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2017 – Lover for eternity

I discovered someone wrote a fiction article containing 23,500 words about Rudolph Valentino. I thoroughly enjoyed reading this very much and would love to tell the author “LadyLetty” thank you for writing this…

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10356555?view_full_work=true

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15 Mar 1922 – My thoughts on Women By Rudolph Valentino, Photoplay Magazine

All women are divided into two classes in the mind of a man. Often they are so mixed up that you do not know which is which until you go down very deep. Then it does not matter, for in an affair of amour a counterfeit is often better than the real thing. In my poor English, let me say that there are what I would call joy-women and duty-women. Now understand, the joy woman may be very good and the duty woman might even be bad. That is just their relation to man. The first kind are the kind that you want to take with you on your joyful carefree wanderings into life’s highways and byways. The other are the women who are possibilities to share the principal things of life – home, family, and children.  For a wife, a man should pick out a woman who is pretty, has a good disposition, and is domestically inclined. They are very rare now, I admit. One is too apt to be deceived by their easy method of comradeship. Let her be your inferior, if possible. Then she will be happy with you. It is much more essential to marriage that a woman be happy in it than a man. I do not mean a butterfly that flits from beauty parlor to beauty parlor. But a good woman who has the old-fashioned virtues. We Europeans do not expect too much of one woman. The difficulty with love and marriage in this country is that the man has let the game get out of his hand. A woman can never have a happy love affair with a man unless he is her superior. It just can’t be done. The love affair where the woman is the stronger in mind and knowledge is always a tragedy or a farce. I do not like women who know too much. Remember, it was from the serpent that Eve was given that apple from the Tree of Knowledge. Just so I would make the Tree of Knowledge of Life today – forbidden to women. If they must eat of it, let them do so in secret and burn the core. Do not misunderstand this that I say. I do not mean this in regards to intelligence, to education, even to position. The more cultured and accomplished a woman is, the more exquisite she is to love, the more like gold that is soft to touch and handle. With her, all is delicate and attractive, all is beautiful and fine, her mind is attuned to beauty – and beauty is of itself a religion. No, when I speak thus of an inferior – a superior – I mean in experience of life, in power to do, in ways to love. The man may be a digger in the ditch, and the woman a teacher in the school, but he is the master of her if he knows more of the world than she does. It is not becoming that a woman should know the world. It is not proper that a lady should of to places or to things where she acquires this knowledge. If she knows these things, she must be clever enough to conceal her knowledge, like the girl who can swim a mile, yet with much grace and helplessness she allows me to teach her swimming. How completely the modern woman in America tries to destroy romance. How ugly and cut-and-dry is has become – love. Either it must be marriage or it must be ugly scandal. The brilliant, absorbing, delightful, dangerous, innocent – sometimes – sport of life, how it goes. She knows too much about life and too little about emotion. She knows all of the bad and none of the good about passion. She has seen everything, felt nothing. She arouses in me disgust.Sometimes a man may feel that he would rather a woman had done many, many bad things – read bad things – and yet been delicate, and quiet and dignified, than to see her common. If the bloom has been rubbed from the peach, let her paint it back on with an artistic hand. Should I try again to find me a wife, I say, let me find one who wishes to have children and who when she has had them, wishes to take care of them. That is the proper test for a good woman who is to share the side of your life. No other woman can ever mean to a man what his children’s mother means to him – if she does not lot herself get fat and ugly and old. No man can love a woman who lets herself get fat, and careless and unpleasant. He must constantly make comparisons of her with the beautiful young girls about. A wife’s first duty is to keep her husband from making comparisons.  Of all the women I have known, the Frenchwomen are the most nearly perfect. No matter what their age or class may be, they have that touch of domesticity, that sweet and gentle something that lends a delicacy even to the wildness of the senses. Thy know how to amuse, how to touch the heart, they have the sixth sense of pleasing a man with their perfection. And they are so very well dressed. All of them.  American women are terribly pretty. Even when they are quite ugly, they are pretty. They are always rather well dressed. And they always behave as though they were beautiful. Which gives them great poise. But they lack softness, they lack feminine charm and sweetness. You cannot imagine them doing their bits of sewing, washing, mending, and what not. They dazzle but they do not warm. They are magnificent when they are dressed up, but I never have seen one who was likewise at ease and delicious and feminine in the kitchen or the nursery. They are so restless, too. Nothing interferes with romance like restlessness. It destroys those subtle shadings that are the very breath of its life. I do not blame the women for all this. I blame the American man. He cannot hold a woman, dominate and rule her. Naturally things have come to a pretty pass. He is impossible as a lover. He cares nothing for pleasing the woman. He is not master in his own house. He picks and nags about little things, and then falls down in big ones.  I love the dainty, little woman, who plays seriously at being domestic. She fascinates me. Everything womanly, distinctly feminine, in a woman, appeals to me. I adore her bird-like ways, her sweet pretenses, her delicious prettiness. I love her almost as one loves a cunning child, and when to this is added the filipe of sex, she becomes perfect. I do not like in her flippant, cold-blooded little tricks, but those soft, lovable ways of a little woman, those melting, helpless little ways of hers — that bring tears to your eyes and fire to your lips. Then there is the silent, mysterious woman who fences divinely. Who knows silently and secretly the secrets of the couquette — that last art of woman, in always leaving herself an opportunity to retreat. Who has always at hand that last weapon of woman — surrender. The greatest asset to a woman is dignity. It is her shield. With it, she may commit indiscretions that a vulgar puritan could never attempt. Dignity in a woman always puzzles a man. He likes it. He admires it. He feels confidence in the woman who displays it. He knows that she will never make a fool of herself or of him.

