The bios I checked did say she was much married - the first time at 16 and lasting a couple of years, the second lasting eight months, and the third leaving her widowed at two months when her husband committed suicide - but after the suicide really nothing until she hooked up with Powell, whom one website describes as "the love of her life." They never married, but she also didn't marry or even fool around with anyone else after she met him, and a couple of years later she was dead.
Which, by '30s standards, is slutty.
By our standards that wouldn't leave Carrie Bradshaw much to write about.
Awful burn, expertly delivered.
I'd be pissed, but have to respect it.
But it was Hollywood, so not really all that slutty if we're grading by cultural milieu standards.
wrod. And poor Jean paid, anyways, with the whole Godawful, No Help For it type of early death thing.
Oh, yes. Dying of uremic failure looks like a thorougly unpleasant way to go.
She did a movie with William Powell, didn't she? But I think he ended up with Myrna Loy (naturally). I loved her in Bombshell and Red Dust.
I think I may need this ring: [link]
Man, I don't know what a uremic is but I hope mine keeps on working.
I don't think Fred Pete has seen the 1950 Mexican melodrama Aventurera. But he should.
I'll check it out -- TCM has a salute to Mexican cinema next month.
She did a movie with William Powell, didn't she?
At least a couple. Libeled Lady (with Spencer Tracy and Myrna Loy) comes to mind. But Clark Gable (Red Dust, Wife vs. Secretary) was the other half of her OTP.
