![A BITE OUT OF HOLLYWOOD](/images/headline/4802.png) Confidential sinks its teeth into the juiciest celebrity secrets. ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_01.jpg)
Confidential magazine had two distinct periods in its life—the fanged version and the de-fanged version, with the tooth pulling done courtesy of a series of defamation lawsuits that made publisher Robert Harrison think twice about harassing celebrities. This example published this month in 1955 is all fangs. The magazine was printing five million copies of each issue and Harrison was like a vampire in a blood fever, hurting anyone who came within reach, using an extensive network spies from coast to coast and overseas to out celebs' most intimate secrets. In this issue editors blatantly call singer Johnnie Ray a gay predator, spinning a tale about him drunkenly pounding on doors in a swanky London hotel looking for a man—any man—to satisfy his needs. The magazine also implies that Mae West hooked up with boxer Chalky White, who was nearly thirty years her junior—and black. It tells readers about Edith Piaf living during her youth in a brothel, a fact which is well known today but which wasn't back then.
The list goes on—who was caught in whose bedroom, who shook down who for money, who ingested what substances, all splashed across Confidential's trademark blue and red pages. Other celebs who appear include Julie London, Jack Webb, Gregg Sherwood, and—of course—Elizabeth Taylor. Had we been around in 1955 we're sure we would have been on the side of privacy rights for these stars, but today we can read all this guilt-free because none of it can harm anyone anymore. Forty panels of images below, and lots more Confidential here. ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_42.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_02.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_03.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_04.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_05.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_36.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_06.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_07.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_40.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_08.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_09.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_37.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_10.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_11.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_33.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_12.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_13.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_14.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_15.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_17.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_18.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_19.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_20.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_34.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_21.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_22.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_23.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_24.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_39.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_25.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_26.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_35.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_27.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_28.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_29.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_30.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_31.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_32.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/a_bite_out_of_hollywood_38.jpg)
![GUILTY AS SIN](/images/headline/3905.png) Wait. Okay, you're right. No argument. I really messed up. But wouldn't it be an even bigger sin to shoot me? ![](/images/postimg/guilty_as_sin_01.jpg)
Verne Tossey's cover art on this 1953 Signet paperback edition of Jack Webb's The Big Sin suggests that the sinner of the title is either the armed woman or her unseen target, but actually the sinner is someone who isn't even alive. It's a beautiful Mexican showgirl named Rose Alyce whose death has been ruled suicide by gunshot. But protagonist Father Shanley believes her death had more sinister origins, because Alyce was a devout Catholic he knew as sweet Rosa Mendez, and he's convinced she would never commit “the big sin.” You can only truly know someone inside the confessional booth, apparently. Shanley uncovers government corruption and teams up with detective Sam Golden on the way to solving the mystery, of which mobsters are an integral part. We ran across a beautiful dust jacket for the book from British publishers T. V. Boardman, which came from an interesting site called dustjackets.com that reproduces hardback sleeves for vintage books. That strikes us as a pretty cool idea. You can have a look at that site here.
![MURDER, U.S.A.](/images/headline/3188.png) Chaos and carnage from coast to coast. ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_38.jpg)
Fotocrime is another offering from Digest Publications, Inc., the NYC outfit that gave the world Exclusive, He, and other newsstand treats. The above magazine appeared this month in 1954, was the premiere issue, and is exactly what its title says—a compendium of crime photography and the stories behind them, spiced with a bit of celebrity content. Because it's digest sized the text scans at a readable size, so we don't have to explain much. You can have a look and see what it's all about yourself. Of special note are the crime movie reviews, the anti-handgun article, and the True Detective-style feature entitled “Fotoclue” that challenges readers to solve a hypothetical murder. Forty scans below. ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_02.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_03.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_04.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_05.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_06.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_07.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_08.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_09.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_10.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_11.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_12.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_13.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_14.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_15.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_16.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_17.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_18.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_19.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_20.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_21.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_22.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_23.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_24.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_25.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_41.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_40.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_26.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_27.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_28.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_29.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_30.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_31.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_32.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_33.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_34.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_35.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_36.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/murder_usa_39.jpg)
![THIN IS IN](/images/headline/2019.png) She wore an off-the-shoulder organza, neatly accessorized with a .38. ![](/images/postimg/thin_is_in.jpg)
There have been many covers for Dashiell Hammett’s great novel The Thin Man. This is one of the best.. Update: A reader sent in an email not long after we posted the above pointing out that the artist copied Robert Maguire's cover art for Jack Webb's The Brass Halo. Though not completely identical, it's fair to say the second artist more or less just changed the colors. There are many examples of copying out there. We even dedicated a previous post to it. We also shared a collection that featured one copy in a group of eight covers. With this third example we have a mind to dig into the phenomenon a bit more. We're really curious now who the copycats are. We'll get back to you later on it, assuming we find out anything. Thanks to Miga for writing in and locating the below image.
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The headlines that mattered yesteryear.
2003—Hope Dies
Film legend Bob Hope dies of pneumonia two months after celebrating his 100th birthday. 1945—Churchill Given the Sack
In spite of admiring Winston Churchill as a great wartime leader, Britons elect
Clement Attlee the nation's new prime minister in a sweeping victory for the Labour Party over the Conservatives. 1952—Evita Peron Dies
Eva Duarte de Peron, aka Evita, wife of the president of the Argentine Republic, dies from cancer at age 33. Evita had brought the working classes into a position of political power never witnessed before, but was hated by the nation's powerful military class. She is lain to rest in Milan, Italy in a secret grave under a nun's name, but is eventually returned to Argentina for reburial beside her husband in 1974. 1943—Mussolini Calls It Quits
Italian dictator Benito Mussolini steps down as head of the armed forces and the government. It soon becomes clear that Il Duce did not relinquish power voluntarily, but was forced to resign after former Fascist colleagues turned against him. He is later installed by Germany as leader of the Italian Social Republic in the north of the country, but is killed by partisans in 1945.
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