when you died my friend
do you see us
did your soul ascend
and i listened
for his answer then
on the banks of the edisto
heaven’s here where the bard owl cries
where the smile meets my sweetheart’s eyes
i’ll be right here taming dragonflies
only heaven i need to know
on the banks of the edisto
where the sweet gum
and the cypress grows
i want to know what the cypress knows
on the banks of the edisto
i’ve been lazy
i’ve been overfed
i’ve been thinking too much with my head
i’ve been dreaming
about the life you led
that was such a lovely dream
the streets were golden in the sun
i’ve never been to venezuela
but my family was all there
and my mother looked so young
venezuela looked like brooklyn
though the streets were twice as wide
children spun around the trees
little tops, little sufis
mamas smile from inside
oh fernando i’m so sorry
for the love you saved for me
but my heart is locked forever
in another lovely dream
he approached me like a prince
and said he’s loved me all his life
he said he knew that i’d come here
that he’s been waiting all these years
that i’m meant to be his wife
and my sister was so jealous
of the love you had for me
she left, stomping ‘cross the square
rigid arms flying hair
her skirt had many layers and it bounced like sandra
dee’s
oh fernando i’m so sorry
whatever could i say
to a man i’ve never met
who’s the one who got away
i cried to see his heart so plainly
(for he was such a formal man)
handed to me like a daisy
in the presence of my family
from his damp and shaking hands
i said – fernando, i can’t stay here
and a clock began to chime
and i opened up my shirt
and in its bony cage
ticked a paper valentine
oh fernando i’m so sorry
for the love you saved for me
but my heart is locked forever
in another lovely dream
oh fernando i’m so sorry
whatever could i say
to a man i’ve never met
sleep holds
nothing but
dreams hold
nothing but
we’ll never know
we’ll never know
we are
open
as sky can be
a birds eye
a tapped knee
we’re in it now
we’re in it now
we are
strangers
come this far
someday
even stars
will leave us
they’ll leave us
we are
half a work of art
half smile
half heart
we’ll never know
we’ll never know
pulled out the big guns
got my best dress on
shit, i’d forgotten you were charming
– you’re disarming
been playing too hard
this is a hard town
& all my old gang has broken down, somehow
I miss them all
(though not just now)
we say i’m fine, how are you
showdown
it’s you & me
got you pinned up against a stark raving skyline
it’s love, yeah love
just picks me up then lets me down
pulled out the big guns
got my new boots on
i’m gonna wear a groove so deep
in your mind that everyone coming after me
will be moving to my beat
showdown
we got green lights down 9th avenue
we got an ice cold slice of winter moon
we both got torture guards around our hearts
mine usedta break me down too soon
hold back the cannons
call off the guards
how did your eyes get
so mean so fast so hard?
can we do something else
we’ve been here before
stop dragging me into
the battles of your little wars
i don’t know what you’re going through
what demons you need to set free, need to set free
i don’t think you’re right in the head
but i think you’re just right for me
you’re just right for me
baby you’re just right for me
so call me tomorrow
when this storm has passed
when you’re good you love me
like nobody else ever has
i don’t know what you’re going through
what demons you need to set free, need to set free
i don’t think you’re right in the head
but i think you’re just right for me
you’re just right for me
baby you’re just right for me
i don’t know what you’re going through
what demons you need to set free, need to set free
i don’t think you’re right in the head
but i think you’re just right for me
you’re just right for me
i lost all my faith in love
on those stairs that november
i know it meant a lot at the time
now i can barely remember
it’s been a long time
it’s been a long time
you said i’ve been alone so long
that i’ve got big theories of lonely
and that i drag them all over town
just to look occupied
but i’m learning something
i’m doing time
red light, green light, one, two, three
have you come to conquer me?
it’s been a long time
hey i know how to take in all kinds
of heartless offers
and i’ve learned how to hand back a few
and i’ve come as close to love
as to walking on water
so what could i do with you?
what will i do with you?
i’m going out now i’ll send you some
postcards from downtown
i’ll show you all the apartments
where i got my degrees
where i’d fall like small dreams
new york is impossibly handsome
impossibly bright
but his hands are too busy
his shirts are too shiny and tight
on fridays he dances to metronomes
so he can keep counting
all night all night all night
every time that i see her
my heart ends up begging to stay
she’s been calling me to her
she tortures me every day
have you been on a joyride
say your best backslide
then rocked all night
till you’re trembling and sore?
just take me in your scented arms
new orleans i’m coming for more
oh, new orleans i’m coming for more
i know angels can lie
if it lightens your load
they’ll be stroking your cheek
but they’re speaking in code
they’ll take all your money
and then hit the road
and leave you broken and smiling
he has no use for me
he never looks in my eyes
been waking up cursing
it’s no way to live or to die
i’ve nothing of value to bring you
i come to you wasted and poor
please take me in your scented arms
new orleans i’m coming for more
oh, new orleans i’m coming for more
in the rush and the spin
in the flush of my sin
she’ll be rolling her eyes
while she beckons me in
please god, let me love truly
forgive every nation
and walk like a woman again
baby i love you
but baby i just have to go
i’ve got so much to learn
she’s got secrets i just have to know
i left my true love for you
oh just take everything
i’ll do what you want me to do
please take me in your scented arms
new orleans i’m coming for you
oh, new orleans i’m coming for you
I get high
Then I get low
I asked why
But you don’t know
The sink is full
The plants gone yellow
Oh love where did you go?
