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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://clamba.blogspot.com/2011/12/coming-in-january.html"&gt;Classic Movie Blog Association&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;celebrates &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Classic Comedies&lt;/span&gt; with a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blogathon&lt;/span&gt; running &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 22 - 27&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You may be a movie buff if … you have more pictures of Laurel and Hardy about the house than of actual relatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - Caftan Woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VU37mga7G8Q/Txwcd8ycCxI/AAAAAAAABwA/4lTrojvfp-c/s1600/stanlaureloliverhardy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VU37mga7G8Q/Txwcd8ycCxI/AAAAAAAABwA/4lTrojvfp-c/s320/stanlaureloliverhardy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700462529203669778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stan Laurel (1890-1965) and Oliver Norvell Hardy (1892-1957)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stan Jefferson was born in England to a show business family so it is no surprise that the acting bug bit early in life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His father, A.J., was a theatre manager, writer, producer, director and actor.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Stan’s mother acted in her husband’s plays.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Stan’s comedic ambitions were encouraged and nurtured by his parents wo found him an apprentice job with a touring pantomime company during his teen years.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Eventually Stan became a member of Fred Karno’s well known music hall troupe, honing his craft alongside young Charlie Chaplin.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was on his second tour of the U.S. with Karno that Stan decided to stay on the Vaudeville circuit in acts with various partners and changed his name to the more euphonious and, hopefully lucky, Laurel.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Stan had some moderate success in film, notably with producer Joe Rock, but by the mid 1920s was happily and busily engaged as a gag man and director at the Hal Roach Studio and seriously considered giving up performing.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Norvell Hardy was the adored baby in his Georgia family.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His father, Oliver, passed away when Norvell was a baby and in his teens Norvell took the name Oliver as his own as a tribute.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While his family had no theatrical background, young Oliver’s musical ability and longing for the spotlight led to his mother agreeing to let him travel with the Charles Coburn (cousin of the future Academy Award winning actor of that name) Minstrel show before he was even 10 years old.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Later, Hardy opened a movie theatre and studied music seriously for a time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Eager to enter the movie business, he moved to Florida where he learned about the movies from the ground up working for the VIM comedies while singing in nightclubs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He gained a reputation as a good “heavy” and inspired comedian.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In fact, while Hardy was working with the popular Billy West, it was suggested to Stan by producer Joe Rock that he should consider working with “Babe” Hardy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Still seeking to establish his own screen persona, Stan thought it unwise to team with such a scene stealer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Roach Studio in the 1920s could boast of their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Little Rascals&lt;/span&gt; and their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comedy All Stars&lt;/span&gt; including Charley Chase, Billy Gilbert, Edgar Kennedy, James Finlayson and Oliver Hardy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Leo McCarey, James Parrott, James Horne, Frank Butler, Stan Laurel and others were crafting the movies audiences loved.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Stan was prevailed upon to return to the screen and when he appeared with Babe found their styles and dedicated approach to comedy were a perfect match.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The creative minds on the lot, especially McCarey, the happy exhibitors and audiences took to the evolving team and the All Star Comedy output became the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Laurel and Hardy&lt;/span&gt; films.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A5dCvRHTF7o/TxwfxpuT0XI/AAAAAAAABw8/OclA8LZYaRs/s1600/laurelandhardymovies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A5dCvRHTF7o/TxwfxpuT0XI/AAAAAAAABw8/OclA8LZYaRs/s200/laurelandhardymovies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700466166218346866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Laurel and Hardy characters of the screen are a couple of well-meaning dolts.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, aren’t we all at one time or another?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Stanley of the halting thought process is the dumb guy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ollie of the grand manners is the dumber guy because he thinks he is smarter than Stanley.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Stan immersed himself in the creating, timing and editing of their films.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Babe contributed his thorough preparation technique and total commitment to the team.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The congenial working relationship between the two men grew into an abiding friendship during their years in film and most certainly their stage tours when movies thought they could do without Laurel and Hardy. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Stan always felt that the short subject best suited the team because it is difficult for comedy – their type of comedy - to carry a feature length story.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m not one to argue with a genius about his business, but there are copious laughs to be found in the Laurel and Hardy features such as the two remembered here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2TWx-8xNDPc/TxwcjXJivBI/AAAAAAAABwM/JJjGMh1-IrY/s1600/sonsofthedesertposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2TWx-8xNDPc/TxwcjXJivBI/AAAAAAAABwM/JJjGMh1-IrY/s320/sonsofthedesertposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700462622179245074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sons of the Desert&lt;/span&gt; (1933)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Laurel and Hardy did not create the domestic comedy, but there was no better match for their naïve characters than the Battle of the Sexes and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sons of the Desert&lt;/span&gt; is that battle played out to perfection.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The director was William Seiter, well known for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roberta&lt;/span&gt;, Shirley Temple pictures and Wheeler and Woolsey’s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diplomaniacs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The story is by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our Town&lt;/span&gt;’s famous stage manager Frank Craven and the screenplay was worked on by Seiter, Stan, Babe, Eddie Welch, Jack Barty and Glenn Tryon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Members of the fraternal order the Sons of the Desert, Los Angeles Chapter, have sworn to one hundred percent attendance at the annual convention in Chicago.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Stan is worried about having taken the oath without his wife’s permission causing a frustrated Ollie to remark:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why don’t you pattern your life after mine?  I go places and do things and then tell my wife.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OFQUIg9sxzY/TxwdAOeMdwI/AAAAAAAABwk/dKlL_WBdrN0/s1600/maebushsonsofthedesert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OFQUIg9sxzY/TxwdAOeMdwI/AAAAAAAABwk/dKlL_WBdrN0/s200/maebushsonsofthedesert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700463118066153218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Few things are funnier than watching Ollie’s transitions from coy to assertive to cowed as he tried to wrangle his way to Chicago over the objections of his wife played by Mae Busch.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Australian born Mae has an interesting filmography having worked with Lon Chaney in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;While&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the City Sleeps&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Unholy Three&lt;/span&gt;, and Erich Von Stroheim in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Foolish Wives&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Souls for Sale&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Devil's Passkey&lt;/span&gt;.  She joined Laurel and Hardy for 14 pictures and was a great foil for the boys in pictures such as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Them Thar Hills&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tit for Tat&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Their First Mistake&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oliver the Eighth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sons of the Desert&lt;/span&gt;, Ollie gets no support from the dough-headed wax-eating Stan who is most certainly under the thumb of his rifle toting wife played by Dorothy Christy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Clearly a Byzantine plan involving a feigned nervous breakdown, a veterinarian and a cruise to Hawaii is the only way to fulfill the oath.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The diversions of the convention are joyously and innocently enjoyed by our heroes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Much admired comic actor Charley Chase is a loudmouthed practical joker who almost blows the boy’s cover.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The night club floor show features a catchy Island inspired tune (they were all the rage at the time), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honolulu Baby&lt;/span&gt; performed by Ty Parvis with some bright-eyed and clunky chorus girls.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The tune was written by Roach music director Marvin Hatley, who also composed the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sons of the Desert Song&lt;/span&gt; and the beloved Laurel and Hardy theme, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dance of the Cuckoos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The boys return to hearth and home with a song of the islands and some pineapples.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What could possibly go wrong?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, what if the cruise ship was caught in a storm with the safety of the passengers in doubt?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What if Mrs. Laurel and Mrs. Hardy were to see a newsreel of the Chicago convention highlighting two familiar fez-topped fellows?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What if it rains?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Rain can dampen even the most &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“finely formulated machinations in extricating us from this devastating dilemma”&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Each complication, each reaction and the capper to it all always brings forth gales of laughter after 70 years.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i35iNvG9MdE/TxwcsykcN_I/AAAAAAAABwY/fmXu1fjHCYw/s1600/wayoutwestposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i35iNvG9MdE/TxwcsykcN_I/AAAAAAAABwY/fmXu1fjHCYw/s320/wayoutwestposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700462784158644210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Way Out West &lt;/span&gt;(1937)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stan and Babe both felt that costume pictures such as &lt;a href="http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2008/06/favourite-movies-devils-brother-1933.