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19 Feb 1922

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16 April 1922 – Has Chuletas

Chuletas? Yep Rudolph Valentino’s got em. There not a new variety of smallpox or anything contagious. However, just very fancy sideburns that are a feature of the stars get-up as the bull-fight hero of “Blood and Sand”.  They’re super-sideburns one might say, swooping almost half an inch below the bottom of the ear, They are a sign distinguishing the champion matador from the less notable of the bull-fighting clan.  For where a banderilla or a picador is allowed sideburns that slip gingerly halfway down to the ear it is the matador alone who may indulge in the luxury of a hirasute adornment covering a good portion of each side of the face.  While they are a valuable and finishing touch-up to his makeup as the main character. Valentino is not in favor of “chuletas” as a regular thing. His favorite safety is all set to do telling damage when the end of the picture allows a return to the normalcy of a clean shave

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6 Nov 1921 Dancing Idol from Italy

Rudolph Valentino the celebrated young dancer who has the leading male role in “The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse and in “The Conquering Power” Rex Ingram’s productions, found his way to fame and fortune through his nimble feet. Things happened swiftly for him in New York. Soon he was busy teaching Broadway’s regulars his graceful steps. He appeared at Rector’s as a dancing partner of Bonnie Glass. Following this engagement with one in the Winter Garden and a long term contract in Vaudeville. Valentino’s first picture appearance was with Mae Murry in “The Big Little Person” and “The Delicious Little Devil”. He appeared in numerous other pictures including “Eyes of Youth”, “Man-Woman Marriage. When Rex Ingram began casting for a suitable player to enact the difficult role of Julio of “The Four Horsemen” he immediately sought Valentino. His splendid portrayal of the part, caused him to be selected by Madame Nazimova to support her in the product of “Camille” in which he appears in the role of Armand. In “The Conquering Power” which was adapted by June Mathis from Balzac’s “Eugenie Grandet” Valentino portrayed the dandified hero, Charles Grandet.

