Tyrone Power

Resumen

Nacimiento
5 de mayo de 1914 · Cincinnati, Ohio, Estados Unidos
Defunción
15 de noviembre de 1958 · Madrid, España (un ataque al corazón)
Nombre de nacimiento
Tyrone Edmund Power Jr.
Alias
- Ty
Altura
1.80 m

Biografía

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Trivia

Kept a copy of all the scripts from his movies and had them bound.
As a US Marine Corps pilot in World War II, he flew supplies into and wounded troops out of Iwo Jima and Okinawa.
During the filming of Jesse James (1939) he had a fling with a local girl who got pregnant and put the child, a boy, up for adoption. Power spent a small fortune in the 1940s searching for the child, without success.
His heart attack was due to hereditary heart disease and heavy smoking.
When romance novelist Barbara Cartland was asked how she could write such steamy books while still a virgin, she answered, "We didn't need sex. We had Tyrone Power".

Citas

Fox did a lot for me, and I like to think the feeling is mutual. Let's face it, though. I've done an awful lot of stuff that's a monument to public patience.
[to Mai Zetterling:] I'm sick of all these knights in shining armor parts, I want to do something worthwhile like plays and films that have something to say.
[to Mai Zetterling:] Some day I will show all the motherfuckers who say I was a success just because of my pretty face. Sometimes I wish I had a really bad car accident so my face would get smashed up and I'd look like Eddie Constantine. It's so tiring being everybody's darling boy at my age ... I know I've been lucky, that things have gone almost too smoothly career-wise. What I resent about it is that it is all built on a pretty face. Hollywood was such a crazy place, made you feel terrific at times. You felt you could achieve anything because you were treated like a god. But it sure was a bum place too. When you saw the new faces queuing up, like bloody comets, who would strike the screen and leave an old worshiped star obsolete in no time. Nobody will ever understand what this did to people, how it destroyed them, made them hollow ... Jesus Christ, I don't want to become an ageless matinée idol, having to keep up my looks, lift my chin like Marlene and never dare smile in case my face cracks.
I have been asked whether I believe that World War II is the last war. Let me answer by a question: Do you think human beings are any better today than they have been?
I'm not sure what faith is. If by it is meant a blind acceptance of "things not seen," then I think that perhaps I am a man without faith. On the other hand, there was a poet who said: "There lives more faith in honest doubt, believe me, than in half the creeds." By that definition I am a man of great faith, for I have many honest doubts.