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Devil’s Brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bohemian Girl&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March of the Wooden Soldiers&lt;/span&gt; were a perfect setting for their none too bright, but optimistic screen characters.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Along that line we come to the oh-so-funny singing cowboy/melodrama/spoof &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Way Out West&lt;/span&gt; written by Jack Jevne, Charley Rogers, Felix Adler and James Parrott, and directed by James W. Horne, whose collaborations with Laurel and Hardy include &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Liberty&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Laughing Gravy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beau Hunks&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Business&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bohemian Girl &lt;/span&gt;and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our heroes (they must have been the only ones around for miles) are entrusted with delivering the deed to a gold mine to a sweet-faced, sweet natured heroine working as a servant in a rough and wild western town.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Canadian born Rosina Lawrence, who graced many &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Little Rascal&lt;/span&gt; shorts plus &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charlie Chan’s Secret&lt;/span&gt;, plays Mary Roberts.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mary works for penny pinching saloon keeper Mickey Finn.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Naturally, frequent and favourite co-star James Finlayson plays that role with his accustomed bluster.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A beauty contest winner who appeared in pictures in the 1920s and 1930s, Sharon Lynn plays Finn’s wife, saloon singer Lola Marcel.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Like her hubby, Lola is looking for a windfall to better their social position and honesty is not a factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The villains will have much to do with the boys, but first Stan and Ollie must reach town.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Stan utilizes Claudette Colbert’s system from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It Happened One Night&lt;/span&gt; to hitch a ride on a stagecoach.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Upon reaching town, the boy’s find a mixed reception.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The sheriff is not their friend as his wife was annoyed by their feeble attempt at flirting during the trip.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On a more pleasant note, Chill Wills and his Avalon Boys are loafing and singing in front of the saloon leading to an impromptu dance that is one of the delights of this or any movie.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I find a certain musicality in all that Laurel and Hardy present, a rhythm to their physical gags as well as their dialogue.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Ball, That's All&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Commence to Dancin’&lt;/span&gt;) number showcases the two performers at their best, light on their feet and communicating pure joy to their audience.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;In second place for charm is the rendition of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trail of the Lonesome Pine&lt;/span&gt; where we are treated to Ollie’s lovely voice and a little vocal trick from Stan with dubbing help from Rosina Lawrence and Chill Wills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r1UfF4rynoE/TxwdG5e3DgI/AAAAAAAABww/7sb8W-ke0yw/s1600/swindlerswayoutwest.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 159px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r1UfF4rynoE/TxwdG5e3DgI/AAAAAAAABww/7sb8W-ke0yw/s200/swindlerswayoutwest.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700463232690884098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Swindled out of the deed by the duplicitous Finns, Stan and Ollie (like all true heroes) do not hesitate for a moment upon learning of their mistake.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, their efforts to retrieve the stolen document are doomed to hilarious failure especially when Lola traps a ticklish Stan in a locked room.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thrown out of town by the still irate sheriff, the boys must resort to burglary and their catlike tread resembles a Roman Legion in full attack mode.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Success is ensured through the demand for a happy ending and includes a bucket as camouflage, a grand piano and a flying donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The popularity of westerns is equaled by the popularity of western spoofs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Way Out West&lt;/span&gt; can be counted among the best and you need look no further than its stars to know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“People have always loved our pictures. I guess that's because they saw how much love we put into them.”  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Stan Laurel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-3112119592174408417?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3112119592174408417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=3112119592174408417' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/3112119592174408417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/3112119592174408417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2012/01/cmba-classics-comedy-blogathon-sons-of.html' title='CMBA Comedy Classics Blogathon: &quot;Sons of the Desert&quot; and &quot;Way Out West&quot;'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VU37mga7G8Q/Txwcd8ycCxI/AAAAAAAABwA/4lTrojvfp-c/s72-c/stanlaureloliverhardy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-5481048255860554332</id><published>2012-01-15T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T10:36:07.491-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doctor Who'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Baker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daleks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter Davison'/><title type='text'>My Ultimate Geek Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXm8EptpY4g/TxMLM-gZHLI/AAAAAAAABv0/7tTpQIx6CZs/s1600/fivedoctors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXm8EptpY4g/TxMLM-gZHLI/AAAAAAAABv0/7tTpQIx6CZs/s320/fivedoctors.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697910271119006898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Five Doctors&lt;br /&gt;William Hartnell, Peter Davison, Tom Baker, Patrick Troughton, Jon Pertwee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since 1963 the BBC serial adventures of a Time Lord from the planet Gallifrey known as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doctor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who &lt;/span&gt;and his various companions have enthralled and excited viewers of all ages.  I watched the program with my younger sisters when it aired on TVOntario and it became a delightful habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Doctor was first played by the dour and professorly character actor William Hartnell.  When he left the program, the role was recast, and The Doctor regenerated into the quick-witted Patrich Troughton.  His leaving brought the dashing and caped Jon Pertwee into the mix.  When Pertwee moved on, the rascally personality of Tom Baker made The Doctor an international phenomenon.  The trouble with these British actors is that they are all so darn good at what they do.  As each new Doctor stepped into the role, there would be anguish from fans followed by wholehearted acceptance of the most recent interpretation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bkaHsbiEaWg/TxMLGEyh6BI/AAAAAAAABvo/3t5cBHyrj0o/s1600/davisontomcgann.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bkaHsbiEaWg/TxMLGEyh6BI/AAAAAAAABvo/3t5cBHyrj0o/s320/davisontomcgann.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697910152546609170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four Doctors&lt;br /&gt;Peter Davison, Colin Baker, Paul McGann, Sylvester McCoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Following Baker was the wonderful Peter Davison who must hold some sort of record for TV series roles with 18 and counting, among them &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All Creatures Great and Small&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Campion, The Last Detective&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Law&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and Order UK&lt;/span&gt;.  After Davison went on his busy way, Colin Baker became an enegmatic Doctor and then Sylvester McCoy's bemused Time Lord.  Paul McGann played The Doctor in a 90s TV movie after the cancellation of the series in 1989.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In time &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doctor Who&lt;/span&gt; became part of my past with a nostalgic glow and the occasional discovery of a paperback novel adaption found in a box in the back basement.  In 2005 the series was relaunched by the BBC Wales with co-production from the CBC.  I considered myself mildly curious about the whole thing, but thought my daughter Janet, who likes her sci-fi, might be interested.  I think it was one second (well, maybe two or three) into the first episode of the new series starring Christopher Eccleston when they grabbed my imagination and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doctor Who&lt;/span&gt; became my only must-see television program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W10haqO0xKo/TxMLAbX8AOI/AAAAAAAABvc/DCHEZ7D7vz8/s1600/daleks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W10haqO0xKo/TxMLAbX8AOI/AAAAAAAABvc/DCHEZ7D7vz8/s320/daleks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697910055529873634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daleks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The trailer for episode 6 spurred my ultimate geek moment.  An old enemy was about to reappear in the form of - gasp! - the Daleks.  My daughter smirked at the salt and pepper shaped adversary and commented &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"They don't look like much of a much."&lt;/span&gt;  It was then I saw myself rise up to full height and point a shaking finger in Janet's direction.  I heard my voice, coming from the depth of my being, coldly announce &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You haven't lived through a Dalek invasion, Missy.  I have!"&lt;/span&gt;  Well, one man's demented is another man's cool.  Luckily for me, Janet places the moment under the "cool" category, saving me from possible commitment.  Embracing your inner geek does have benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-5481048255860554332?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5481048255860554332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=5481048255860554332' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/5481048255860554332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/5481048255860554332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-ultimate-geek-moment.html' title='My Ultimate Geek Moment'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXm8EptpY4g/TxMLM-gZHLI/AAAAAAAABv0/7tTpQIx6CZs/s72-c/fivedoctors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-5129545207839138285</id><published>2012-01-03T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T13:19:14.473-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William Faulkner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Intruder in the Dust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clarence Brown'/><title type='text'>Caftan Woman's Choice - One for January on TCM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;New year, same deal. Looking over the wonderful selection of films scheduled on TCM in January, if there were only one to watch I heartily recommend 1949s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intruder in the Dust&lt;/span&gt;, an adaption by Bed Maddow (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Asphalt Jungle&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Down Payment&lt;/span&gt;) of William Faulkner's 1948 novel filmed by director Clarence Brown on location in Oxford, Mississippi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I97KgloKWu4/TwM6blDRhqI/AAAAAAAABtw/n0MfjtJOmk0/s1600/intruderinthedustposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I97KgloKWu4/TwM6blDRhqI/AAAAAAAABtw/n0MfjtJOmk0/s320/intruderinthedustposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693458599403161250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I find in Clarence Brown's best work an empathy for the outsider, particularly as represented by youngsters in such films as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ah, Wilderness&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of Human Hearts&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Human Comedy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;National Velvet&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Yearling&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angels in the Outfield&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8FwH6Z-zRsA/TwM6xDYOzHI/AAAAAAAABug/tCgn7npTQ5c/s1600/intruderinthedustlucas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8FwH6Z-zRsA/TwM6xDYOzHI/AAAAAAAABug/tCgn7npTQ5c/s200/intruderinthedustlucas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693458968321379442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The young star of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Yearling&lt;/span&gt;, Claude Jarman Jr., here plays teenaged Chick Mallison whose preconceptions about life and people are forever changed by his relationship with Lucas Beauchamp played by the commanding Juano Hernandez (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trial&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Young Man With a Horn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stars in My Crown&lt;/span&gt;).  