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15 Nov 1925 Pola Negri Beauty Recipe

Pola Negri tells me her keeping young recipe includes an early to bed program, lots of fresh air imbibed in the pursuit of tennis, horseback riding and swimming. NO candy and no smoking. She does not smoke because she believes it will spoil the complexion and teeth. Bodily and facial massage twice a week is on her program. For the benefit of those correspondents who deluge Pola Negri with queries about where and how she had her plastic surgery done, she begs publicity be given the fact that her face never has been skinned, lifted or otherwise surgically treated. Her nose, too, has been carefully guarded from any surgical knife. Not all the Hollywood colony, would make such declamatory remarks about face lifting. One learns the work has become profitable here. One learns the names of the surgeons, but they won’t tell on their patients. If the patients confide to anyone it must be to their father confessors.

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12 Sep 1925

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15 Nov 1967 – Valentino Ring Sold in Auction

Portland Maine was the scene of a recent auction featuring a very famous ring by Silent Film Star Rudolph Valentino who has been dead for more than 40 years, but he has not been forgotten. Mrs. Homer Strong, Rochester, NY purchased the ring he wore in the movies for $1000. A clerk said the ring, containing a black intaglio of a man on horseback on a heavy hand hammered platinum mounting, would be worth about $250 without the Valentino connection.

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21 Feb 1928 – June Mathis Mother Bobs Hair at 85

If allegations in litigation are correct. Mrs. Millie Hawkes of New York at 85 bobs and dyes her hair, has 50 pairs of shoes and five fur coats.  She is the mother of the late June Mathis, scenario writer, and is suing for half of an estate of $50,000 under an undated will. Silvano Balboni, her son-in-law avers he is maintaining her in luxury. Mrs Hawkes says your never too old to continue looking your best.

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10 Sep 1935 – Balboni Back to Stay

Following the death of his wife June Mathis, five years ago. Silvano Balboni returned to his native Italy to produce films.  But he is back now to supervise the technical details of Edward Small’s picture “The Melody Lingers ON” which has an Italian locale, and he intends to remain. Balboni started photographing movies in 1910 – he is 40 now and later he directed several pictures here and in England. While working in London, he induced a young stock actor to try the films. The actor was Ronald Coleman, Miss Mathis was a noted scenarist and the discoverer of Rudolph Valentino.

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14 Apr 1928 – Silvano Balboni Will Get Estate of June Mathis

The entire $100,000 estate of the late June Mathis, prominent scenarist, will go to her husband, Silvano Balboni, motion picture director, under a decision filed today in Judge Crail’s court.  Balboni’s attorneys stated the director would care for Mrs. Millie Hawkes, 85 grandmother of Miss Mathis, who lost a life interest because she contested the will. Last year,  Mrs. Hawkins sued the director in court for $50,000. The director in-turn told the court she already lives in luxury with five fur coats and 50 shoes. Also, discovered during the contest that the will bore a printed dateline and was therefore, not entirely in Miss Mathis’ hand. ON this ground the will was declared void and the husband was made sole beneficiary.

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8 Nov 1925 – Pola Entertains

