Showing posts with label Manson Girls. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Manson Girls. Show all posts

Thursday, November 27, 2014

Charles Manson film Manson Girls will finally start shooting in February

Finally, the most anticipated movie about the Manson case is going to be shot?....Errrrr....Ummmm....And I guess all the money has been paid back???

 Jess Denham    

Murderer Charles Manson in 1970  
Murderer Charles Manson in 1970

 Now 79 and serving a life sentence in prison, Manson is preparing to wed one of his devoted fans, 25-year-old Star Burton, behind bars.

In 1971, he was found guilty for the Family’s murders of seven people, including actress Sharon Tate, who was eight and a half months pregnant with director Roman Polanski's child when she was killed in her home with four others.

Victim Sharon Tate  
Manson Family victim Sharon Tate

 Many of the girls who committed to the cult Family in the Sixties were young adults at the time, including Leslie Van Houten, Lynette Fromme and Linda Kasabian.

Actresses Tania Raymonde, Monica Keena and Stella Maeve have all been cast in Manson Girls, with horror actor Bill Moseley on board to play Manson himself.

Eric Balfour will star as Bobby Beausoleil and Laura Harring will play Alice Rainer, a CNN news reporter who wants to tell the story of the girls during the anniversary of the murders.

The film will follow the girls’ pre-Manson years as relatively normal teenagers, through their indoctrination into the Family and the brutal summer of 1969, when Manson’s belief in an imminent apocalyptic race war he called ‘Helter Skelter’ led to bloody massacres.

Lo reportedly spent years researching the Family, but has never approached Manson himself. She first announced the project three years ago at Sundance but soon stumbled upon financial difficulties.

“We ended up getting a lot of press but nobody committed to presales,” she said, but now TriCoast have taken the global sales rights.

The production will shoot in Los Angeles and Georgia on a $2 million budget.

Monday, April 21, 2014

My encounter with the Manson girls...

Reading Starship's post, it reminded me of my encounter with "Charlie's girls."  This occurred in 1970-71.  

My sister (who is much older than I) worked for an attorney from 1967-1972.  In 1968, she was assigned to the West Hollywood office.  Their office was upstairs in this building (now a restaurant), and the office across the hall was none other than "Bob Marcucci Productions"...yes, "The Idol Maker"... and she was good friends with him.

It was at the corner of Sunset and Sunset Plaza in West Hollywood, within walking distance of Ben Franks, a well-known coffee shop hang-out for "anyone who was anyone" (at that time).  See below...

One day out of the blue, my sister decided to take me to work with her for the day, mainly because I think she was bored at work and wanted someone to talk

On the way there, we came in from the East and I was quite curious of Hollywood so she drove the full length of Sunset to show me around "the scene".  I remember the Hari Krishnas, the sidewalk guitar players, the "love children"....

Then while stopped at a traffic signal, I noticed these "weirdos" on the corner - their heads were shaved.  I asked my sister "what's wrong with them?"  She screamed so loud I was startled:  "Roll up the windows and lock the doors, hurry!  And for Christ's sake, DON'T STARE AT THEM!!!"   I said "why, who are they?"  She said "They're Charlie's girls, don't look at them."  I said "Who's Charlie?"  She said "Charlie Manson!"  I was only slightly familiar with the case, as my parents wouldn't allow me to watch any news related to violence or war.....and being a preteen at that time, I could care less about that stuff.  I was only interested in seeing David Cassidy or Davy Jones...but that didn't happen!

At the time however, the incident did scare the crap out of me, but I think my sister embellished that!  And no, I have no idea which ones they were, but they did have an "x" carved in their forehead... my sister pointed that out, before she told me not to stare at

Submitted by Kimchi!  Thanks Kimchi!!

Saturday, December 15, 2012

Charlie was always known as a pimp.  
But, I ask you fine folks:
Who has the girls looking better... Charlie or Lynyrd?

I've got these girls poshed-out!
Check out the ASS on Atkins, Fromme and Good. Ahahahaha
And they wonder why men are attracted to this case?  Duh!