When the young Chick tries to pay Lucas for rescuing him from an accident he is rebuffed by the proud individual.  It is behavior that is beyond Chick's comprehension of what is the norm between himself, a white boy, and a black man.  Lucas continually confounds Chick's ideas, as he does most people.  Lucas is not a communicative and friendly man to anyone.  He lives life on his own terms.  Lucas is also the prime suspect and is arrested when a racist bully played by &lt;a href="http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-your-consideration-david-clarke.html"&gt;David Clarke&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Set-Up&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Narrow Margin&lt;/span&gt;) is murdered.  The outrage in the town is easily manipulated by the victim's father played by Porter Hall, in a stand-out performance, and brother played by a brutish Charles Kemper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SJenrDGEAFA/TwM9CeRJ-UI/AAAAAAAABvQ/5Kyeed09XBg/s1600/intruderinthedustpattersonkemper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SJenrDGEAFA/TwM9CeRJ-UI/AAAAAAAABvQ/5Kyeed09XBg/s320/intruderinthedustpattersonkemper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693461466620492098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chick, fulfilling an obligation he knows he owes Lucas, convinces his lawyer uncle played by David Brian to defend Lucas.  The law, in the form of the reluctant defender and the sheriff played by Will Geer, know that the day will end in a lynching and things are beyond their control.  It is Chick with the enlisted help of his friend, the son of his maid, Aleck played by Elzie Emanual who takes a dangerous nighttime trek to a burial site to find forensic evidence that will clear Lucas.  Only one thing will give the boys and the law the time they need by holding back the mob.  A dozen years before the celebrated scene with Gregory Peck in 1962s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;/span&gt;, we have the frail &lt;a href="http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-your-consideration-elizabeth.html"&gt;Elizabeth Patterson&lt;/a&gt; as schoolteacher Eunice Habersham setting up her rocking chair and facing down brutal mob mentality.  It is a spirited and inspiring role that should have more acclaim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8krkGhjRFY4/TwM6iXdzfBI/AAAAAAAABt8/VcyfjKhtosY/s1600/intruderinthedusttrio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8krkGhjRFY4/TwM6iXdzfBI/AAAAAAAABt8/VcyfjKhtosY/s320/intruderinthedusttrio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693458716015426578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intruder in the Dust&lt;/span&gt; is an exciting, thought-provoking, unsentimental story that will live with you long past the viewing.  TCM has the film scheduled for Monday, January 16 at 2:30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-5129545207839138285?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5129545207839138285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=5129545207839138285' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/5129545207839138285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/5129545207839138285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2012/01/caftan-womans-choice-one-for-january-on.html' title='Caftan Woman&apos;s Choice - One for January on TCM'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I97KgloKWu4/TwM6blDRhqI/AAAAAAAABtw/n0MfjtJOmk0/s72-c/intruderinthedustposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-5338506709312373901</id><published>2011-12-27T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T00:40:49.058-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arthur Conan Doyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William Gillette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Russell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basil of Baker Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Downey Jr.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sherlock Holmes'/><title type='text'>The Curious Incident of the Woman Who Changed Her Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oTltoO3uS5k/Tvo-z1SftzI/AAAAAAAABsE/41g6d6-YI2o/s1600/Holmesshadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oTltoO3uS5k/Tvo-z1SftzI/AAAAAAAABsE/41g6d6-YI2o/s320/Holmesshadow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690930139334948658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In your travels through life, if you are suddenly beset upon by an unemployed game show host who asks who, in your opinion, is the most influential and durable character in English Literature, I would be very surprised if you didn't answer Sherlock Holmes.  Of course, a pass will be given if you are one of those people who believes Holmes was a real person.  You can talk all you want of Poe's C. August Dupin, but it's Conan Doyle's 1887 creation who captured the world's imagination and never let go.  We cannot get enough of the Victorian era consulting detective whose popularity eventually came to so bedevil Sir Arthur.  The character whose basis is four novels and 56 short stories took on a life of his own.  People who have never read a Conan Doyle story know of 221B Baker Street, of the devoted chronicler Dr. John H. Watson, of Mrs. Hudson and Professor Moriarty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IIJ_pRAjBdw/Tvo_LO_ZE3I/AAAAAAAABs0/_yuu6YBR5Zs/s1600/BillGillette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IIJ_pRAjBdw/Tvo_LO_ZE3I/AAAAAAAABs0/_yuu6YBR5Zs/s320/BillGillette.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690930541371134834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For over a century the character of Sherlock Holmes has been subject to uncountable adaptions, homages and pastiches of varying success and quality.  Actors as diverse as Peter Cushing and Matt Frewer have assayed the role.  Some such as Basil Rathbone and Jeremy Brett, despite their wide-ranging careers, are indelibly associated with Sherlock Holmes.  One of the first and best to tie his name and image with that of Holmes was the American actor William Gillette (pictured left) who, with Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's permission, adapted &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherlock Holmes&lt;/span&gt; for the stage in 1899.  While Gillette was working on the project and appearing on stage in San Francisco a hotel fire destroyed both the original Conan Doyle manuscript from which he was working and Gillette's own finished play.  He patiently rewrote the entire play which is a lesson for those of us stymied by computer crashes.  It was Gillette  who gave Holmes his deerstalker cap and magnifying glass, and the line &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Elementary, my dear fellow."&lt;/span&gt;  William Gillette played Holmes for over 30 seasons on the stage and gave his last performance for radio at the age of 79.  Orson Welles is to have said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; “It is not enough to say that William Gillette resembles Sherlock  Holmes, Sherlock Holmes looks  exactly like William Gillette.”&lt;/span&gt;  It is not a stretch to imagine that Basil Rathbone must have seen Gillette and been influenced when he first played Holmes in 1939s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hound of the Baskervilles&lt;/span&gt; and, surely, Rathbone has influenced future performers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AFHMWM98Jlo/Tvo_tUV7xuI/AAAAAAAABtM/qmQI146TE9Q/s1600/Basil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AFHMWM98Jlo/Tvo_tUV7xuI/AAAAAAAABtM/qmQI146TE9Q/s320/Basil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690931126923413218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The mania for all things Holmesian continues into the 21st century.  Fans of television mysteries see the clear line from 1880s stories printed in The Strand magazine to David Shore's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;House, MD&lt;/span&gt;, Bruno Heller's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Mentalist&lt;/span&gt; and Steven Moffat's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherlock&lt;/span&gt;.  My book shelves contain not only my annotated and illustrated original Holmes stories, but many of the homages and imaginings of other writers from Eve Titus' &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Basil of Baker Street&lt;/span&gt;, August Derleth's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Solar Pons&lt;/span&gt;, Steve Hockensmith's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Holmes on the Range&lt;/span&gt; series, Laurie R. King's engrossing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mary Russell&lt;/span&gt; novels, and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aa2wfEh6vwI/Tvo-73hdtUI/AAAAAAAABsQ/sIAODZMwHdQ/s1600/Holmesposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aa2wfEh6vwI/Tvo-73hdtUI/AAAAAAAABsQ/sIAODZMwHdQ/s320/Holmesposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690930277373556034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A couple of years ago when Guy Ritchie's Sherlock Holmes movie starring Robert Downey Jr. and Jude Law was announced, I was intrigued because I am one of those who can't get enough of Holmes.  However, I frequent certain areas of the internet (the IMDb) which suddenly and frightfully became a breeding ground of Holmes purists who were aghast at the thought of the movie.  I am someone who didn't object when an animated Holmes was frozen and brought back to life in the future in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherlock Holmes in the 22nd Century&lt;/span&gt;.  I have no purist scruples because it has been proven that Holmes is untouchable.  I was keen on the project until I saw the trailer.  My trailer judgements are swift and irrevocable.  Strike one, the cinematography had an annoying greyish tint which I supposed was to accommodate CGI.  Strike two, there was no discernible plot.  Strike three, an alarming amount of slow-mo and an over-reliance on smart-assery.  The entire thing left me with an overwhelming sense of "meh".  I sighed and dismissed the movie from my universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Harry Potter movies are a tradition the family shares at the theatre so early last autumn I made a rare trip to a movie theatre.  It is a rare trip nowadays because I resent the cost, the piped in pop music I spend most of my life trying to avoid, and the commercials.  Time was you went to the movies because there were no commercials, but that pleasure can now only be enjoyed in the comfort of your own home.  I wept my way through the trailer for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;War Horse&lt;/span&gt;, much to the amusement of my loved ones, and next came a sequel to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherlock Holmes&lt;/span&gt;.  I steeled myself for the onslaught of "meh" which did not come.  I was amused.  I was intrigued.  How could this be so?  I puzzled and puzzled till my puzzler was sore.  Then I thought of something I hadn't before.  What if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherlock Holmes&lt;/span&gt; (2009) wasn't a bore?  