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March 20, 2011


michael c

another great, entertaining article. Thanks for writing this. Errol Flynn's dad was well-regarded
biologist who spent time in Tasmania. He wrote articles on the reproductive phenomena of marsupials.


Another good book on Flynn & friends & their shennanigans is Gregory William Mank's "Hollywood's Hellfire Club"




It was probably the most exciting thing that had ever happened in Vancouver until that point. My mom was a beautiful young thing at the time and was at that party; she still remembers the evening quite well.

Michael Powers

Since Flynn was actually Tasmanian, not Irish, I'm not sure offhand whether or not he'd actually spent time on a London stage despite spurious studio publicity that he was Irish (I suppose this was before the same studio's cartoon Tasmanian Devil made Tasmania a household word). He had played Fletcher Christian before Clark Gable in an Australian movie called "In the Wake of the Bounty" prior to coming to Hollywood, which no one he ever told about it believed (it does exist).

His thrilling memoir, which reads like something out of Robert Louis Stevenson, makes fascinating reading, especially the New Guinea headhunter reminiscences, although the veracity of both his and his best friend Niven's autobiographies have sometimes been called into question; Niven supposedly used many of Cary Grant's best anecdotes and simply switched them to apply to himself, perhaps a way of getting back at his pal Grant for being offered every role first that Niven coveted throughout their careers. (Cary Grant, except for a brief rough patch during Brando's heyday in the early '50s, was offered almost everything he was remotely right for before anyone else, and so many writers envisioned him as their lead character, such as Raymond Chandler with Philip Marlowe, that one wouldn't be far wrong to assume it of practically any novel involving a sophisticated man written between 1936 through around 1980 unless specifically told otherwise.)

I enjoyed this new Nesteroffian account of Flynn's weirdly childish voyeurism fully realized in every way, an intriguing insight into how one man used all the fame and money in the world while he had it. I never thought Flynn was a terribly strong actor, he was certainly good in his signature role of Robin Hood but I like Fairbanks' earlier rendition better and wonder what James Cagney, the original first choice for the part, might have done with it; Cagney never really played a chandelier-swinging character remotely like Robin Hood if you think about it but he was such a sensational actor that I would love to have seen him do it.

The most famous Flynn tale is the one about spiriting the corpse of John Barrymore (Drew Barrymore's grandfather, the most acclaimed actor of his day, similarly to Brando currently only on a much grander scale) out of its funeral home for an interesting evening but I don't know what the final verdict is on whether or not that actually occurred.

Flynn also played Barrymore in "Too Much, Too Soon," a movie about the disastrous life of Barrymore's daughter Diana Barrymore, and it was one of his best performances, although I wish all his dialogue could have been looped by Hans Conreid, whose voice was almost precisely the same as John Barrymore's. Diana Barrymore, by the way, looked exactly like her niece Drew Barrymore: look her up in Google Images but be sure you're sitting down when you do.


Confidental was sued by so many of these actors and celebrities, and usually lost in court. And years later, some of the allegations were found out to be true, such in the case of Liberace & Rock Hudson, did their family have to return any damage money? And did people who might have not told the truth about whatever, be later found guilty of perjury?

I'm not saying they weren't entitled to a private life. They most certainly were. But, perjury is always wrong in a court of law.


Rick Nelson bought Flynn's house in the '70s and continued to live there until his death. It has since been torn down.

arthur leete

errol when still a schoolboy boarder was sneaking out after dark to have affairs with housemaids, etc. The school tried to stop him with security screens but errol outwitted them
until it was realised that he was jumping down from a window to a garden bed below which broke his fall, then climbing back up a drainpipe.
they laid sheets of roofing iron on the garden and were rewarded with a crash and errols loud cursing, he had been caught at last.

this story was still being told years later when I was a pupil there

Bill Worrell

Like so much written about errol Flynn, the warts story is a total lie.

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bob manna

bad errol as i called him was and is my man as we say on the streets long may he live

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