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Life with Father
Monday, Feb. 15, 1971
Time Magazine

The trial of Charles Manson and his tribe was from the beginning like a species of absurdist theater.  The defense, in effect, was no defense at all. The lawyers representing Manson and the three women charged with the Sharon Tate and LaBianca murders had no outside witnesses to help their case. The attorneys were afraid to put the women on the stand, believing that they would take full responsibility for the killings in order to absolve Manson.

Thus the defense rested without bringing any of the accused to the stand within the jurors' hearing; all four were found guilty of first-degree murder. Curiously, it was only last week, when the court reconvened for a jury trial to determine punishment,* that the defense began probing into the backgrounds of Manson's cultists, trying to suggest to the jury the psychological force that bound them to him.

At stake now is the question of life sentences v. the death penalty. The defense tried to sow some doubts in the minds of an essentially middle-class jury that could only find the Manson tribe and its life-style as incomprehensible as''its crimes. Women like Patricia Krenwinkel, Leslie Van Houten and Susan Atkins, the defense meant to show, could have been the jurors' own daughters.
Joseph Krenwinkel, 59, a stocky life insurance agent from Inglewood, described his daughter as a gentle child who loved animals, was once a Camp Fire Girl, sang in church choirs and attended summer Bible school. Then one day in 1967, said Krenwinkel, Pat abandoned her car in a parking lot, left two paychecks uncollected at the insurance office where she worked and, at age 19, disappeared with a man named Charlie Manson. A week later, from Seattle, she sent her father a letter: "For the very first time in my life, I have found inner contentment and inner peace. I love you very much. Take good care of yourself."

Jane Van Houten told much the same story about her daughter Leslie, a Camp Fire Girl, who took up the sousaphone in the sixth grade, was a homecoming princess at Monrovia High School. She even showed a picture of Leslie in her Halloween ballerina costume. "It was an outfit with a pink tutu," said Mrs. Van Houten, "and she got sick and couldn't go out on Halloween, so she wore it all the time she was in bed." In the summer of 1968, when she was 19, Leslie phoned her mother "to say that she was going to drop out and that I would not be hearing from her."
Riding the Wind. Next, the defense began calling upon other members of the Manson "family" to describe their lives with him. The object was to portray Manson as a benign figure. Lynette Alice Fromme, 22, a small, freckled girl nicknamed "Squeaky," said that she first met Manson when her father, an aeronautical engineer, kicked her out of the house in Redondo Beach. In Venice, Calif., Squeaky said, "I was sitting down crying and a man walked up and said, 'Your father kicked you out of the house, did he?' And that was Charlie." She joined his nomadic tribe. "We were riding on the wind," she said. "Charlie is a man, and we were all looking for a man who would be at our feet in his love but would not let us step on him. Charlie was a father who knew that it is good to make love, and makes love with love, but not with evil and guilt."
Squeaky described the tribe's radically unordered life: "You could say it's a nonsense world of Alice in Wonderland, but it makes a lot of sense. Everybody makes their own rules . . . Each moment is different." One day, she said, a family member named Mary Brunner "had her baby in this old condemned house and we delivered it. We called him Sunstone Hawk, because at the time she had him, the sun was just rising, and a hawk flew over the house."

Another follower, Nancy Pitman, 19, described Manson's almost Franciscan mysticism. "Animals would come around him a lot," she testified. Once she saw him pet a rattlesnake and bring a dead bird back to life.

Sandy Good, 27, who was raised in a wealthy San Diego family, said: "The energy in that man you have not seen. I believe his voice could shatter this building."

The dilemma of the defense lawyers is that the women convicted of murder with Manson will be equally devoted should they take the stand, possibly starting this week. There is speculation that eventually both Paul Fitzgerald and Maxwell Keith, lawyers for Krenwinkel and Van Houten, will turn on Manson in their summary arguments and claim that the women were victims of Manson's will. Even though the women have already been convicted, the lawyers may, through an argument of "diminished capacity," try to save them from death sentences. On the other hand, if the women do try to absolve Manson by claiming all of the guilt for themselves, that in itself might be an illustration of Manson's weird hold over them.

* In capital cases, California and four other states require two trials—one to determine guilt or innocence and a second to set punishment. Thus twelve citizens, rather than a single judge, assume the responsibility for assigning a death penalty.