What if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherlock Holmes&lt;/span&gt; (2009), perhaps, was a little bit more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A couple of weeks before Christmas after a hard day of shopping, I gave &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherlock Holmes &lt;/span&gt;(2009) a chance.  The family is well aware of my intractable trailer judgments so I bore with good grace my daughter's smirk and raised eyebrow.  She does it because she can and because nothing is more annoying to someone who can't raise one eyebrow and whose smirk looks like a grimace of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Back to the movie.  The darn thing did have a plot.  A wackadoodle peer played by Mark Strong was manipulating a secret society and fear of the supernatural in a plan to TAKE OVER THE WORLD.  Cool!  Who else but a wackadoodle private consulting detective could defeat such a villain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My eyes became accustomed to the grey tinted cinematography which may  have been to accommodate CGI and might also have been to indicate a  smokey, foggy London.  At any rate, after a while I stopped wishing  someone would squeegy the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Robert Downey Jr. rarely puts a foot wrong as an actor for me, and his Holmes continued in that vein.  Jude Law exemplified the perfect Watson.  The characters are so firmly established in our imaginations that we had no need to go back and be introduced to them, there they were, fully formed waiting for us to enjoy the adventure.  The brilliant and arrogant Holmes, both admirable and aggravating, and the loyal and understanding Watson.  Dr. Watson is the friend we all should be or should have - someone who puts up with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If there must be a woman in the picture, and there must, then it must the "the" woman and it was.  Canadian gal Rachel McAdams played the adventuress Irene Adler as if she were the long lost grandmother of Emma Peel of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Avengers&lt;/span&gt;.  The spirited action worked in the style of the story told.  We even had a peek at a mysterious professor pulling strings from the shadows.  Oooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I enjoyed an amusing bit wherein Holmes would imagine his next move prior to carrying it out.  It was clever and not overdone.  All the plot lines tied up nicely at the end for a satisfying movie experience.  I thoroughly enjoyed the entire romp and look forward to the sequel.  I am only concerned about my heretofore reliable trailer judgment.  What else have I been missing out on?  Perhaps that movie with the boxing robot - but, no.  Let's not be silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-5338506709312373901?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5338506709312373901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=5338506709312373901' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/5338506709312373901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/5338506709312373901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-your-travels-through-life-if-you-are.html' title='The Curious Incident of the Woman Who Changed Her Mind'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oTltoO3uS5k/Tvo-z1SftzI/AAAAAAAABsE/41g6d6-YI2o/s72-c/Holmesshadow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-7030046747023329587</id><published>2011-12-09T13:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T16:18:15.977-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace Kelly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie Chaplin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alastair Sim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virginia Cherrill'/><title type='text'>Six Degrees of Separation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GS_wx2k4XZY/TuJ_BJwGkCI/AAAAAAAABrg/GakPRos1QZc/s1600/hotpink.jpg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 86px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GS_wx2k4XZY/TuJ_BJwGkCI/AAAAAAAABrg/GakPRos1QZc/s200/hotpink.jpg.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684245337469259810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MacGuffin Movies Round:  link Her Serene Highness Princess Grace to the Clown Prince Charlie Chaplin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Classic Becky began the festivities with a link from Chaplin to lovely Virginia Cherrill in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;City Lights &lt;/span&gt;and passed the baton this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AI3RkkHQzEk/TuJ_gjqHhDI/AAAAAAAABrs/jccHgAnnv14/s1600/virginiacherrill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AI3RkkHQzEk/TuJ_gjqHhDI/AAAAAAAABrs/jccHgAnnv14/s200/virginiacherrill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684245876999423026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Virginia Cherrill appeared in the 1936 feature &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Troubled Waters&lt;/span&gt; with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0bk7_68ynX0/TuJ_sSJvuLI/AAAAAAAABr4/CRyrtnHLXLI/s1600/alastairsimcockrill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0bk7_68ynX0/TuJ_sSJvuLI/AAAAAAAABr4/CRyrtnHLXLI/s200/alastairsimcockrill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684246078458673330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...none other than the man of the month, Alastair Sim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, let's see ... who shall I ... Hey, Vincent (&lt;a href="http://carole-and-co.livejournal.com/"&gt;Carole &amp;amp; Company&lt;/a&gt;), remember back when you knocked on my door and I wasn't home to play the game?  Well, tag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  It should be an easy three links to Grace from Sim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-7030046747023329587?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/7030046747023329587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=7030046747023329587' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/7030046747023329587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/7030046747023329587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/12/six-degrees-of-separation.html' title='Six Degrees of Separation'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GS_wx2k4XZY/TuJ_BJwGkCI/AAAAAAAABrg/GakPRos1QZc/s72-c/hotpink.jpg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-5671278816856526872</id><published>2011-12-07T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T16:24:10.358-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Addinsell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noel Langley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alastair Sim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Christmas Carol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brian Desmond Hurst'/><title type='text'>Caftan Woman's Choice - One for December on TCM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rXyxlRq7h64/Tt_BwpcKVbI/AAAAAAAABrU/Fs54PfG-xso/s1600/tcmlogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 110px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rXyxlRq7h64/Tt_BwpcKVbI/AAAAAAAABrU/Fs54PfG-xso/s200/tcmlogo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683474296266708402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Honestly, I don't know how Ben Mankiewicz does it.  It's the fourth month of my self-imposed challenge to choose one film to recommend each month from TCM's schedule, and I'm a nervous wreck.  December is a month filled with endless movie delights, but if only one movie is watched during the month it must be 1951s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas Carol&lt;/span&gt;.  I hear you. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Really, Caftan Woman?  You must know that we all watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Christmas Carol&lt;/span&gt; and who doesn't love the 1951 feature?"&lt;/span&gt;  True, but Christmas is a time of tradition, not originality.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Christmas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carol &lt;/span&gt;has been a Christmas Eve tradition since my girlhood some fifty-odd years ago and this gives me a chance to sing its praises.  It regularly plays on Canadian television on that night, and when VHS tapes hit the market it was my first purchase in case of any unforeseen distractions.  It's not Christmas without that annual viewing with a hot pot of tea and something sweet (Nanaimo bars, anyone?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a_dedPWdo2A/Tt_BpxO8VoI/AAAAAAAABrI/st-I7yrbTlE/s1600/alastairsimscrooge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a_dedPWdo2A/Tt_BpxO8VoI/AAAAAAAABrI/st-I7yrbTlE/s320/alastairsimscrooge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683474178099664514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alastair Sim as Ebenezer Scrooge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It starts with the story and Charles Dickens was one of the best story men of all time.  His novels delighted audiences in the 19th century and still do in the 21st.  Mankind being what we are, we haven't changed that much.  The story of Ebenezer Scrooge shown the path to make his and others lives better by the spirits of the past, present and future is a lesson in faith, hope, charity, redemption and grace that speaks to our core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Brian Desmond Hurst produced and directed the "potboiler" in the summer of 1951 to cash into the Christmas market, challenging the idea that you have to spend two years in the desert to make a masterpiece.  The Irish born Hurst was a veteran of WWI who studied film under John Ford in Hollywood before returning to Europe to create his well-regarded films.  Hurst's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Christmas Carol&lt;/span&gt; is  presented with a sense of authenticity in setting and characterization  that sets it apart and above the countless other versions of the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Noel Langley adapted the screenplay.  His 40 year career on both sides of the Atlantic includes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maytime&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edward, My Son&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shirley Temple's Storybook &lt;/span&gt;on television.  Some of the changes and nice touches he brought to the story include making Ebenezer the younger brother of Fan and having his mother die in childbirth make a symmetrical connection to the story of nephew Fred.  Langley added to the business relationship between Scrooge and Marley.  Instead of Ebenezer seeing his lost love enjoying the family life he might have shared, Scrooge saw his former fiance a single woman assisting the poor.  When Scrooge asks the Ghost of Christmas Present if the people are real or shadows, the spirit responds&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "We are the shadows.  Did you not cut yourself off from your fellow beings when you lost the love of that gentle creature?"&lt;/span&gt;  I can't help think that Dickens himself would nod and smile at that line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ek3SbAcvIyk/Tt_BmPVHZFI/AAAAAAAABq8/an2rx76RGm0/s1600/scroogeandmarley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ek3SbAcvIyk/Tt_BmPVHZFI/AAAAAAAABq8/an2rx76RGm0/s320/scroogeandmarley.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683474117459141714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Hordern as Jacob Marley's ghost&lt;br /&gt;Alastair Sim as Ebenezer Scrooge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The crowning jewel is the casting of Alastair Sim as Scrooge.  Sim had been stealing scenes and delighting film and stage audiences for years.  They couldn't get enough of his plummy voice, pop eyes and the unique way he had of insinuating himself into a character yet at the same time letting us in on the joy in his work.  Michael Hordern (not yet Sir) is truly eerie and heartbreaking as Jacob Marley.  Hordern would also play Scrooge in a 1977 TV version of the story.  Sim and Hordern would reprise their Scrooge and Marley roles in Richard Williams' stunning 1971 animated version of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the most memorable characters is Mrs. Dilber.  In the story that is the name used for the laundress, however Langley gave it to the charlady and Kathleen Harrison ran with the role.  Ms. Harrison had as long a career as a life, and she lived to be 103, with one of her last television roles in another Dickens adaption when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our Mutual Friend&lt;/span&gt; appeared as part of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Masterpiece&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Theatre&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mervyn Johns is my favourite Bob Cratchit.  