Swashbuckler par excellence, Flynn was long-regarded as the prodigal son of Hollywood.
With his real-life adventures, scrapes and insubordination, he lived every man's dream of a full life.
Flynn made movies, did his own stunts, thumbed his nose at studio rules and famously left Jack Warner fuming in his Burbank office suite to go off to sea.
He loved writing and politics - especially towards the end of his life in the late 1950s, when filming in Cuba had made him persona non grata in conservative Hollywood.
Sadly he died at only 50 of a heart attack.
Yet he did have a good run - 53 films, and he was musically well-served by Steiner, Korngold, Waxman and Friedhofer somehow he stirred them to musical heights.