All photos in this post were scanned by me :-)
I know that I just posted about an autobiography yesterday, but this one is just so special that I couldn't resist posting. I was very excited (as you all probably know) to see "The Lonely Life" by Bette Davis under the big green tree this year. With Julie Andrews reading done and dusted, I started to read this properly around two weeks ago and finished it on Monday. I feel like I haven't posted about Bette in ages. I think the last post I did about her films was before the new year... HOW COULD THIS BLOG HAVE GONE BY NEARLY TWO MONTHS WITHOUT A BETTE DAVIS POST???!!! Ah well, I'm making up for it now. I got some more of her films for Christmas and totaling up my collection I now have 19 of her films. I think I have gone over all of them before, except The Star, but I'll save that for a later post. I have only summed up the early part of Bette's life, the later is quite well known, and there is lots to write!
Ruth Elizabeth Davis was born during a thunderstorm on the 5th of April 1908 (about ninety years before moi) in Lowell Massachusetts. Her mother - also named Ruth - was Bette's saviour throughout her childhood. Just eighteen months after Bette was born, she gave birth to Bette's sister Barbara. Nicknamed Bobby, the new baby was a welcome playmate for Bette, who was becoming very much a perfectionist child. If she had even a tiny crease in her dress, she would scream and bawl and her mother would have to fetch a new one. Bette's father was tough lawyer, Harlow Morrell Davis, who, "regarded children as only a necessary evil." One night while they were sat in their garden looking up at the stars, he said, "Do you see all the stars in the sky?" to which she replied, "Yes, I see them." Expecting a sweet thought or explanation from her father, he said, "Good. Just look at the night sky and you will remember how utterly unimportant you are."
Within a few years, Harlow left Ruthie and her two children (now both names shortened to "Betty" and "Bobby") to fend for themselves. Ruthie got a job as a photographer in New York and they all moved there and the children had their first proper schooling experience since the summer camp they were sent to while Ruthie was training. Bette was the belle of every ball, and for entertainment every night, Ruthie would pull up their blinds and turn the lights off, and with popcorn and sweets, they would watch the escapades of their neighbors across the road.
|I love this photo. My dad told me I looked a little like her in this pic the other day. Yay!|
|In a school production. I'm so jealous. We don't get half as much greenery as they did in our shows.|
|In desperate need of this outfit.|
I would recommend this to anyone. It's a bit tricky to lay your hands on - they do sell them on Amazon, but they are a bit pricey!