

His star may have faded since his heyday in the 1930s and ’40s, but the dashing Flynn is regarded even now as one of the most beautiful men to ever work in Hollywood, and one of its more maligned: A 1980 biography claimed that the Tasmanian-born leading man had been a spy for the Nazis when in fact he’d been a supporter of the Republicans in the Spanish Civil War and was later a drinking buddy of Fidel Castro’s. Countless hours of school-night sleep were sacrificed to “Captain Blood,” “The Sea Hawk,” “The Adventures of Robin Hood” and Flynn’s cry of “Welcome to Sherwood!”

All around the world I was, as a name and personality, equated with sex," he wrote.Once upon a time, when old movies traveled the crackling airwaves and before everything in black-and-white had been banished to TCM, Errol Flynn was one of the kings of late-night TV. Flynn, for his part, would later reveal, through his posthumously-published autobiography My Wicked, Wicked Ways that he realized he had become more of a symbol than a man: "I had by now made about forty five pictures, but what had I become? I knew all too well: A phallic symbol. " a drink in his hand and in his signature high-brow accent, was regaling Vancouver society with tales of globetrotting swashbuckle," wrote the National Post. In the hours leading up to his death, Flynn continued to promote himself as a wealthy lothario. Aadland wasn't the first underage girl to allegedly warm Flynn's bed, and when a reporter asked him why he seemed to frequently be in the presence of teenage girls, his response (per National Post) was crude, as well as unapologetic. One thing that was on the minds of the Canadian press that day was his alleged relationship with Beverly Aadland, who came to Vancouver with him and who hadn't yet celebrated her 18th birthday.
