I never dreamed how much Peter/Laszlo Lorre suffered. To find his first big part in theatrical acting, he suffered with dire poverty. But, once he got the breaks from icons such as Bertolt Brecht, he had another problem: morphine addiction. He knew he was destined for acting:
“Although Lorre expounded by the paragraph when questioned later about the psychology of acting, he had little to say on the subject of his beginnings. He later explained, seemingly searching his own past for the seeds of his first flowering, that as a young boy he had “read a great deal [“ like somebody else is eating,” said Francis] and lived in fantasies wherein I acted, all unconsciously, my many parts.” Francis recalled that he and László debuted as dwarfs in a grade school production of Snow White. “I was the smallest of these people,” recalled his brother.”
And:
“During the making of I’ll Give a Million some fifteen years later, Lorre told actor John Carradine that he had lived in packing crates and even “robbed people out of necessity.” However much romance he read—and later related—into his poverty, he did sleep on wooden benches in the nearby Prater. With the metallic grind of its giant Ferris wheel, the pinging of the shooting gallery, and the cacophony of outdoor concerts, it is no surprise that he sought out, as he later claimed, a bed of pine needles in the woods"
Lorre, or “parrot” in German, could mimic, parody, and used cut your throat wit to gain the attention of his prominent cafe group. And his growth as an intense player spread, as did his addiction.
The author has Done close, revised and extensive research on his subject. We see Lorre’s life, before his triumph in Lang’s “M” (1931), as a constant struggle and as a figure of karmic miracles. I thank the author, too, was his gesture to Berlin between the wars. I had forgotten how rich and literary was this “Cabaret “ environment, and I have lined-up books to tell me more about the eta.
This work does not glamorize, nor polish the main character. We are presented, thanks to the author’s Zola-esque eye, a truthful assessment of this exuberant actor. We can understand his character in “Casablanca” better, thanks to Youngkin’s detailed portrait. This is well worth the effort, readers!