"MARLON BRANDO" enough said!
• Marlon Brando with the cameraman Willy Kurant on the set of “The Night Of The Following Day” Circa 1968.

• Marlon Brando with the cameraman Willy Kurant on the set of “The Night Of The Following Day” Circa 1968.

Anonymous Ask Question:
Hello, I love your blog, and was wondering if you ever read Anna Kashfi's book on Marlon or Terita's book?

Hello anon :) thank you very much! Glad you like it :) well I have Tarita’s book and its quite interesting I haven’t finished it yet though. But Anna’s! its a vendetta! Full of crap wouldn’t waste money nor time on it.

• Marlon Brando with director Arthur Penn between takes on the set of “The Chase” Circa 1966.

• Marlon Brando with director Arthur Penn between takes on the set of “The Chase” Circa 1966.

• Marlon Brando Circa 1954.

• Marlon Brando Circa 1954.

• Marlon Brando in the dressing room during the filming of “Desirèe” Circa 1953.

• Marlon Brando in the dressing room during the filming of “Desirèe” Circa 1953.

• A rare negative footage of Marlon Brando on the set of “Julius Caesar ” Circa 1953.

• A rare negative footage of Marlon Brando on the set of “Julius Caesar ” Circa 1953.

• Marlon Brando on the set of “The Young Lions” C. 1958.

• Marlon Brando on the set of “The Young Lions” C. 1958.

Marlon Brando photographed by Cecil Beaton, 1946.
  • Marlon Brando photographed by Cecil Beaton, 1946.
• Marlon Brando and Jean Simmons in the dressing room during the filming of “Desirèe” c.1954

• Marlon Brando and Jean Simmons in the dressing room during the filming of “Desirèe” c.1954


"To see if there were vibes between Marlon and myself,  Elia Kazan put us in a room, and he whispered to me “Eva Marie, you’re home alone and your sister’s boyfriend is coming. Do not let him in the house!” So here comes adorable Marlon knocking on my door, and I did everything possible to discourage him. And somehow he got in the room, and we started talking and he put the radio on, and we started dancing. The sparks just flew. He was adorable but a little frightening…you felt he could see right through you. He gave every line reading differently, so that it was always new.”
"You could just see it in his eyes. I’ve worked with many fine actors but he was the finest.”

"To see if there were vibes between Marlon and myself,  Elia Kazan put us in a room, and he whispered to me “Eva Marie, you’re home alone and your sister’s boyfriend is coming. Do not let him in the house!” So here comes adorable Marlon knocking on my door, and I did everything possible to discourage him. And somehow he got in the room, and we started talking and he put the radio on, and we started dancing. The sparks just flew. He was adorable but a little frightening…you felt he could see right through you. He gave every line reading differently, so that it was always new.”

"You could just see it in his eyes. I’ve worked with many fine actors but he was the finest.”

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Marlon brando behind the scenes. Reflections in a golden eye. 1967

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Marlon brando behind the scenes. Reflections in a golden eye. 1967

A Candid of Marlon Brando Circa 1950.
  • A Candid of Marlon Brando Circa 1950.
Marlon Brando at Lummi Reservation,circa 1971
  • Marlon Brando at Lummi Reservation,circa 1971
Anonymous Ask Question:
Hi there :D I love your blog and I love Brando of course * faints* but I never had the opportunity to read a biography of his and I don't know much about his life so I'm gonna ask you a couple of questions if you don't mind . 1) Did Marlon really love a woman in his lifetime ? ( I know he was a womanizer :p) 2) Is it true that when he died the only piece of film memorabilia was a photo of him kissing Rita Moreno ( so I read and it impressed me cause I thought she was one of many tbh ) thanks

Hi there :D and thank u so much I aim to please :) About ur questions well I think he had fallen in love with more than just one but there is someone that always stands out when this subject is touched either in biographies I read or even his autobiography and that would be Jill.
Here is Marlon’s account about Jill in his autobiography “Songs My Mother Taught Me”:

there was one woman i loved more than any other.

i was in my early forties when i met weonna in rome. she had a part in candy and was with a friend of mine. he and i had the same rivalry i’d had with carlo fiore; we both tried to seduce each other’s girl. after he introduced me to weonna in a hotel lobby, he went off and i put it to her succinctly. “why don’t we go upstairs and fuck?” she answered, “why not? let’s go!” that was the beginning and the end of the seduction.

