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Deanna Durbin-Lewis Howard "Esta es la fecha" (It´s a date) 1940, de William A. Seiter.

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Horror Island (1941)

"Don't be frightened, folks, it's just Morgan's ghost. He resents our coming here."

"Not any more than I do."

[theblondeatthefilm]

It’s A Date (1940)

Deanna Durbin (born Edna Mae Durbin) was a child star who made her first film appearance at the age of fourteen in the short film Every Sunday (1936) with Judy Garland, another child actor whom you…

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Helen Parrish-Dennis O´Keefe-Lewis Howard “I´m nobody´s sweetheart now” 1940, de Arthur Lubin.

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Lewis Howard 

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I've talked a little bit before about how forgotten artists make me terribly sad, because all their potential and talent has been completely lost in time and that's something that I can't bear thinking about. So I'm seriously upset about this little Hollywood story I found yesterday night.

I randomly popped in this movie I recorded a while back, a schmaltzy but pleasant retelling of Cinderella called First Love, starring Deanna Durbin. The one castmember that got my attention was the guy who played Deanna's lazy cousin (who's actually a stand-in for one of the evil stepsisters, together with his vain sister). That's him on the left, with Durbin and Robert Stack who played Prince Charming. First Love is his first movie. I thought he was hilarious and looked him up to see if I had seen him in anything else. Turns out I've seen him in Hellzapoppin' and he had a small uncredited role in My Sister Eileen.

Also turns out that this guy, Lewis Howard, shot himself in the face before a crowd in a Broadway shooting gallery. He somehow survived and begged the crowd to finish him off, and later that same day died in a hospital. He was desperate because his career was going nowhere. He was only 32.

Jesus Christ why.

You can't possibly imagine how upset I was. It got me thinking how I can enjoy his 70 year old performance after he's been gone so long and in such a tragic way and what would he think if he knew that 70 years later a random guy watching his film on a computer in a small Italian town found him charming and funny and wanted to see more of him, and was terribly saddened by his fate.

Film is so weird. That's some sort of immortality right then and there, and yet it's still so volatile and can be forgotten in an instant. Like, I don't even remember why I recorded the film in the first place, and it doesn't look like the most popular of films. But somehow every now and then someone watches this little romantic nonsense and finds Lewis Howard amusing and his art lives a little bit longer, even though he took his own life thinking that he was meaningless as an artist.

My gods that is horribly sad.

Well, Lewis. It's a shame you will never know this. But you were good, and even if it's just a random guy who lives an ocean apart from your home, there's somebody who will remeber you.

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