Jean Harlow and Paul Bern
I just watched this film from beginning to end for the very first time. That in itself is a shame. The picture was lovely and I certainly appreciate films about Hollywood of old. I feel this movie's loosely based on the relationship between the childlike sex goddess Jean Harlow, who was a mere child of 26 when she died. In ways she was much like the woman in this film. She had dreams of a fairy tale marriage and didn't sleep around. She met this Paul Bern fellow. None of her friends or family could see what she saw in this rather homely, effeminate looking gentleman other than the fact that he was kind to her and didn't treat her like a sex toy and never forced her into any sexual corners. She thought she had found her Prince..so.. she married him. On their wedding night, he could not perform. He didn't tell her of his affliction before the wedding. He attacked her one night in a fit of frustrated rage and she ran to a friend's house beaten and bruised and with bite marks on personal parts of her body. When they came back to the house Paul Bern was dead. He had killed himself by gunshot to the head out of disgust for himself and sexual shame. He left a note.
It's a one-legged race to the liquor store
It's just a hop, skip and jump into the tomb