He plays a sweet soul, but not cloying, who is servile to a mean master only because he must.  Hermione Baddeley is a perfect match as the loyal Mrs. Cratchit, and it tickles me to think that in over a decade she would be cavorting with Johns daughter Glynis in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sister Suffragette&lt;/span&gt; when&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Mary Poppins&lt;/span&gt; hits the screen.  Ernest Thesiger (the infamous Dr. Pretorious from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bride of Frankenstein&lt;/span&gt;) is droll as the undertaker and Miles Malleson (the sultan from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Thief of Bagdad&lt;/span&gt;) unforgettable as Old Joe the junk man.  The entire film is an embarrassment of riches when it comes to Britain's fine character actors.  As Old Joe says in the movie,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "We're all suitable to our calling."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jt6sjJVvqR4/Tt_BhIIS8UI/AAAAAAAABqw/KzS9snovIOo/s1600/cratchitfamily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jt6sjJVvqR4/Tt_BhIIS8UI/AAAAAAAABqw/KzS9snovIOo/s320/cratchitfamily.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683474029626978626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Glyn Dearman (Tiny Tim), Alastair Sim (Ebenezer Scrooge)&lt;br /&gt;Francis De Wolff (Ghost of Christmas Present)&lt;br /&gt;John Charlesworth (Peter Cratchit), Mervyn Johns (Bob Cratchit)&lt;br /&gt;Hermione Baddeley (Mrs. Cratchit)&lt;br /&gt;Assorted Cratchits champing at the bit for Christmas to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The music for the film is from Richard Addinsell whose popular &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Warsaw Concerto&lt;/span&gt; is from another Hurst film, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dangerous Moonlight&lt;/span&gt;.  The booming introduction to the movie never fails to produce goose bumps, and the imaginative use of familiar Christmas tunes and of the folk song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Barbara Allen&lt;/span&gt; as a theme for Fan still brings a tear to my eye.  In the Dickens story he mentions only a "familiar air" in relation to Scrooge's sister and the sweetly melancholy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Barbara Allen&lt;/span&gt; is a perfect choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tl5wGk8Ztuo?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="459"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the story Dickens mentions &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sir Roger de Coverley&lt;/span&gt;, a traditional Christmas dance tune and it is featured prominently at Fezziwig's party.  Our local classic radio station in Toronto has the tune as part of its' Christmas playlist.  I never can hear those fiddles start up without hearing Alastair Sim, with excitement in his voice, say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Look, there's Old Fezziwig and Mrs. Fezziwig - top couple."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;We are back to Mr. Sim whose transformation from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"a squeezing, wrenching, grasping,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;scraping, clutching, covetous old sinner"&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"as good a friend, as good a master, and as good a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;man as the good old city knew"&lt;/span&gt; is total and touching and real.  It is all that is all we can ask and more from any performance of Scrooge and any adaption of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Christmas Carol&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If your 24th is already booked and hasn't room for this personal and Canadian tradition, TCM is screening 1951s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Christmas Carol&lt;/span&gt; for the first time on the network on Monday, December 12th at 8:00 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-5671278816856526872?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5671278816856526872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=5671278816856526872' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/5671278816856526872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/5671278816856526872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/12/caftan-womans-choice-one-for-december.html' title='Caftan Woman&apos;s Choice - One for December on TCM'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rXyxlRq7h64/Tt_BwpcKVbI/AAAAAAAABrU/Fs54PfG-xso/s72-c/tcmlogo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-8581668336334783352</id><published>2011-12-05T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T14:28:54.542-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Osborne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TCM'/><title type='text'>Ode to Mine Host</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nsBdMqpleEw/Tt092pNYFxI/AAAAAAAABqk/gZuMyohUjYI/s1600/robertosborne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nsBdMqpleEw/Tt092pNYFxI/AAAAAAAABqk/gZuMyohUjYI/s320/robertosborne.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682766313795622674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ease of manner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A twinkle in his eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A fan and a scholar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sigh.  What a guy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear Robert Osborne,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you enjoyed your recent time away from TCM.  Don't do it again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Caftan Woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-8581668336334783352?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8581668336334783352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=8581668336334783352' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/8581668336334783352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/8581668336334783352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/12/ode-to-mine-host.html' title='Ode to Mine Host'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nsBdMqpleEw/Tt092pNYFxI/AAAAAAAABqk/gZuMyohUjYI/s72-c/robertosborne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-2180953944535672289</id><published>2011-11-24T13:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T06:42:18.448-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bing Crosby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sackville AllStars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alfred Burt'/><title type='text'>Listening is important.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VIoK8d8wJP4/Ts6y9U1z5_I/AAAAAAAABnY/QvWd3FRldsQ/s1600/ClareandVinnie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VIoK8d8wJP4/Ts6y9U1z5_I/AAAAAAAABnY/QvWd3FRldsQ/s320/ClareandVinnie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678672946796947442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Irene Dunne as Vinnie and William Powell as Clarence Day, Sr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life With Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A scene in the Day household -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clarence:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll tell you one thing, I'll never be baptized as long as that hideous monstrosity&lt;/span&gt; (pug dog statue) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is in this house&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vinnie:&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alright.  Alright.  Clarence&lt;/span&gt; (Jr.).  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That pug dog goes back this   afternoon and he is christened first thing in the morning.  You heard   him didn't you, Clarence?  You heard him say that he'd be baptized as   soon as I got this pug dog out of the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A scene in the Nolan/Hall household -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't tell me you're listening to Christmas music!  The Americans haven't even had their Thanksgiving yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You heard him didn't you, kids?  He said as soon as it was American Thanksgiving it was all Christmas music, all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What   many people (meaning husbands) don't understand is that Christmas   music, like the Christmas movies and books, must be started early or the   season will pass without seeing reading or listening to all your old   favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a box full of tapes and CDs, and a shelf lined with LPs that call out to me.  These are a but a few of the many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UIM-WbcuNT4/Ts68ygblOII/AAAAAAAABp0/cJhhhhVwy_k/s1600/VinceandCharlieBrown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UIM-WbcuNT4/Ts68ygblOII/AAAAAAAABp0/cJhhhhVwy_k/s200/VinceandCharlieBrown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678683756045875330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vince  Guaraldi's soundtrack to the 1965 television special combines a  true  sense of childhood innocence with a touch of adult nostalgia that  is at  the same time a part of and transcends the iconic Charles Schulz   characters of Charlie Brown, Lucy, Linus, Schroeder and Snoopy.  For   many youngsters it is their introduction to jazz.  A happy introduction   that will influence a lifetime of musical enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H83CK2hMNo8/Ts68lDjcZeI/AAAAAAAABpQ/s4pjHuCtsLs/s1600/Bingatimetobejolly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H83CK2hMNo8/Ts68lDjcZeI/AAAAAAAABpQ/s4pjHuCtsLs/s200/Bingatimetobejolly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678683524955923938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Round and round the Christmas tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Opening presents with the family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One for you and two for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, what a Christmas day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bing's  classic &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt; album with White Christmas, Silver Bells  with  Carol Richards, the fun tunes with the Andrews Sisters and the hymns  gets a  major workout this time of year, but I always start out with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A  Time to  Be Jolly&lt;/span&gt;.  It is a joyous album with a party feeling that I  find  irresistible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nkKza0oDhcQ/Ts68TB6bcTI/AAAAAAAABog/Ix8RUvJ13Eo/s1600/Sackville.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nkKza0oDhcQ/Ts68TB6bcTI/AAAAAAAABog/Ix8RUvJ13Eo/s200/Sackville.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678683215277814066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Released  in 1986  with Milt Hinton, Ralph Sutton, Gus Johnson, Jim  Galloway  going to town on traditional Christmas songs, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Sackville  All Star  Christmas Record&lt;/span&gt; became an immediate classic in our family.  I  was  "adopted" into a family simply by virtue of reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Harpo Speaks&lt;/span&gt;.   If  you listen to the Sackville album, you automatically become one of  us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kJ0rTR97TEo/Ts68qqtxlNI/AAAAAAAABpc/0txWvktgkLo/s1600/Natthechristmassong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kJ0rTR97TEo/Ts68qqtxlNI/AAAAAAAABpc/0txWvktgkLo/s200/Natthechristmassong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678683621367583954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The album cover alone is comforting, but add Nat's voice and you are immediately enveloped in a sense of wonder and the best that Christmas has ever meant to you, or will ever mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3YoESiPk9M/Ts68unsTfeI/AAAAAAAABpo/srL5O_mnMnc/s1600/Perrymerrychristmasmusic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3YoESiPk9M/Ts68unsTfeI/AAAAAAAABpo/srL5O_mnMnc/s200/Perrymerrychristmasmusic.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678683689275588066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Perry Como.  Just thinking about him makes me smile.  His heart seems to be in the Christmas music, both joyous and reverent.  I must hear Perry recite &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Night Before Christmas&lt;/span&gt; every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NN1CkzcFkzQ/Ts6-MCsxkSI/AAAAAAAABqM/99P4MoPmyLw/s1600/MaureenMcGovern.