Bombshell: The Hedy Lamarr Story Page #2
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- 2017
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I think it was the first time
anybody had ever done that.
I mean, in some ways,
it was analogous to a sex tape.
This was so scandalous
and really marked her
as this certain type of woman.
I don't know
if you ever saw that.
I don't believe I have.
There was a scene
but it was cut so that it
showed that it was
a very hot sex scene,
which it wasn't.
You must have seen
a picture of that, right?
Yes, ma'am.
And I said, "Why do I have
to put my arms together?"
And they said,
"Don't ask so many questions."
"If you don't do what I say
then I put the needle
through the couch
so you do what I tell you."
And I was...
I didn't want to make any
commotion, so I did that.
And when I came back to Vienna
my father... I mean...
it was horrendous.
He wanted to kill me
practically.
What I did though...
right after that
I said, "I'll show them."
Fritz Kreisler
composed a musical called
'Elisabeth of Austria, '
the Queen of Austria,
and I had a big, big, big
success with that.
On stage.
I had ovations
and my father cried.
And then I got married
right after that.
Hedwig, as an actress,
drew, of course,
the attention of many people,
and one of those was
a man named Fritz Mandl.
I was married to
a munitions tycoon in Austria!
He is the Henry Ford of Austria.
He, at that point,
is 14 years her senior.
He is allied with the Nazis
because he's
an armaments manufacturer.
As it is the same today,
a lot of wealthy men would like
to decorate themselves
with beautiful women,
and I think she was,
for a minute,
fascinated with that as well.
We had a country house
with 25 guest rooms.
And we went hunting.
And I loved that.
Do you know guns?
Yes.
I had a Browning
and I shot a stag into the neck
350 meters.
Meters? Very long.
I'm a good shot
so be careful!
Hedy was Mandl's armpiece
at the banquets that he served
for admirals
in the German and Italian Navy.
She sat there and it was
her job to be beautiful,
but she was bored
out of her mind.
Fritz Mandl was,
by German measures, Jewish,
and therefore,
Hitler was concerned
not to be seen with him,
and I doubt very much
if Hitler was a guest
at one of their houses,
but Mussolini was.
I assume that
your first husband
was supplying arms to the...
To the Germans.
But he never let me in on...
He never even let me
come into the factory.
I disturbed the people.
I didn't know why...
Fritz did not like the effect
that his beautiful wife had
on other men.
He was immensely jealous
and paranoid about his wife.
He was constantly convinced
that she might be having
an affair.
The big mistake
my husband at the time did
he bought up prints of that...
dumb picture!
Mandl had the problem
of this film,
this dirty picture
which he tried to buy up,
and they started cranking
them out by the dozens,
and he eventually gave up
because, obviously,
they could make as many copies
as he chose to buy.
He turned out to be someone
who had the maids listen in
on her phone calls.
She had everything
she could ever want,
except the one thing that
Hedwig Kiesler always wanted
which was freedom.
By 1937,
the war was inevitable,
and she was
in a desperate situation.
Because after all,
Hitler had everything
in the palm of his hand.
When Ecstasy was released,
Hitler told the American press
he was banning it
because the lead actress
was Jewish.
Jewish people were not allowed
out on streets
at certain times of the day
and, gradually,
they were denied
more and more civil rights.
And this is one thing that led
to Hedy's father Emil's death
was his stress and worry
about what was happening.
He died suddenly
from a heart attack.
And I think that was
the turning point for her.
Deep traumatic experiences
change us,
and she came out the other side
remembering what her father
had advised her from childhood:
"Be yourself.
Choose and take what you want,"
which was certainly
Hedy's quality all her life.
There are stories,
whether they're apocryphal
or not,
who knows, but almost like
a prison escape.
Hedy had people watching her
all the time.
There was no way
to break loose.
So, one night,
they were having a dinner party,
and my mother
helped choose the maids
and caretakers,
and so she found someone
that looked like her a lot
'cause she had this in mind.
So, she had
this sleeping powder,
and she made this tea
and she switched the cups
with the maid,
and the maid drank it
and kind of fell asleep.
Now my mother's all ready.
She took all her jewels,
put 'em in the lining
of her coats.
She put on the maid's costume.
She jumped on her bicycle
and rode off.
My parents had friends
in England.
So I went there.
Pre-war London
was a safe haven.
Hedy spent several months there
trying to figure out
her next steps.
We one day went to a movie.
I forgot even what it was.
And they happened
to have a lion.
You know, Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer.
So I said,
"Oh I want to be in that!"
She quickly found
an American film agent.
Somebody took me to a hotel
and there was
a little man there.
I didn't know who he was,
what he was.
I couldn't speak English,
obviously.
Louis B. Mayer
was the little man.
That was Louis B. Mayer?
With his entourage, yeah.
Louis B. Mayer,
of Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer,
had come to Europe to buy up
all the actors and actresses
who were escaping Nazi Germany.
He figured he could take them
back to Hollywood
and enslave them in
his Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer empire
for a cheap price.
He offered her $125 a week
and reminded her
that she had to keep
her clothes on.
And she said, "I'm sorry,
that's not good enough,"
and walked out.
She impressed him, I'm sure.
People didn't usually turn down
Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer.
But minutes
after she walked out,
she had second thoughts
and quickly booked passage
on the Normandie,
the ship Mayer was sailing
back to New York.
She, I think,
probably rather cleverly
made sure that she saw him
about the decks
in her tennis clothes
and so forth,
in her bathing suit.
On the first
or second night out,
Hedy went
to her very modest cabin
and pulled out
her designer couturier gown
and she put on
the last baubles that she owned
and she walked
through the dining room
of the Normandie,
past Louis B. Mayer's table.
There's Douglas Fairbanks Jr.
sitting right there,
and his eyes are glued
to Hedy Lamarr,
as are the eyes
of every man and woman
in that dining room.
And Louis B. Mayer knew
he had to have her.
He snapped his fingers
and I didn't know why,
I didn't know what...
all of a sudden
I got $500 every week.
Hedy Kiesler,
Hedy Kiesler, Kiesler.
We gotta do something
about the name.
So, Louis B. Mayer's wife
was there and she said,
"Well, Barbara La Marr
is one of my favorites.
Why not Hedy Lamarr?"
Lamarr, the sea, perfect.
Let's be Hedy Lamarr.
She didn't speak
a word of English.
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