skinnyGLASSESgirl recently brought up the subject of Errol Flynn, that swashbuckling rascal of Captain Blood (1935), The Charge of the Light Brigade (1936), and The Adventures of Robin Hood (1938). Though never one of our favorites, the admittedly sexy Flynn certainly holds his appeal for us, never more so than when he's being a charming rake, a dashing hero, or brandishing his, er, sword.
However, we are unashamed in our preference for Errol's son, Sean Flynn, who followed in his dad's footsteps as an action star (1961's The Son of Captain Blood -- naturally) and then abandoned Hollywood for life as a globetrotting photojournalist.
Father or son? It's all a matter of preference, of course, but keeping it in the family never seemed such a deliciously scandalous dilemma.
So beautiful, both
ReplyDeleteWas it you that posted the link to the article about Sean Flynn? It was sad, and fascinating.
ReplyDeleteSean is, for me, undoubtedly the hunkier and more immediately delicious of the two, but he is also frozen in time in his PRIME. Errol is a big favorite of mine and I must warn you that he is extremely addictive! I casually watched a two-hour TCM doc on him (with copious amounts of an amusing and delightful, aged Olivia de Havilland) and have been hooked on him ever since!
ReplyDeleteYou don't see enough swashbuckling in the movies these days.
ReplyDeleteOh Damn, his son is a fine piece of ass. I'd do both!
ReplyDeleteI agree with all of you, darlings!
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, Donna, I posted a link to Sean's sad story a while back... his mother, the silent diva Lili Damita, never gave up hope that he would one day be found...