Friday, February 3, 2012

Newsweek, Sept. 22, 1975:  "Leaves From a Family Album"

One week after she aimed a .45 automatic at Gerald Ford, Lynette (Squeaky) Fromme stood before a judge in the Federal courthouse in Sacramento and was arraigned for the attempted assassination of a President. A slight, hooded figure in a red robe and matching sneakers, Fromme told U.S. Judge Thomas J. MacBride that she had something important to say.

"There is and are an army of young people and children who want to clean up this earth," she began in a firm voice. "You have the jurisdiction over the redwood trees, will you think about it?" He would, MacBride promised, but not right now. "The important part is the redwood trees, we want to save them," Fromme said. "The gun is pointed. When it goes off is up to you all."

Fromme's vague threats were echoed more luridly by Sandra Good, who had shared her Sacramento apartment—and her devotion to Charles Manson. Flourishing a list of about 75 executives from such well-known firms as Georgia-Pacific, Union Oil, and "all automobile companies," Good warned that "anyone who pollutes the earth, destroys wildlife or cuts down trees had better stop now or they and their wives will be terribly murdered." Most firms withheld comment, but some, such as General Electric, tightened security around their top executives; the FBI, meanwhile, was investigating to determine whether Good's threats had broken the law.

FBI officials announced, however, that they did not expect to arrest any more suspects in the case—and that included roommates Good and Susan Murphy. Investigators were cautiously confident that Squeaky's encounter with Ford was not a Manson-inspired conspiracy. Nor did the affair seem to herald the formation of a new Manson family. NEWSWEEK correspondents who sought out former Mansonians found them scattered from coast to coast, with the most notorious in jail for murder and lesser crimes. The rest are trying to make new lives, and they want desperately not to get involved with the escapades of the girl in red.

 The last person to be caught in the Manson web was perhaps the unlikeliest: Harold Eugene Boro, who owned the gun Squeaky had wielded. Boro, a 66-year-old divorced grandfather, was described by investigators as Fromme's "sugar daddy" and by his surprised Jackson, Calif., relatives as "a very quiet man." The daughter of Boro's Sacramento landlady recalled that Fromme once borrowed his Cadillac and later accepted a used Volkswagen as a gift. He also let Squeaky use his name in letters urging Charlie's release. But he didn't become deeply involved, Boro reportedly told Federal agents, until he bought a .45 automatic from a friend and showed it to Fromme—who stole it and fled. [sic]  (Harold Boro on left, scanned from Jess Bravin's book)

Squeaky's real family tried to go about their lives last week as if their daughter had not tried to kill a President. William Fromme (who pronounces his name "Froh-me") went to his desk in the engineering department of Northrop Aircraft, his wife held down her sales post at J.C. Penny's and both retreated nights to their condominium in Rancho Palos Verdes, Calif., where they were visited by their parish priest and refused to talk to reporters. (Squeaky's Dad on right, scanned from Jess Bravin's book)

But some old friends were soon remembering Lynette as "a little doll" who failed to get the love she needed from her family. "I don't know what's wrong," she once told Dr. Tillman Hall, her community drill team teacher. "My dad won't speak to me. He won't let me eat with the rest of them." As she grew older, Lynette was regularly thrown out of the house until, finally, she stayed away for good—with Manson.

Retreat: One of the best known Manson girls is Linda Kasabian, who in 1970 turned state's evidence and helped get Manson convicted for the murder of actress Sharon Tate and six others. Afterwards Kasabian went home to Milford, N.H., changed her name to Linda Christian and worked as a short-order cook. "Folks used to joke about going down to the place and ordering a Kasabian sandwich," recalls one resident. But in recent months she has virtually disappeared from Milford, retreating to a remote farmhouse where she can be glimpsed, long-haired and ruddy, hanging out the laundry of her four children. "All I want to do is keep a low profile," she said last week. "If it was just me, I'd talk to people. But I have to think of my children. I just want folks to leave me alone."

