THE TRAGICAL HISTORY HAUNTING HOLLYWOOD
Posted on October 31 2019
There was a time when being an actor was seen as the lowest rung one could butt up against on the social class ladder.
There was a time when the slightest bodily twitch from the subject of a photograph could spell havoc for all parties involved!
Throughout time has been California the metaphorical Quantico for the dreamers of the world; a grueling training base/mecca for those who crave a big life. The earliest evidence of this was in the California Gold Rush. People traveled far and wide to pan for gold, to actualize their dream of attaining an obscene amount of wealth and prestige.
It doesn’t require a quantum leap to understand why California became the epicenter of fame and fortune. That the twinkling majesty of Hollywood was nearly predestined to be born there. Army Pink itself was raised in Tinseltown.
Thousands of artistic souls migrated to the town for glitz, glamour, and above all else--fame. Very few made it “big”. That cocktail of hungry want and desperate need is no doubt what led Hollywood to become one of the most haunted cities in the United States.
A little thing like death will not dull the stars these celebs polished to shine so brightly.
Can we uncover what in the name of Haley Joel Osment is going on in haunted Hollywood?!
The Hollywood Roosevelt Hotel opened its doors in 1927. The hotel was a temporary home to many celebs from the Golden Age of Cinema. The hotel’s guest book was prime gloating material with icons like Charlie Chapman, Clarke Gable, Montgomery Clift, and Marilyn Monroe filling its pages.
Marilyn, who passed away in 1962 at the age of 36, was a beautiful tragedy set into motion. An orphaned girl who was abused as a child rose from the ashes to reign over Hollywood as America’s sweetheart.
Marilyn resided at the hotel for two years as a successful model whose career was just revving up. An overnight stay in her suite now costs a cool 6,000 dollars.;
The blonde bombshell’s first magazine shoot happened poolside.
That may explain why hotel guests have reported a blonde woman lying by the edge of the pool just before dusk. Could this woman be Marilyn still posing in pursuit of that money-shot?
A 1985 renovation in the hotel seemed to further awaken the Roosevelt’s spirited guests.
When the employee whirled around to glance at the chair, it was vacant. She reappeared once the employee gazed back into the mirror.
Since then, many guests have reported sightings of Marilyn tidying up her appearance in the lobby mirror.
Montgomery Clift called the Roosevelt home for the three-month filming of From Here to Eternity.
A cheeky spirit if there ever was one, he is known for blasting the radio and loudly playing the bugle. There are often reports of overhearing a male voice speaking to himself in the hallway.
Clift once paced the length of this very hallway while rehearsing his lines for the movie.
According to a psychic, Clift’s apparition manifested in a chair in the corner of her room for a full 30 minutes before he got to his feet, walked to the suite’s bathroom, and vanished.
Electrical problems plague the more haunted corners of the hotel.
The Roosevelt is the proud host to a haunted ballroom, a haunted bar/bowling alley, haunted pool area--and maybe even a haunted pillow mint or two.
(I may or may not have made that last one up).
Anyway, there's a whole lotta haunting going on here.
Hollywood Forever Cemetery has over 80,000 people buried on its expansive grounds. Including the founders of Hollywood themselves.
It’s semi-poetic how people who sought immortality and fame in life have been brought so closely together in death.
Ironically enough, cemeteries aren't widely known for being haunted. Cemeteries have no associations with the occurrences in the deceased’s life, nor any involvement in the events of their actual passing.
The Gothic stone and marble monuments of Hollywood Forever are a hubbub of paranormal activity.
Laying among them is one of Hollywood’s first great screen legends and bona fide heartthrob, silent film star Rudolph Valentino.
Valentino died at the age of 31, and although Valentino’s funeral was attended by thousands, one mysterious silhouette stood out from the crowd.
From then on, a woman dressed head-to-toe in black would visit his crypt daily. This went on month after month, year after year. The woman never lifted her trademark black veil, never spoke to a soul--only mourned Valentino.
Rumor had it she was a fellow silent film star and onetime mistress of Valentino’s. Until this very day, the black-clad figure can be spotted wandering the perimeter of Valentino’s crypt, eternally guarding his final resting place.
Among the other gravestones, inhuman figures and white translucent floating images dance to the tune of an unknown woman’s heart-wrenching sobs.
The Knickerbocker Hotel’s star-studded guest list once included celebs like Frank Sinatra and Elvis Presley.
The Knickerbocker was also a gathering place for Hollywood’s bigwig studio heads and major producers.
A silent film director retreated to the hotel to live out his life when his fame began to dwindle. The director was an avid patron of the Knickerbocker’s bar, who was later found dead underneath a chandelier in the hotel’s lobby. To absolutely no one’s surprise, the cause of death was alcohol poisoning.
In 1962, a famous MGM costume designer named Irene absconded herself in the hotel in the aftermath of a failed marriage. Irene's ultimate fate was to fling herself outside her 11th-floor bathroom window.
If you keep anything in mind about Irene, keep her impeccable manners. Irene left behind a note apologizing to her fellow hotel guests for any inconveniences her death may cause them.
The hotel has always had a mystical attribute to it.
So much so that in 2000, invited by the hotel management themselves, a set of ghost hunters descended on the Knickerbocker.
a grieving widow named Bess had seances conducted regularly in an attempt to get in contact with her late husband. That husband was a legendary magician and escapist artist named Harry Houdini.
The couple had made a pact to conduct a seance on each death anniversary of whoever was the first to pass away. They settled on a secret code they would use to reach one another in the afterlife.
Shortly after her husband’s 1936 death, Bess believed Houdini made contact when one of the words from their code was spelled out on a Ouija board.
The word was Rosabelle, the maiden name that was engraved on Bess’ wedding band. Spurred on by Harry’s firm vow to say hello from the other side, Bess continued the seances until her own passing in 1943.
Harry and Bess' relationship got me like. . .
Hollywood actors and actresses were these godlike figures on a giant 50-foot screen in the sky.
Their talent, their facial expressions, their mannerisms, their entire essence was recorded and immortalized forever on film.
Suffice it to say, they achieved that Hollywood immortality they pursued so fiercely in life.
These bright stars, who were once the targets of tabloid fodder, are now the central characters in supernatural stories and legends.
Perhaps they are not forgotten in their death because they were so unforgettable in life.