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NN1CkzcFkzQ/Ts6-MCsxkSI/AAAAAAAABqM/99P4MoPmyLw/s200/MaureenMcGovern.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678685294253150498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another album I consider an instant classic is the eclectic Christmas album from the glorious Maureen McGovern.  A contemporary take on traditional music that retains all of the old-fashioned heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zw4DGP3t-uA/Ts68f4toLjI/AAAAAAAABpE/LdMHbXG_-1o/s1600/Thesingersunlimitedchristmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zw4DGP3t-uA/Ts68f4toLjI/AAAAAAAABpE/LdMHbXG_-1o/s200/Thesingersunlimitedchristmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678683436146503218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is one of the tragedies of my life that the Hi-Lo's never made a Christmas album.  Gene Puerling, being kind of heart as well as genius of mind, made up for it when he took his Singers Unlimited, Don Shelton, Len Dresslar and Bonnie Herman into the studio for this must-have, must-listen-to album.  It is what you point to when you want to scoff at those who claim perfection cannot be achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0JBGCgqPjcQ/Ts-TkocZnsI/AAAAAAAABqY/9mGwMAPZ4jo/s1600/alfredburt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0JBGCgqPjcQ/Ts-TkocZnsI/AAAAAAAABqY/9mGwMAPZ4jo/s200/alfredburt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678919912678596290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many of the wonderful tracks on the Singers Unlimited &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; are the Christmas songs of Alfred Burt.  Jazz trumpeter and composer Burt originally collaborated with his father Bates Burt, an Episcopal minster on Christmas songs presented as gifts to family and friends.  After his father's death he continued the tradition with organist Willa Hutson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al Burt was a member of the Alvino Rey (married to Louise King) orchestra and through that association his carols were popularized by the King Family, first at their personal Christmas parties and on their television specials.  His wonderful carols were recorded by Columbia records (company president James Conkling was married to Donna King) shortly before Al's untimely death from cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al Burt's lovely songs include &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christmas Cometh Caroling&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesu Parvule&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah, Bleak and Chill the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wintry Wind&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bright, Bright, the Holly Berries&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Star Carol&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Caroling Caroling&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We'll Dress&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the House&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Some Children See Him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Al Burt's carols have come to mean Christmas to me more and more as the years go by.  Along with the Singers Unlimited album they are front and centre on Bing's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Time to be Jolly&lt;/span&gt; and Maureen McGovern's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NYDWxH7DyBA/Ts69KrhXlkI/AAAAAAAABqA/uy25bZjfAFQ/s1600/FestivalofCarols.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NYDWxH7DyBA/Ts69KrhXlkI/AAAAAAAABqA/uy25bZjfAFQ/s200/FestivalofCarols.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678684171339798082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Composer/arranger LeRoy Anderson's thrilling medleys of familiar carols are my traditional Christmas wrapping soundtrack.  The album was saved from cutout limbo at the old Sam the Record Man on Yonge Street in Toronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Che9QNryR_o/Ts68anRHiZI/AAAAAAAABo4/Lk0YOazQWy0/s1600/DenverMuppets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Che9QNryR_o/Ts68anRHiZI/AAAAAAAABo4/Lk0YOazQWy0/s200/DenverMuppets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678683345564174738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why, oh why isn't this fabulous TV special from 1979 available on DVD?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KlWi8dtKZ6c/Ts68XQw1cMI/AAAAAAAABos/pEexguDO518/s1600/Ponderosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KlWi8dtKZ6c/Ts68XQw1cMI/AAAAAAAABos/pEexguDO518/s200/Ponderosa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678683287983583426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah!  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas on the Pondersa&lt;/span&gt;.  Wanna make somethin' of it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KV2k-E_SzSU/Ts68JdmFtLI/AAAAAAAABoI/9xCZmMVWujE/s1600/AnOldMetChristmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KV2k-E_SzSU/Ts68JdmFtLI/AAAAAAAABoI/9xCZmMVWujE/s200/AnOldMetChristmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678683050910004402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Old-time opera recordings are my happy place.  I think I am reincarnated from the gramaphone set.  This compilation features songs mainly from radio broadcasts and cover years ranging from the 1920s to the 1970s.  Every year I find a new favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bDFsADWPWCQ/Ts68D1-yWhI/AAAAAAAABn8/yXplFDWdj-k/s1600/1940schristmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 167px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bDFsADWPWCQ/Ts68D1-yWhI/AAAAAAAABn8/yXplFDWdj-k/s200/1940schristmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678682954376829458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love the Christmas compilations like this misnamed CD from Publisher's Clearing House.  Not all of the tracks are from the 1940s, but I'm not going to quibble if they want to give me Mel Torme and Jack Jones from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Judy Garland Show&lt;/span&gt; along with Buddy Clark, Joe Williams and Benny Goodman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also the Robert Shaw Chorale and the Chieftains and Doris Day and The Mills Brothers and Peggy Lee and Jim Reeves and Roger Williams and The Platters and ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving to my American friends, and thanks for the often mentioned, but seldom followed  guideline to when it is appropriate to listen to all Christmas music, all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-2180953944535672289?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2180953944535672289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=2180953944535672289' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/2180953944535672289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/2180953944535672289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/11/listening-is-important.html' title='Listening is important.'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VIoK8d8wJP4/Ts6y9U1z5_I/AAAAAAAABnY/QvWd3FRldsQ/s72-c/ClareandVinnie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-2017803771596540701</id><published>2011-11-18T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T05:49:41.715-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pinocchio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rhythm on the River'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Rub'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Great Waltz'/><title type='text'>What's that guy's name?  Christian Rub.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mdWAzQI2HHA/TsbJ57oKDNI/AAAAAAAABhM/hov7txS03Tk/s1600/christianrub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mdWAzQI2HHA/TsbJ57oKDNI/AAAAAAAABhM/hov7txS03Tk/s400/christianrub.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676446377442938066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christian Rub&lt;br /&gt;1886-1956&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We were watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeopardy&lt;/span&gt;.  The category was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Things Related to Wood&lt;/span&gt;.  Two of the "questions" were&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "What is Tales from the Vienna Woods?"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Who is Pinocchio?"&lt;/span&gt;.  I turned to my husband and commented that this was a good night for Christian Rub (pronounced and sometimes spelled "Rube") fans because in 1938s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Great Waltz&lt;/span&gt; he played the carriage driver who helped Strauss and the soprano compose that song, and in Disney's 1940s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pinocchio&lt;/span&gt; Rub was the human model and voice for Geppetto.  The breadth and depth of my knowledge stunned my beloved into silence.  I'm sure he was in awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sadly, even my cherished character actor books could provide no details on Mr. Rub's life personal life other than his birthplace in Bavaria and that his wife's name was Amy, but his movie career places him in a number of bona fide classics and personal classics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6msLuw8fWrE/TsbJ1wHtDyI/AAAAAAAABhA/VPzGj2KucNE/s1600/geppeto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6msLuw8fWrE/TsbJ1wHtDyI/AAAAAAAABhA/VPzGj2KucNE/s400/geppeto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676446305634553634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christian Rub, Cliff Edwards and Dickie Jones cut a rug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pinocchio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some actors become famous for playing butlers.  In Christian Rub's case he played more than his fair share of janitors and groundskeepers.  Check out &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Princess O'Rourke&lt;/span&gt; with Olivia de Havilland,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Once Upon a Time&lt;/span&gt; with Cary Grant, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mary Stevens MD&lt;/span&gt; with Kay Francis, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Murder&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on a Bridle Path&lt;/span&gt; with James Gleason, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AllThis, and Heaven Too &lt;/span&gt;with Bette Davis,  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Henry Aldrich for President&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rhapsody in Blue&lt;/span&gt; among many others.  The one valet credit I could find was the Warren William picture &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Outcast&lt;/span&gt;.  I have yet to see it, but it looks like a dandy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b0BddYsqdvA/TsbJxIORfhI/AAAAAAAABg0/AKNvFTV6TDk/s1600/thegreatwaltz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b0BddYsqdvA/TsbJxIORfhI/AAAAAAAABg0/AKNvFTV6TDk/s320/thegreatwaltz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676446226205212178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miliza Korjus, Christian Rub, Fernand Gravet make music history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Great Waltz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When not sweeping up, Christian Rub played a number of musicians and music lovers.  He's a cellist in the Charles Laughton segment of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tales of Manhattan&lt;/span&gt;, a trombone player in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tovarich&lt;/span&gt; and is featured in two Deanna Durbin movies &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mad About Music &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Hundred&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men and a Girl&lt;/span&gt;.  He's adorable as a sympathetic innkeeper in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Cat and the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fiddle&lt;/span&gt; with Jeanette MacDonald and Roman Navarro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/g_9xNnJzmws?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="459"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Above is my favourite performance of a title song of a movie, 1940s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rhythm on the River&lt;/span&gt; starring Bing Crosby.  Christian Rub is the pawnbroker in the background who can't keep from grooving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While searching for photos of Christian Rub online I found him misidentified on a couple of sites.  