The story of Peg Entwistle is a Tinseltown tragedy.
Peg was born in the U.K.; her mother died when she was young, and at the age of eight she found herself accompanying her father to America.
Through family connections, Peg found herself thrust into the life of theatre at an early age. By the time she had grown into adulthood, she was earning critical praise for her work on the boards. Some biographies have her traveling back to England to work; others keep her here. Whatever the facts are, what I do know is this – that by May of 1932, at the age of 24, Peg was living in Los Angeles, and, while she was still receiving acclaim for her work on the stage, she could not get a job in film to save her life.
For on the night of September 16, 1932, Peg left her friends, walked to the Hollywoodland sign, climbed the workmen’s ladder to the top of the letter “H,” and deliberately plummeted off the sign into the canyon below. Her body was found two days later. Nearby was a carefully folded coat and purse.
It’s sad to me that so few people today know of Peg’s tragic cautionary tale. She began a precedent for young, failed actresses seeking a way out of their degradation and pain.
I knew that she had to be part of my story.
In the world of “They Live Among Us,” Peg, as a suicide, is forced to live the final moments of her life over and over again, each night since her death. I imagine her up there, in the dark, in the cold, so alone. Perhaps people are hiking Mulholland, as they often do. Perhaps she calls to them; perhaps she reaches out for help – only to be passed by again and again, for they do not see her.
Enter Ted, a Griffith Park ranger, who patrols the night. Ted, like so many who work night shifts, spends his life in solitude. I’ve described him as “terminally shy” – and, I believe that he is. I think that the world for Ted, like Peg, has been a somewhat cruel place. I imagine Ted in his truck, night after night, reading the works of Shakespeare, great poets and other food for the soul – for Ted is, at heart, a romantic.
And so we have a shift in Peg’s torment, and Ted’s isolation on one particular night. Ted, on patrol, hears the sound of a someone crying. He looks up – and sees a beautiful woman, atop the Hollywood sign. He goes to her; he soothes her. He talks her down – and he falls in love. Only to discover that she is a ghost.
Thus, another story thread begins.
that gives me the shivers
It’s one of the most poignant stories… and the talent that read this weekend brought such truth to both roles – to all of the roles. I’m touched, and cross at these amazing actors making my choices so difficult ;). I love them all.
Poor Peg. 1932 was a dark year indeed, what with the depression and Hollywood in the midst of the talkie revolution. If she’d just held on a bit longer, though, who can say what might have developed for her. Youth can be so drastic and impatient…
Ah, youth is wasted on the young… 😉
She felt the way that she felt. In a way it is cruel to ask her to stay a bit longer than she did. Think of the torment she would have been in.
You have to be in such a dark place to be able to take your own life. I wouldn’t want anyone to stay in that place longer than what is necessary.
OOH, I like this story!
Bradford, you might look at Worlds Collide which took this story into a very personal level. Wild… but … wowza.
There’s a follow up to it, as well… titled “Worlds Collide”