Every once in a while, as Joe is looking the other way, Frank likes to slip in a “bad girl” blog, a short appreciation of a marginal Hollywood talent of the 1940s or 1950s who hardly qualifies as a STAR.

Hello, everybody.  Joe Morella and Frank Segers, your classic movie guys, here today to celebrate an actress who truly was a “bad girl” — Barbara Payton.

Frank remembers reading about her exploits in Fifties issues of Confidential magazine, and was inspired anew when he plucked out of Joe’s library a rare paperback edition of Payton’s 1963 autobiography, I Am Not Ashamed. (Editorial comment:  Maybe she should have been.)

Her movie career, which began in 1949, was NOT extensive, only about 15 or so features. But what down-market gems, sometimes created by such interesting directors as Curt Siodmak (1951’s Bride of Frankenstein) and Edgar G. Ullmer (1955’s Murder Is My Beat).

In her prime, Payton was gorgeous, a full-figured blond with fine features and a pouting, full mouth. She had a slightly insolent attitude — daring men NOT to be sexually moved by her presence. She was made for film noir roles, and her first costarring part, opposite Lloyd Bridges, was in the 1949 Eagle-Lion production of  Trapped. 

The same year, Payton signed a one-year contract at Universal-International, and made a western, Silver Blue, opposite a rugged leading man wannabe, Tom Neal. Thus began her torrid on-again, off-again romance with the rugged, good-looking actor, who eventually made those Confidential magazine headlines when he belted (and seriously injured) Franchot Tone in an argument over Payton’s romantic-sexual favors.

Tone may have lost the battle but he eventually won the marital war, however briefly. He married Payton in 1951; the divorce came a year later.

Two A-list Hollywood stars figured in Payton’s career. James Cagney starred opposite her in his own production for Warner Brothers, 1950’s noir drama Kiss Tomorrow Goodbye. Barbara, well received, got a career a boost for a while.

As a producer, Cagney also cast her opposite Gregory Peck in the 1951 western, Only The Valiant. She personally did not get along with Peck, and later claimed she was the only actress ever to be barred from the set of picture she starred in.

Payton later turned to the stage — opposite Neal in a touring production of The Postman Always Rings Twice — and made low-budget pictures in England.  By the early Sixties, her movie career was over. (Payton and Neal pictured below.)

By then, she had developed a grade A problem with alcohol. Without a husband, her movie money long since spent, Payton took to prostitution. By at least one account, she was very good at it.

In the recently published tell-all memoir, Full Service: My Adventures in Hollywood and the Secret Sex Lives of the Stars, Hollywood procuror Scotty Bowers writes that he fixed up none other than Bob Hope with hookers. His favorite was a very well-known ex-actress by the name of Barbara Payton.

For many years she was regarded as the number one hooker in town. In a personal endorsement, Bowers adds: I have to say that a half hour with her was like two hours with someone else. She was electrifyingly sexy and made a man feel totally and wholly satisfied.

Payton had a short, dissolute life. (She never made it to 40; she died in 1967 of heart and liver failure at 39.)

 

 

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