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Friday, June 17, 2005

It was the maid, with a needle, in Marlon Brando's bedroom...

It's been almost a year since Hollywood legend Marlon Brando died of pulmonary fibrosis - but did he have to go when he did?

Philip Rhodes, a close friend of the Godfather star, has his suspicions, and a new Playboy "expose" has his comments to that effect.
The notoriously reclusive Brando hated doctors and hospitals, and recieved most of his medical care at hime, at the hands of his maid/mistress. Rhodes says he became concerned when he found out that the maid (in cahoots with her sister, a registered nurse) had been giving Marlon injections of a painkiller which enlarged his liver.

"About a week before he died," says Rhodes, "They found a tremendous growth. Why hadn't that been found earlier? If they had operated, maybe he'd be alive today." But if that's the case, what's more to blame?

Marlon Brando's possibly-shady lover/de facto caregiver?
Or the fact that Marlon Brando was such a freak that he let his possibly-shady lover/de facto caregiver shoot him full of dope because he didn't want to go to the doctor?

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