He is not now nor never has been Ian Wolfe or Donald Meek.  Such an infraction against all three gentlemen would be considered criminal in my family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Look for Christian Rub the next time you watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You Can't Take It With You &lt;/span&gt;where he is one of the Vanderhoff's neighbours or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Captains Courageous&lt;/span&gt; as one of the shipmates.  Soon you'll compile your own list of personal classics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-2017803771596540701?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2017803771596540701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=2017803771596540701' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/2017803771596540701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/2017803771596540701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/11/whats-that-guys-name-christian-rub.html' title='What&apos;s that guy&apos;s name?  Christian Rub.'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mdWAzQI2HHA/TsbJ57oKDNI/AAAAAAAABhM/hov7txS03Tk/s72-c/christianrub.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-3144229267203477811</id><published>2011-11-11T05:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T07:05:57.415-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remembrance Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John McCrae'/><title type='text'>Remembrance Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NcJNy9303gQ/Tr0mdlSrccI/AAAAAAAABgc/oLgmqEZ656Q/s1600/flandersfield.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NcJNy9303gQ/Tr0mdlSrccI/AAAAAAAABgc/oLgmqEZ656Q/s320/flandersfield.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673733395225211330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In Flanders fields the poppies blow&lt;br /&gt;     Between the crosses, row on row,&lt;br /&gt;  That mark our place; and in the sky&lt;br /&gt;  The larks, still bravely singing, fly&lt;br /&gt;Scarce heard amid the guns below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the Dead. Short days ago&lt;br /&gt;We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,&lt;br /&gt;  Loved and were loved, and now we lie,&lt;br /&gt;        In Flanders fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take up our quarrel with the foe:&lt;br /&gt;To you from failing hands we throw&lt;br /&gt;  The torch; be yours to hold it high.&lt;br /&gt;  If ye break faith with us who die&lt;br /&gt;We shall not sleep, though poppies grow&lt;br /&gt;        In Flanders fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Y-TsKgEALo/Tr0mj2q2AhI/AAAAAAAABgo/BKOKRXtjRSU/s1600/johnmccrae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Y-TsKgEALo/Tr0mj2q2AhI/AAAAAAAABgo/BKOKRXtjRSU/s200/johnmccrae.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673733502969184786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John McCrae was born in Guelph, Ontario on November 30, 1878.  His family background of Scottish immigrants was military with a strong sense of duty and Presbyterian with a strong sense of spirituality.  McCrae joined the Guelph Militia while in High School and when attending the University of Toronto in 1892 joined the Queen's Own Rifles.  He studied medicine on a scholarship and tutored to defray expenses.  Two of his students became the first female doctors in Ontario.  McCrae also studied medicine in England.  In 1899 he fought as a Captain in South Africa, but resigned because of what he felt was poor treatment of the ill and injured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;John McCrae was a noted physician who filled his leisure time with poetry, sketching and a love of the sea.  Many times he signed on as a seaman to travel between North America and England.  In 1914, not unlike many of his generation, for a sense of duty and a sense of adventure McCrae reenlisted for King and Country, a field surgeon with the rank of Lieutenant Colonel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;McCrae's former student and friend Lt. Alexis Helmer was killed at the Second Battle of Ypres, also known as Flanders Fields.  Amid the carnage and sadness John McCrae found an outlet by composing his most famous poem.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In Flanders Fields&lt;/span&gt; was published in the magazine &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Punch&lt;/span&gt; in December of 1915 and immediately struck a chord with the grieving families and battle weary soldiers.  The poppy was adopted as a symbol of remembrance throughout the Commonwealth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;John McCrae suffered from asthma most of his life and passed in the field on January 28, 1918 from complications from pneumonia.  His life and work, including his poetry and medical text books,  is honoured in museums and schools throughout Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month of 1918 Germany signed the armistice.  It is on this date we pay tribute to the sacrifices made during the war to end all - and those which followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-3144229267203477811?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3144229267203477811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=3144229267203477811' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/3144229267203477811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/3144229267203477811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/11/remembrance-day.html' title='Remembrance Day'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NcJNy9303gQ/Tr0mdlSrccI/AAAAAAAABgc/oLgmqEZ656Q/s72-c/flandersfield.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-1236811732327420511</id><published>2011-11-09T07:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T07:15:18.975-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Memories on the Lake Shore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Classic Film and TV Cafe'/><title type='text'>Where Are My Manners?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kxc2BILzzy0/TrqXzj5ZB3I/AAAAAAAABgQ/IVfcUJUfksc/s1600/emilypost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kxc2BILzzy0/TrqXzj5ZB3I/AAAAAAAABgQ/IVfcUJUfksc/s320/emilypost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673013592691640178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The bustle of day-to-day life is no excuse for not mentioning that Caftan Woman was invited to spend some time at the most comfortable spot on the net, the&lt;a href="http://classic-film-tv.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://classic-film-tv.blogspot.com/"&gt;Classic Film and TV Cafe&lt;/a&gt;, where some movie memories are shared.  Please join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-1236811732327420511?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1236811732327420511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=1236811732327420511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/1236811732327420511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/1236811732327420511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/11/where-are-my-manners.html' title='Where Are My Manners?'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kxc2BILzzy0/TrqXzj5ZB3I/AAAAAAAABgQ/IVfcUJUfksc/s72-c/emilypost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-8307897148635986771</id><published>2011-11-03T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T11:24:54.942-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Invinsible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etobicoke Garbage collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November 1 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto EMS'/><title type='text'>Caftan Woman vs. Garbage Truck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AAKsRvqmBEY/TrMZorHiPcI/AAAAAAAABgE/p_HUylm0IfU/s1600/TakeThat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AAKsRvqmBEY/TrMZorHiPcI/AAAAAAAABgE/p_HUylm0IfU/s400/TakeThat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670904542349376962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Take That!" by Janet C. Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;November got off to a flying start.  My lingering cold had progressed from the "cuddled under a quilt on the couch with chicken soup watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bend of the River&lt;/span&gt;" phase to the "need more moisture laden tissue and pizzazz in my life" phase.  I can think of no better way to add pizzazz than to mix club soda with orange-tangerine juice (it's pizzazz on a budget).  The grocery store is only two and a half blocks from home, but who knows what else I might pick up so I took my cart aka bundle buggy to pick up the necessaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Middle-aged women who take a cart to pick up two items at the store are notoriously cautious pedestrians.  I had finished the first half block on the return home south on Royal York Road and stopped at Van Every noting the garbage truck stopped at the crosswalk and the worker loading garbage.  The truck was stopped.  I assumed the driver had seen me because isn't being aware of your surroundings part of the driver's job?  I calmly started through the crosswalk.  I was in front of the truck when I realized it had started and was moving!!  Moving!!  I shouted.  I started to run in a loop out into the street.  Middle-aged women who take a cart to pick up two items at the grocery store are not noted for their swiftness.  I don't believe I have ever been more frightened.    I think I heard people on the street shouting.  I'm not certain what alerted the driver, but as the truck struck my back it stopped.  I went flying and tried to dig a hole in Royal York Road with my face.  I didn't lose consciousness.  I was crying.  I was bleeding.  My cart was totaled.  I hate to think that that would have been me if I hadn't brought the cart along, but I can't stop thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Good Samaritans abounded.  One fellow got napkins from the nearby (Gavin's favourite) pizza restaurant for the blood.  My new friend Crystal turned her car to stop oncoming traffic and phoned my daughter Janet, two blocks away blithely working on her art. (Janet will be attending the art program at Sheridan College in January.  Her goal is animation.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The police arrived to take the accident report.  The Emergency Medical Services arrived with the ambulance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMS guy:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"So, how straight was your nose this morning?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What the Hell?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Emergency Room at St. Joseph's Hospital was very crowded.  Nothing but patients in neck braces on boards as far as the eye could see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Is it like this every garbage day?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our admitting nurse was competent and funny.  Hubby thinks she's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Janet:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You have Stephen Fry's nose."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "What's he breathing with?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;CT scan.  Full body x-ray.  Only issues are slight fracture of the nose and abrasions on the forehead that did not need stitches after all.  I had been looking forward to the Frankenstein look.  I have a dressing on my forehead, two blackened and bruised eyes - and it's tough to have a cold when your nose has a slight fracture, even if you do have moisture laden tissue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends, in the words of Sgt. Phil Esterhaus on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hill Street Blues&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Be careful out there"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caftan Woman aka The Luckiest Gal in the World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q6hDPu7_T5Y/TrMZhsvYw-I/AAAAAAAABf4/exTxJXVdygk/s1600/TakeThat.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-8307897148635986771?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8307897148635986771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=8307897148635986771' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/8307897148635986771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/8307897148635986771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/11/caftan-woman-vs-garbage-truck.html' title='Caftan Woman vs. Garbage Truck'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AAKsRvqmBEY/TrMZorHiPcI/AAAAAAAABgE/p_HUylm0IfU/s72-c/TakeThat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-994877295142791932</id><published>2011-11-01T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T07:27:50.