A Surprising Photo Find
A rare photo of Rogers Brackett, James Dean's onetime lover, resurfaces after nearly 80 years.
The last couple of weeks, I’ve been working on gathering the photos and other images for Jimmy: The Secret Life of James Dean. I had just finished collecting what I was able to find and license when I lamented that as important a role as advertising executive and radio producer Rogers Brackett played in James Dean’s life, there were no photos of him as a young man. To the best of my knowledge, the only photograph of him I had ever seen was the one Ronald Martinetti published in his James Dean biography, showing a terminally ill Brackett nearly twenty-five years after he met Dean.
I had scoured archives to see if I could find one that showed him in the prime of his life, but the closest I could come was a 1940s-era newspaper article that ran his photo alongside a piece about his radio and theater work. Unfortunately, that small local newspaper was committed to microfilm half a century ago, and all that survives is a black blob where the dark half-tone image photographed poorly.
You can imagine my surprise, then, when right before my deadline, CBS uncovered a picture of Brackett as he appeared a couple of years before Dean met him. He was the director of and occasional on-air personality on a CBS radio show called Vox Pop and the network commissioned a headshot in connection with that, according to the caption affixed to the picture. CBS digitized the image for the CBS Photo Archive a couple of weeks ago. (As best my research could determine, the copyright was never renewed, as required under the 1976 copyright act, which would make the picture public domain.) As far as I can tell, no other book has published this photo, and mine will therefore be the first.
I found the headshot fascinating because it is so much at odds with how Dean’s other lovers remembered their rival. William Bast, Dean’s roommate, friend, lover, and biographer, described Brackett as a “foppish,” sunburned, bitchy “queen.” He said, not wholly inaccurately, but somewhat unkindly, that his face looked like a bird’s and that his neck was too long for his body. Liz Sheridan, Dean’s onetime live-in girlfriend, described him as a woman made up to look like man and complained that his hair, clothes, and body were all artificially tinted the same shade of beige. Dean, in his less kind moods, after their breakup, depicted Brackett as a reptile in human form.
I always had a bit of trouble squaring that with Ed Sullivan’s depiction of Brackett in Modern Screen magazine in 1946, where the future variety show host called Brackett “one of the drollest and most charming characters ever turned loose in radio” with “a deceptively grave face and low-keyed voice.” Sullivan worked on Vox Pop with Brackett for two summers, and he depicted Brackett as a comedian whose charm and humor kept the entire radio show in “such hilarity” that the staff were in “high spirits” all the time. Similarly, the composer Alec Wilder, one of Brackett’s closest friends in the 1940s and 1950s, left accounts of Brackett as brilliant, witty, and the light of his life.
In no way would I claim Rogers Brackett was a good person. According to posthumous accounts, he had a penchant for what one might delicately term barely legal boys. He took a transactional view of sex. As regular readers know, he also blackmailed Dean for cash to fund a doomed opera he was producing, under the implied threat of causing a homosexual scandal only weeks before Dean’s first film, East of Eden, was to open. He accepted a payoff from Warner Bros. (in the guise of a “finder’s fee”) to go away forever. He was a bit of a kook obsessed with Fortean phenomena and the paranormal. He retired to a life as a restauranteur in Los Angeles, where he claimed the ghosts of children haunted his establishment.
But it is interesting to see the actual face of someone who elicited so many contradictory impressions.
So, did his Forteana obsession make it into that new book you are reviewing?
In 1991 I had a consultation with Hawaiian native, psychic medium Arthur Pacheco - in Studio City CA - who said: “There’s a man standing behind you in a three piece suit with a gold chain and a watch tucked into his vest pocket. You don’t know him - but knows someone you know of: James Dean. He sponsored James Dean.”
{A visiting friend and guest had spontaneously given me a post card of James Dean a week earlier.}
Arthur continued: “He’s telling me that in the distant future you will be structuring major motion picture contracts: and that he wishes to avail his services to you, in that contract structuring regard. In the distant future.”
Later that year my late stepbrother Matthew brought me to see psychic to the stars, the late Kenney Kingston at the Burbank Bowl community room. Kenny conducted psychometry on my ring and stated, eventually: “You’re going to write the sequel to Sunset Boulevard!” Which I am writing presently.
I have written three screenplays in total thus far - one has won a high profile competition and has now been optioned for a $5M production budget. The second has been optioned for a $10M production budget and the third has been optioned for a $5M production budget.
I had not known the appearance or name of this visionary man Rogers Brackett until tonight. I am honored to know of him, and that he has chosen to guide me from spirit.
Thank you kindly,
Adrian
Adrian Brooks Collins - Los Angeles