An extra on the superb St Clair Vision disc for Rain (1932, is the very interesting The Green Promise (1949). Ostensibly, a fulsome plug for the 4-H movement, full of "light" and rigorously color-bonded youth and innocence, the movie turns incredibly nasty (both on screen and in real life) in its last ten minutes or so in an outrageously realistic storm sequence in which a bridge really collapsed under young Natalie Wood.
Natalie just managed to hang on to the debris, despite braking her wrist in the fall. In fact, her wrist was not only permanently weakened, but somewhat unsightly. She hid the permanently swollen bump by always wearing a bangle.
The wrist itself had virtually no power left in it at all, and I have no doubt that this was the main contributor to her sad death from drowning when, much later, she fell off a yacht she shared with her husband, Robert Wagner, while trying to board the dingy roped alongside.
A terrible tragedy! Natalie was a fine lady. Everyone in Hollywood loved her!
Natalie just managed to hang on to the debris, despite braking her wrist in the fall. In fact, her wrist was not only permanently weakened, but somewhat unsightly. She hid the permanently swollen bump by always wearing a bangle.
The wrist itself had virtually no power left in it at all, and I have no doubt that this was the main contributor to her sad death from drowning when, much later, she fell off a yacht she shared with her husband, Robert Wagner, while trying to board the dingy roped alongside.
A terrible tragedy! Natalie was a fine lady. Everyone in Hollywood loved her!