Another publicity-shy Mansonian is Kitty Lutesinger, 23, who lives in Van Nuys, Calif., with her 5-year-old daughter—fathered by Bobby Beausoleil, a Manson follower convicted of a murder prior to the Tate killings—and is studying to be a school teacher at Pierce College. "They were just goony bird kids when they started this," says her mother. "But love is blind." Lutesinger, who like several girls carved an X into her forehead during Charlie's trial, has turned against Beausoleil and Manson. She has also visited two cosmetic surgeons to have the X removed, but was told that it would fade completely in five more years. "I just live with it," she says unhappily. "Not a lot of people notice it."

Cathy Gillies, 26, who joined the family in 1968 and found them a ranch in Death Valley County that they later used while on the run from [sic] the Tate killings, has gone back to the valley to find her home. After Manson went to jail, Cathy married a red-bearded Texas biker named Dave Barton and moved with their son Elf to Death Valley two years ago to prospect for silver and gold in the barren mountain range. They work hard and live simply, in a small cabin without electricity or toilet. On Sundays they take Elf—"my life," says Cathy—to country-music jam sessions at a nearby resort called Indian Ranch. But the memory of Manson dies hard, and when word of Fromme's attempted assassination flashed through the valley, a storekeeper drove over to bring Cathy the news. "Do you know what your friend just did? She tried to take a shot at the President," he blurted, and studied her reaction. "I see by your surprise that you didn't know anything about it," he said—and left satisfied.

Arsenal: Like other Mansonians, Cathy found herself the object of wild rumors last week. FBI agents and county police showed up to check out reports that the Bartons had cached an arsenal in the shaft of an old mine and were recruiting new family members from unsavory-looking passers-by. Barton led a tour of the mine, disclosing cartons of food and children's clothes hoarded by local Mormons against a depression—but no weapons. "After a day or so," Cathy says, "I got very defensive."

Cathy concedes that she has kept in touch with Fromme and Good, who dropped by last March with used clothes for Elf. Although she believes that Squeaky meant to kill Ford, she says, "I'm not going to turn a friend away." She regrets neither her time with Manson nor the X on her face. And she still views Kasabian as a traitor. "It's lucky I don't hold grudges," she says, "or I could do things I'd get in trouble for."
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Wednesday, November 30, 2011

This chick definitely would have been a "Manson Girl"!
"If she was 21, in 1968... she woulda been on that Big Black Bus, with the rest of them Yahoos"!  Harold True  AHahahahaha
YouTube... You Gotta Love It!

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Some New Black and Whites Shared by Backporch Tapes
As Always , "Click" to ENLARGE

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Two of the Prettier Manson Girls
"Cuz, she was raised-up on that cornbread, and I know that woman give me some...
Gimme Some Baby!" - Lynyrd Skynyrd 
Lynyrd Skynyrd - Mississippi Kid

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Dianne Lake at 17 years old, leaving court after testifying in the murder trial.

Associated Press. November 3, 1970.
Los Angeles.

As always, "click" photos to ENLARGE.

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

I think the Girls' Dedication to Manson is WAY Under-Estimated.

Video Donated by MattProkes!  Thanks Matt!

Manson was a grown man… a life-long criminal at that… dealing with young kids… primarily females.  In every arena of life, there’s a “pecking order”… school, sports teams, work, friendship circles, military life, even blogdom.  Manson was at the top of the pyramid, in regards to the “Manson Micro-cosm”.  My African friend always said... “even a bear, knows which tree to wipe it’s ass on”.  For years, I never fully understood his analogy. 
One day, he explained:
“A young, soft, weak, supple tree with smooth bark, will bend to the bear’s ass… it’s comfortable.  Whereas, an older mighty oak, with thick bark, will make for rough toilet paper”.
Bottom line: none of these kids were wiping their ass on Manson… he was in-charge. 
That fact was observable.  Bugliosi observed this phenomena, and fashioned a sword with it.  He later used that sword to slay Manson.  For that reason, I often have difficulty being overly sympathetic with Manson.  Ultimately, Manson “cooked his own goose”.

You can spin it any way you like... "dedication", "mind-fucking", "love of brother"... it all ends at the same destination.  Charlie had these kids by the short hairs. 
I was born at night, but it wasn't last night.  We all know what time it is.
Or, as I like to say:  "You can't make chicken salad, out of chicken shit, no matter how much mayonnaise you use".

Friday, August 5, 2011

Squeaky, Sandy and Cappy!!


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