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Recent John goodies I got! 2 playbills and a copy of the Chicago Sunday Tribune :)

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"das Herz ist gebrochen"

Conrad Veidt as Ayan, Maharajah of Bengal.

From "Das Indische Grabmal" - 1921

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Photography by Gina Iacob.

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WHAT😍

Martha Mansfield-John Barrymore "Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde" 1920, de John S. Robertson.

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The ultimate beautiful man✨🥺

Remembering John Barrymore on his birthday, here in MAYTIME (‘37)

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Z u n g e

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"ich fühle also

leider bin ich "

- Till Lindemann, from " In Stillen Nächsten " 2013

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Oh yes, the "I CAN FIX HIM" aesthetic... c:

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I would like to make a “Till Lindemann in the ‘Radio’ video” appreciation post because he’s a TRULY piece of art. He’s basically walking art and you can’t nor won’t change my mind…

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John Barrymore, Conrad Veidt & Béla Lugosi as well c:

curing my daddy issues with cillian murphy>>>

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A 5-Minute Talk with Conrad Veidt (1931)

In the last few weeks we have had numerous calls to our editorial phone: “Tell me, please, is it possible that I saw Conrad Veidt on the street today? Can he really be in Vienna or did I hallucinate?”

No, it wasn’t an illusion. As you may know, Conny no longer plays phantoms. You likely did see him turning around Sirk-Ecke or crossing Schwarzenbergplatz at the broad, noon daylight, and not his ghost.

For seven weeks, Conrad Veidt has set up his headquarters in Vienna, so to speak. His beautiful young wife and his daughter Vera Viola Maria, or Kiki for short, live in a Vienna Ringstrasse hotel. Even Kiki’s dog. And in front of the entrance is Conny’s wonderfully big touring car, parked day in and day out.

But he’s been mostly out and about; out on a major tour through Yugoslavia, Hungary, Czechoslovakia and Romania with his own ensemble to perform Alfred Savoir’s comedy, “Er,” which he had already played in Berlin and Vienna with such extraordinary success. Conrad Veidt seems to have lost count of all the cities, large and small, which the tour has taken him. Here in Vienna, it would be only a few hours drive for him to visit his family from many of the tour stops. It’s for this reason, the Veidts have temporarily relocated– such trips to Berlin would not have been possible.

It goes without saying that such a tour would be a somewhat stressful affair. Long train rides during the day, performances in the evening and a different, unfamiliar hotel room every night. The most recent stop was Chernivtsi, and Conrad Veidt had twenty-five hours of uninterrupted express train travel just behind him. There is no time to really rest, because tomorrow he would continue to Switzerland for the last leg of the tour.

It was a material sacrifice to prefer a stage tour to a film engagement, but despite this, and all the hardships of being on the road, Conrad Veidt says, “it was worth it.”

This guest tour was the most concentrated abundance of frenetic storms of applause and touching signs of sympathy that he has ever experienced. And that says something about Conny’s popularity.

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“After all, I thought this tour was a risk,” says Conrad Veidt. “The public in these many cities, which never had the opportunity to see me personally, knew me as a shadow on the screen, an illusion. Realizing illusions is always a dangerous undertaking; people’s expectations can be difficult to live up to. If I succeed, however, the bond is much more intense than before. For the sake of this chance, I took the risk. And I really got the impression that I did not disappoint my many unknown friends. I very much hope that from now on my film appearances will be twice as vivid to them.

My next plan? After the Swiss guest performance, I’ll come back to Vienna for a few more days. I’d like to work out the terms for my next collaboration with Director Jahn, and do another guest appearance at the Komödie. It is only a matter of choosing a suitable piece, really. But that’s not as easy as it sounds. If we manage to find it, that project will start in mid-January. By then my next work, the Rasputin film, will be finished.”

I express my astonishment that Conrad Veidt wants to play this role, since he had formally renounced “demonry,” once and for all. But the artist vigorously contradicts my assumption about the role.

“Rasputin was only a demon in the imagination of his opponents or the misinformed public. In truth, he must have been a very clever, interesting, humorous person. To be one of the only people to urge the tsar to not make war with Germany, if you only knew that historically authenticated fact about him, he had to appear in a sympathetic light. A number of first-hand accounts have support this statement, which make you believe he was a misunderstood character deserving of sympathy. And that he loved women also speaks for him.

So my Rasputin will by no means be some scary monster. Hopefully he will be a very human and lively personality. The fact that the well-known Russian writer Osip Dymov, who personally knew Rasputin and the people around him, wrote the script was a major draw for me to play this role.