Pola Negri entertained in honor of Michael Arlen with a dinner dance at the Biltmore. As predicted this was the very beginning of emerald no to say very verdant social affairs in Cinema land, where charming people have gathered the past week and worn “green hats”. Miss Negri’s affair was distinguished and comme il faut as those of this delightful hostess always are. The Arlenesque motif was emphasized more than in the green hats in which green ice cream was served. In a gown of pale green duchess satin trimmed with rhinestones and black velvet wearing emeralds and diamonds as adorning jewels, the hostess received thirty guests in an embowered suite, the prevailing flowers being bronze and yellow chrysanthemums arranged with a profusion of maidenhair fern to give again the green motif. Training the cloth of the long table were thirty yards of ribbon made from saucy-faced pansies pale yellow roses and maidenhair. Green candles marked the table at intervals in jade and alabaster candlesticks. Dining and dancing were the order of the evening and among those who participated in the festivity in addition to the hosts and honor guest was Rudolph Valentino, Mr & Mrs. Charles Eyton, Mr. & Mrs. Frank Elliot, Mr & Mrs. Manuel Reachi, Mr. & Mrs. St Clair, MAJ Fullerton Weaver, Sid Grauman, M. Cimini, Mme Cimini, Ralph Block. Following the day of Miss Negri’s party, Mr. and Mrs. Frank Borzage were host and hostess at the usual Sunday morning bridle-path party. But this time the affair was in honor of the lion of Cinemaland, whose roar is assiduously sought. At least, until another lion comes this way. After a long cantor through Griffith Park bridle paths an outdoor buffet breakfast was served in the park. Glimpsed along the autumn paths in addition to Mr. Arlen and the hosts were Bebe Daniels, Mrs. Phyllis Daniels, Rudolph Valentino, Mr. and Mrs. Harold Lloyd, Ben White, Marie Mosquini, Mrs. Joseph Sanders, Ed Kane, Mr. and Mrs., William Howard, William Collier, Irving Thalberg, Mrs. H.G. Rogers, Kathleen Clifford, M.P. Illich, Ray Owens. Following the return canter the entire party gathered at the Borzage home where they were joined by Julia Faye, Mr. and Mrs. Dave Butler, Roy Stewart, Mr. Borzage’s brother William who contributed to the incidental musical entertainment featured throughout the day. Luncheon was served buffet.

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31 Oct 1976 – In His Hometown Rudolph Valentino Still Is A Legend

Rudolph .Valentino dressed as an Argentine Gaucho cuts in on a couple on the danced floor, knocks the man down and sweeps the girl into his arms for a slow tango followed by a kiss. Later, as a sheik he wraps his arms around the woman he enslaved and carries her off to his tent in the desert. Only a few here still recall the scenes, but no matter Valentino was the most famous son of  this town of 16,000 in southern Italy. Recently the locals got together in a movie  theater to mark the anniversary of his death of 31 to see him again in “The Sheik” and “Blood and Sand” and to defend him against suggestions that the great lover was not really a great lover. The mayor, Gabriel Semeraro, announced a program of grants for students who want to help clear up any doubts about Valentino. He made it clear that people in Castellaneta were not too happy with some of the things being said about the local boy who made so good. “Some writers and others, are again casting aspersions and are trying  to denigrate him by questioning his virility” said Michele Gravina, a city official”. “They won’t succeed. If people are still talking about Valentino 50 years after his death there has to be something to the myth”. It is difficult not to talk about Valentino here, even if his name is not a household word among the young. There is a ceramic statue of him, dressed as a sheik, that sits along the promenade; the Valentino Bar; the plaque on the house on Via Roma, where he was born; the Valentino laundry; the Rudy Bar; and the Valentino movie theater now showing an adults-only epic called “The Niece of the Priest”. Moreover, there is the couch in the apartment of Rita Maidarizzi. She is 72 and remembers when young Rudolph Guglielmi as he was known then, used to visit her family in the second floor apartment on Via Ospedale where she still lives. And she remembers a day in 1925, when he returned for a brief visit to sip some coffee, eat some biscuits, and talk about his success in the 12 years since he immigrated. “He used to drink out of these cups”, she said as she poured coffee for visitors. “He used to sleep in that bed over there, because he always had trouble with his father and liked to come over here. And he often sat on that couch. “When he died 50 years ago, women came from all over to sit on that couch and weep. Sometimes they went on like idiots”. Miss Maidarizzi, who keeps a file of newspaper clippings on Valentino said the number of tourists have declined over the years. Few come now and ask permission to go through her house. Mr. and Mrs. Vito Staffieri, who lived in the home in which Valentino was born, also are untroubled by visitors, despite the plaque outside. “We bought the house 15 years ago,” said Staffieri a farm worker. “An American knocked on the door a couple of years ago and asked to see Valentino’s bedroom. We let him in”.

 

 

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Medal for Acting

Rudolph Valentino announced yesterday he would present each year a handsome gold medal to the motion picture actor or actress who gives the best performance of the year.

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