(K. Brent Tomer),
IN SPRING 1955 a 26-year-old photographer named Dennis Stock went to a party at the Los Angeles bungalow of Nicholas Ray, a film director, and was introduced to a 23-year-old actor named James Dean. Dean was a taciturn kid with a sharp chin and hair that stood up off his forehead in parallel lines, like copper wiring. He said he had just worked in a new movie by Elia Kazan. Stock went to see it; it was “East of Eden”, and he was floored. Stock pitched and shot a photo series for LIFE magazine (“Moody New Star”), with Dean slumming about New York and hamming it up on an uncle’s farm in his hometown of Fairmount, Indiana. Six months later Dean was the biggest youth idol in the history of American movies, and he was dead.
Sixty years ago today, on September 30th 1955, Dean slammed his Porsche Spyder into an oncoming car in central California. It has since been impossible to look at material from his life without a sense of foreshadowing. In “Rebel Without a Cause”, the movie he made with Ray, Dean’s character takes part in a game of chicken, racing…Continue reading