On August 23, 2026—precisely 100 years after Rudolph Valentino died—fans once more crowded into the Cathedral Mausoleum at Hollywood Forever Cemetery to attend the 99th annual Rudolph Valentino Memorial Service. In keeping with custom, the service started at 12:10 p.m., the time believed to be when Valentino died in New York back in 1926, and gathered together historians, performers, members of his family and long-time devotees for an afternoon that was not about the myths surrounding Valentino but rather focused on the man himself, his films and the impressive influence he still exerts on the public imagination.

On Monday, August 23, George Ullman, Joseph Schenck, and Frank Menillo, along with the doctors, had kept a watch at Rudy’s bedside all that night. Shortly after midnight an x-ray revealed that the peritonitis was spreading quickly through Rudy’s system. By early morning, he was struggling to breathe against the fluid that was seeping into his lungs, causing him agonizing pain. That, and the difficulty in breathing, were the only things he complained about.

On Saturday, August 21, Ullman arrived at Polyclinic Hospital around five o’clock that morning. Rudy was sleeping as Ullman read his chart, which noted that his pulse and respiration had increased. Concerned, he called Meeker, who arrived shortly with his associates.

Never before—and never again—would the illness, death, and funeral of a Hollywood actor command such extraordinary attention. For more than a week in August 1926, Rudolph Valentino’s final days became not merely a Hollywood story, but front-page news around the world. The New York Daily News chronicled Valentino's drama as it unfolded, from anxious reports outside Polyclinic Hospital to Valentino’s death on August 23, the enormous crowds that gathered to view his body, and the funeral that brought New York to a standstill. Presented together, these remarkable front pages offer a visual record of how one newspaper captured the shock, grief and sometimes astonishing public spectacle surrounding the death of the screen’s greatest romantic idol. A century later, the headlines still convey something that ordinary photographs cannot—the feeling that, for those few August days, Rudolph Valentino was the biggest story in the world.

While still not out of danger, on Thursday, August 19, Rudy’s condition seemed much improved. The heartburn he suffered the night before appeared to have no ill effect during the day. In fact, oatmeal was now added to his daily regimen, but he grimaced and complained that it didn’t “ride so well.” His doctors were so confident about his condition that they released the following bulletin: “Mr. Valentino is making satisfactory progress and having passed his most critical period, no further bulletins will be issued unless some unexpected development occurs.”

By Tuesday, August 17, Valentino's fight had evolved into a bizarre blend of private anguish and public drama. Behind hospital-room doors that were guarded by police and private detectives, the ailing star continued to speak whimsically of returning to pictures, asked for a mirror so he could better study the effects of his makeup as a sick man, and ordered all of the flowers being sent to him to be given to the other patients. Beyond those doors, though, normalcy was quickly eroding. Fans clamored to rush upstairs, reporters kept a morbid "death watch," and reports of his death were prematurely sent flashing across Manhattan. While doctors monitored his temperature and pulse for any signs of recovery, millions anxiously awaited each bulletin, hoping that the world's most famous screen idol would live.

By Monday, August 16, 1926, Rudolph Valentino’s private medical crisis had become a national spectacle. Newspapers carried his condition on their front pages, thousands of anxious admirers overwhelmed the Polyclinic Hospital with telephone calls, and crowds gathered outside seeking the latest bulletin about the screen idol’s survival. Yet even as Valentino tried to reassure family members, friends and Pola Negri that he would recover, another drama was taking shape beyond his hospital room. Conflicting stories about his final night began spreading through New York—stories involving nightclubs, showgirls, alcohol and a gathering at Barclay Warburton’s apartment. As Valentino fought for his life, those who had been with him struggled to explain exactly where he had gone, whom he had seen and what had happened before he collapsed.

On August 14, 1926, Rudolph Valentino was still one of the most famous men in the world, being a film star whose looks, romantic stories, and every public appearance captured the interest of millions. However, despite the glamour of his last evening in New York, there were clear signs that serious troubles were affecting him. His friends observed that he had an unwell appearance, Valentino himself mentioned having indigestion, and he remained ill from dinner through to the theatre and then to a late meeting at a friend's apartment. His manager, George Ullman, advised him to go back to his hotel room and rest. "Why, I feel wonderful!" Rudy answered. "I don't need rest." The exact details would afterwards differ depending on who was telling the story, but all the versions pointed to the same tragic climax: within a few hours the seemingly invincible "Great Lover" would be struggling to stay alive.

HOLLYWOOD, Calif. — Hollywood Forever Cemetery will commemorate the 100th anniversary of the death of screen legend Rudolph Valentino with the 99th Annual Valentino Memorial Service and a special centennial screening of Valentino’s final film, The Son of the Sheik (1926) on Sunday, August 23, 2026.

Few motion-picture stars have been written about as often as Greta Garbo, yet she remains trapped inside a handful of familiar clichés. She was “the Divine,” the mysterious Swedish beauty, the reluctant celebrity who supposedly wanted only to be left alone. Over time, the legend became so powerful that it nearly erased the woman herself. Scott Reisfield’s Greta Garbo and the Rise of the Modern Woman attempts to restore that woman to the story. His Garbo is not merely an elusive star or a face designed for the camera. She is a disciplined actress, an ambitious professional, a forceful negotiator, and a cultural figure whose screen performances helped redefine how modern women could be represented.

On the 23rd of August, at about the time when Rudolph Valentino died in 1926, Hollywood takes a moment—briefly and with respect—to pay tribute. The event is small when measured against the scale of celebrity gatherings but huge in historical terms since it is not a premiere nor a nostalgic exhibition; it is a memorial service—the oldest annual tradition in Hollywood, and for nearly twenty years the consistent emcee has been Tracy Ryan Terhune: an author, collector, and guardian of a legacy which would otherwise vanish into myth, cliché, or silence.

The summer movie season may be winding down, but theaters aren't giving up yet. Friday, August 14, brings an eclectic assortment ranging from big-screen dinosaurs and an offbeat Matthew McConaughey crime drama to stoner comedy, Cold War history and a Broadway phenomenon. Here's a quick look at what's new and whether it's worth leaving the house for.