Excerpts from “Songs My Mother Taught Me”:

at the funeral i looked down at weonna in her coffin, put a bouquet of flowers in her hand, whispered to her that i loved her and then kissed her. i’ve missed her every day since. she gave me the gift of laughter.

Another account was mentioned by Alice Marchak’s (Marlon’s secretary and confided friend)

Excerpts from “Me and Marlon”:

Marlon had asked Jill to marry him. He suggested she pick out a ring. Instead, she opted for a ruby and emerald apple, that he had made for her, which she wore on a gold chain around her neck. Jill chose the apple for sentimental reasons. Marlon affectionately called her “the apple of my eye.”

The engagement was of short duration—the wedding bells would not be ringing.

They were en route to Tahiti via Hawaii with some friends and, as Jill recounted, they were on the balcony of the hotel. There were large waves crashing over the rocks below. Marlon was in a very surly mood; he was trying to antagonize everyone. He picked on her until he got a rise out of her. She uttered something that sent him round the bend. He went for her. He missed her, but not the ruby apple, which he tore from her neck and threw over the balcony into the sea and rocks below.

As far as Jill was concerned, the engagement was broken at that moment. There was no way the jeweled apple could be retrieved from the rocks and the sea. The attack, and loss, naturally upset her. That’s when, she confided, Marlon urged Valium on her. But she had cleaned up her act. She wasn’t going to allow him to control her ever again. And certainly not with drugs, as he had in the past. She decided she had to save herself. She couldn’t go to Tahiti with him. She returned to California. Called me. I applauded her decision. Jill left California. She didn’t say goodbye to anyone. None of her friends would tell Marlon where she was if they knew. Her mother professed not to know where her daughter was. When I spoke to her, she said Jill was saddened by not being able to let me know where she was, but she was afraid that out of loyalty to Marlon, I might tell him. It was a year before I heard of her whereabouts, but I never told Marlon.

A friend of mine, who lived in Santa Fe, had seen her. I never tried to contact Jill directly, but periodically I would call he mother to inquire about her. I wanted her to know I cared.

 Jill was away for a few years. Then one day I learned from Marlon she had returned to California. Marlon revealed that a friend had seen her and had invited her to dinner. Marlon dropped in. He didn’t tell me the reception he received, but it must have been cool, because he didn’t see her again or he would have told me. She hadn’t phoned me. I decided I’d give her space and time since it was evident after several weeks that she did not want to resume her relationship with Marlon.

Then she called. We buried the past, but the future was in doubt. She was afraid of a relationship of any kind with Marlon. She had changed, but she realized he hadn’t. And she didn’t know if she was strong enough to withstand a Brando onslaught, or even wanted to prop him up as I had through the years. We’d stay in touch. After we terminated the call, I realized I failed to obtain her telephone number.

 Marlon and I were leaving for Tahiti, Tetiaroa, for the summer. I promised myself I would call Jill upon my return. I wanted to see her again, have one of our enjoyable lunches. Vacation over, Marlon and I were on the plane en route home and Jill came to mind. It was about an eight-hour flight and during it, she came to mind several times. After the last time she flitted across my mind, I reminded myself I must contact Jill through her mother as soon as I arrived home. The thought had no sooner crossed my mind when Marlon turned to me and just above a whisper confided, “I think I’ll marry Jill. I’m going to call her when we get home.” 

It was late Friday night when I arrived home, tired from the trip and the airport. I felt Jill’s mother would be asleep; I’d call in the morning. I had thought that when Jill came to mind so many times during the trip home, she may be thinking about me, or something may be troubling her that she wanted to discuss with me. But when Marlon surprised me with his announcement about marrying Jill, I surmised he had been thinking about her and I had been picking up his thoughts.

Therefore I dismissed the strong compulsion I had to get in touch with Jill. Since Marlon slept past noon, he didn’t call Jill either. Instead, we both received a call. About Jill. Jill had been killed, mid-morning, in an automobile accident on the Ventura Freeway in the San Fernando Valley.

Marlon was inconsolable. As was I.

In Marlon’s autobiography he referred to Jill Banner as Weonna also he tells the reason they broke up was that she slept with his son to get back at him and that was the end of it but Alice tells another story and if you ask me whom to believe I’d advice u go for Alice’s account ;))

About Rita’s photo that’s what I heard as well :D