I’ve forgiven awful things
From lesser men
With weaker slings
Their stingy love
Their restless wings
Oh love where did you go?
I wonder where you are tonight
Who gave you strength
Who stole my fight
Who holds your gaze
In love’s fresh light
i’ve made love with one eye on the door
i’ve left good rooms with nothing to say
i wanted to love them
but love got in the way
i wanted to love them
but love gets in the way
and so what if everything’s changed
and so what if i’ve held out for more
i'm all wild in places i wasn’t before
i'm wild in places where i wasn’t before
so come on and make a mess of me
i won’t walk away
i'm ready as i’ll ever be
i won’t walk away
i want to be fed by you
i want to be led by you
i thought i wanted freedom
but love got in the way
i went looking for freedom
but love got in the way
so come on and make a mess of me
i won’t walk away
i'm ready as i’ll ever be
it’s the day of atonement, 2001
i’m sorry for anything i might have done
i’m sorry for everything we’ve left to do
i’m sorry we’re still so confused
well, i never had faith -
so, we’ll never be safe
we never were safe anyway
it’s just that the veil was ripped from our face
on such a beautiful day
mohammed is pacing
when he isn’t kneeling
jesus can’t talk
he’s too busy weeping
yahweh’s a mother
who sighs at the ceiling
if only they knew how good it could’ve been
it’s the day of atonement 2004
would jesus be happy we evened the score?
you hypocrites, bullies who profit from war
may your gods all spit on your graves
i say all of you gods
tell your squabbling children
whatever the color or call
they can all go to hell
(if there is such a thing)
go to hell
have it out
have a ball
mohommed is pacing
when he isn’t kneeling
jesus can’t talk
he’s too busy weeping
yahweh’s a mother
who sighs at the ceiling
if only you knew how good it could’ve been
i say all of you gods
tell your squabbling children
whatever the color or call
they can all go to hell (if there is such a thing)
go to hell
have it out
i found my love but where’s my heart?
they love you from the bottom up
your head comes all apart
my price went down my youth is gone
i hate this town my youth is gone
i went to bed a head of state
and now i mow the lawns
careful what you wish for
i had a secret small and rare
hell i had secrets everywhere
they withered in the light of love
and i don’t even care
if they want me i’ll be found
just look for me i’ll be around
i’ll be wearing friday night
a few feet off the ground
careful what you wish for
for heavy lids and whole wheat hair
your sweetest smile and lusty stare
whatever i can gather up
whatever i can spare
i found my love i lost my heart
i found my love but where’s my heart?
they love you from the bottom up
i’m lonely today
but in a good way
i’ve let my heart lead
without mercy sometimes
i’m faithful to you
and i know i will be
and i’m not always kind, but i’m trying
there’s a zydeco band
in the last sticky light
and i’m dancing with strangers, one after another
and the only thing left
to want from this night
is you dancing with me as my own sweetest lover
you’re in the city and you’re looking for desert
then you’re in the desert and you’re wishing for rain
you’re in his arms looking for comfort
he’s given you comfort and you’re wishing for pain
not another dark waltz
i dream these too often
out in the back
digging holes for our dinner
another brass tack
for the lid of my coffin
another black feather
for the wings of a sinner
you’re in the city and you’re looking for desert
then you’re in the desert and you’re wishing for rain
you’re in his arms looking for comfort
he’s given you comfort now you’re begging for pain
next time i see you
could you act like a stranger and
kiss me like you don’t know love has a chance
remember that first time
in my old apartment
whenever our feet touch the ground
i’m caught
i’m seen through
if you were a chivalrous man,
you’d know what to do
you’re a sad prince
you’re my most humble pie
and under serious oath
you’re my sweetest lie
i had a dream that you danced
just like fred astaire
i sat and watched, leaning back
as you glided on air around me
i’d do anything you want
look what you’ve done
i’d be a game that you play
much too easily won
i’m too easily won
and i don’t care
what you do
who strokes your hair
where you run off to
mill street tonight is twinkling like stars
hollywood dust under seventies cars
i miss you
i’d do anything you want
look what you’ve done
i’d be a game that you play
much too easily won
i’m too easily won
and what do you remember
after too much sweet wine;
that you woke up hungover
or that you had a good time?