After Rasputin I’ll be shooting a film in Paris and then one in London. Negotiations are also pending with Hollywood. But in Hollywood, nothing is certain, so I may be getting a bit ahead of myself… ”

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As the hashtag says, I really felt bad about myself for loving ✨The General✨ in this film oh my...

Conrad Veidt as General Kurt von Kolb in Escape (Mervyn LeRoy, 1940)

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YES

Reblog if you think Gerard Butler has an absolutely wonderful voice and played the perfect Phantom

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The Phantom of the Opera - art by André Castaigne (1911)

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I feel you, dear Flake 🖤

"And Till’s voice touched my heart—it didn’t even matter what he was singing."

— Christian "Flake" Lorenz, first Till Lindemann's fan in Rammstory

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He understood everything 🖤✨

““I am told so often that I have come to believe it - almost - that I am regarded as a screen lover. Why, I wonder? I have not specialised in this either. But for the admiration I get from women, I am grateful. I feel diffident when they write to me in terms of deepest affection. But the diffidence is submerged by a deeper feeling of pleasure and humility. Women don’t do this just because you are a film star whom they imagine to be a great lover. It is because in some small way you have been privileged to bring, perhaps for just a moment, some spark of romance or glamour into their lives. I receive letters which say something like this: ‘Before I saw your shadow performances I was unhappy. There seemed nothing in life for me. In some way you have given me something to live for.’ Nobody could help being humble before such a confession.””

— –Conrad Veidt

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This is so touching, honest, and a lot more. It made me cry and laugh because it's exactly how I imagined he was... Nothing but an angel instead of a demon, a man after all, a gentleman🖤

By detailing his very ordinary home life, this essay was Conny’s humorous attempt to exorcise his demonic public image.

The Demon and Yours Truly

by Conrad Veidt, printed by Revues des Monat, April 1927

Conrad Veidt sends us the following essay from Hollywood, which he accidentally took with him. This essay has information about his demonic properties. But he also wants to remind us so that the German audience, to whom he owes his world fame, does not forget him in the meantime.

I’m accused of being a demon.

No, really, I get 50-80 letters every morning and most of them start with:

“Oh, Prince Rajah, I will never forget your demonic eyes!”

Or…

“I would like to kiss Orlac’s sick hands, kiss them until they strangle me…”

Or…

“You vampire, your gait resembles a tiger!”

Or…

No, no further.

It’s truly wonderful to be popular, but these accusations couldn’t be further from the truth.

I can already hear an excited woman’s voice whispering, “What a demon!”

That good girl probably had seen me in a movie where I killed some women. And so, the demon’s mark of Cain is burned upon my forehead. My dear fans and admirers think that in my private life, in my home, I must strut around in a maharajah’s costume or sneak along the walls like Cesare in a tight sweater. Oh, but if they saw me, the true me.

Well, I want to destroy their perceptions; I am thoroughly fed up with my demonic image.

So come on in! First floor, Kurfürstendamm 150 (by the time this essay is printed, I’ll be in my bungalow in Hollywood), immediately on the right please… Enter! Don’t be frightened. This tall person in shirt sleeves, who is leisurely reading his newspaper on the sofa, is really me. And at his feet, the little creature who happily plays with her dolls, is really my child. In that armchair, sits a beautiful woman (I can say it, after all, I have to know), she is the mistress of the house, Mrs. Conrad Veidt. We’re a quiet, middle-class family idyll– my friends, far and wide as you can see, not a trace of demon. Not even later, when Papa Veidt plays with Vera Veidt on his back, “Ho - Ho!” the little one calls out. This is how the day goes by when there’s no filming. When there is, I don’t come home until late in the evening, dead tired from the tense studio work.

The night is the demon’s time.

So you have to prepare for it. First you eat… sandwiches! Yes, please don’t be astonished, sandwiches are my favorite food. My cradle (if I had one) was not far from the green banks of the Spree. Now one will prepare this demonic playing. You withdraw, first into the… billiard room, because anger is the best digestive tool, and here you can get angry if your partner takes thirty strokes while I stop after the second. The game is not over yet, but a blonde woman comes along, her name is Fraulein Keßler (she really is demonic), in the doorway she is already scolding me.

“Herr Veidt, you haven’t answered your letters again,” or “you forgot this or that.” This is my secretary, who is more intimidating than any demon. I go to my desk…

Now that the post is done, it is already 10 o`clock! The doorbell rings, we have house guests coming. Quick, quick!

The “magical” barriers are opened, weird things are to be taken out, such as a pad of paper which is placed on the table, and when the witching hour strikes, the demon within me shouts in a powerful voice, “Let’s play 7-card Rummy!”

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I love how this video has the vibes of an old silent movie... Like if Till was an actor playing the villain-non villain🎭✨🖤

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