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Todd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ronald Reagan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Patrick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hasty Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patricia Neal'/><title type='text'>Caftan Woman's Choice - One for November on TCM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kXXi3oH_YDE/Tq_897zv_II/AAAAAAAABfU/8bPfmM_A9jo/s1600/tcmlogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 110px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kXXi3oH_YDE/Tq_897zv_II/AAAAAAAABfU/8bPfmM_A9jo/s320/tcmlogo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670028596839709826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The hemming and hawing has been done offstage and the honourable mentions clamouring for attention are being ignored as the self-imposed challenge to recommend one film from TCMs monthly line-up continues.  The November choice is the film version of John Patrick's play &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hasty Heart&lt;/span&gt; directed by Vincent Sherman in 1949.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cLAS8DbDJQM/TrKks62zTcI/AAAAAAAABfs/vCk0bk4ZETs/s1600/thehastyheartposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cLAS8DbDJQM/TrKks62zTcI/AAAAAAAABfs/vCk0bk4ZETs/s400/thehastyheartposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670775972433186242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Hasty Heart&lt;/span&gt; is set at a  convalescent hospital in the jungles of Burma at the end of WW2.  The  few remaining men are awaiting the unraveling of red tape or the healing  of injuries before they are to be sent home.  Young Scot Corporal  Lachlan, known as "Lachey" won't be going home.  The doctors prognosis  is "no hope" and they ask nurse or, as the Brits say, "Sister" Margaret  Parker played by Patricia Neal and the men in her ward to keep the  tragic news from the young man and make his last days happy.  Most of  the men are uncomfortable being placed in this spot, but agree.  The  most vocal opponent is Sister Margaret's sweetheart "Yank" played by  Ronald Reagan.  He is quite eloquent when describing his feelings about  the Scots in general and his hidebound grandfather in particular.   Lachey does nothing to dispel Yank's doubts.  The young corporal is an  embittered loner who trusts no one.  It is at Sister Margaret's urging  that the pretense is kept up.  Very slowly and very painfully Lachey  opens up to the people around him.  He even falls in love with Sister  Margaret which complicates things for everyone.  Eventually, the  feelings of friendship among the group deepen and, ironically, at a time  when lies might make things easier they become harder to tell because  genuine feelings require honesty.  Honesty is also a military order when  the Colonel must tell Lachey of his fate and send him home.  A heart  can break very quickly, but can it heal as easily, especially when  precious time is almost gone? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Hasty Heart&lt;/span&gt; is an emotional movie, and a worthy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author John Patrick (1905-1995) was  born in Kentucky.  He began working for radio in the 1920s writing over  1000 comedy scripts and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Streamlined Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt; for NBC.  His early work in Hollywood was a mix of crime dramas such as&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fifteen Maiden Lane&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;36 Hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to Kill&lt;/span&gt; in 1936, 1938s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Moto Takes a Chance&lt;/span&gt; and comedies like the prison send-up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Up&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the River&lt;/span&gt;, also from 1938.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In  1942 John Patrick began volunteer service for the American Field  Service providing medical support for the British Army serving in Egypt  and the India/Burma campaigns.  His experiences formed the idea for his  play &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Hasty Heart&lt;/span&gt; which had over 200 performances in the 1945 season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Hollywood he would contribute screenplays and/or stories for, among others, such familiar titles as 1946s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Strange Love of Martha Ivers&lt;/span&gt;, 1947s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Framed&lt;/span&gt;, 1948s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Enchantment&lt;/span&gt;, 1954s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three Coins in a Fountain&lt;/span&gt;, 1955s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love is a Many-Splendored&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thing&lt;/span&gt;, 1956s&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;High Society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and the adaption of his Pulitzer Prize Winning &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teahouse of the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August Moon&lt;/span&gt;, 1957s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Les Girls&lt;/span&gt;, 1958s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some Came Running&lt;/span&gt;, 1960s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The World of Suzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wong&lt;/span&gt; and 1962s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gigot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard Basehart (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He Walked by Night&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moby Dick&lt;/span&gt;)  was the original lead in the Broadway production and his replacement  was young British actor Richard Todd (1919-2009) who would be cast in  the movie version.  Todd's burgeoning theatrical career had been  interrupted by duties as a paratrooper in WW2.  In that way that the  movies have of intersecting with real life in 1962s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Longest Day&lt;/span&gt;  Todd portrayed his commander Major Howard in a scene with his own  character.  In a career which included stage and over 100 combined movie  and television roles, Richard Todd favourites of mine include 1950s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stage Fright&lt;/span&gt; for Hitchcock&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; 1952s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;of Robin Hood and His Merrie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men&lt;/span&gt; for Disney, 1955s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Man Called Peter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dam Busters&lt;/span&gt;.  For his War Service Todd was made an Officer in the Order of the British Empire in 1993.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ranald MacDougall's adapted screenplay was nominated by the Writer's  Guild of America for Best Written American Drama.  The other nominees  were winner &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All the King's Men&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Battleground&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Champion&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intruder in the Dust&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Heiress&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Window&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard Todd was nominated for Best Actor for his portrayal of Lachey.  The other nominees were winner Broderick Crawford - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All the King's Men, &lt;/span&gt;Kirk Douglas - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Champion&lt;/span&gt;, Gregory Peck - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twelve O'Clock High&lt;/span&gt; and John Wayne - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sands of Iwo Jima&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set your recorders because TCM is showing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Hasty Heart&lt;/span&gt; on Friday November 18th at 12:15 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-994877295142791932?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/994877295142791932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=994877295142791932' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/994877295142791932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/994877295142791932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/11/caftan-womans-choice-one-for-november.html' title='Caftan Woman&apos;s Choice - One for November on TCM'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kXXi3oH_YDE/Tq_897zv_II/AAAAAAAABfU/8bPfmM_A9jo/s72-c/tcmlogo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-986837675658140092</id><published>2011-10-27T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T16:48:55.886-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roy William Neill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Black Room'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boris Karloff'/><title type='text'>Boo!  Boris in The Black Room (1935)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Glg2pWCUSvk/TqnNruO8hKI/AAAAAAAABdU/62R2_5_KDT4/s1600/boriskarloff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Glg2pWCUSvk/TqnNruO8hKI/AAAAAAAABdU/62R2_5_KDT4/s320/boriskarloff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668287757051266210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boris Karloff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1887-1969&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boris Karloff lived his dream through commitment and hard work.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The English born William Pratt was destined for government work if his family had had their way, but his heart belonged to the stage.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Moving to Canada and working in many jobs including farm labourer, he eventually joined a Stock Company and found his place in the theatre.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In films from 1919 first in bit parts and slowly working his way into larger character roles any early dreams of stardom were probably long gone by 1931 when he took on the role of the monster in James Whale’s production of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Frankenstein&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The combination of Jack Pierce’s make-up and Boris Karloff’s commitment to the character created a horror movie icon and assured the 44 year old actor a niche in movies and in the hearts of fans.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The years ahead would feature many roles in, as he called them, “chillers” and lead to Broadway successes and television popularity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pUbzDLqcJsM/TqnNwqARgUI/AAAAAAAABdg/fXiT6J64VfA/s1600/roywilliamneill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 161px; height: 175px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pUbzDLqcJsM/TqnNwqARgUI/AAAAAAAABdg/fXiT6J64VfA/s320/roywilliamneill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668287841815331138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roy William Neill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1887-1946&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Roy William Neill was romantically born on board a ship captained by his father off the coast of Ireland.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Born the same year as Karloff, he entered film around the same time in 1916 as a busy and prolific actor, writer, producer and director.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His directing credits include a mix of all genres including action, mystery, horror, comedy and westerns, directing Buck Jones in several silent features.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I like him best in mystery mode with such movies as 1933s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Circus Queen Murder&lt;/span&gt; starring Adolphe Menjou, 1935s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Return of the Lone Wolf&lt;/span&gt; starring Melvyn Douglas, all but the first of the Universal&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Sherlock Holmes&lt;/span&gt; series starring Basil Rathbone and Nigel Bruce, and his last and maybe best feature, the exemplary film-noir classic from Cornell Woolrich’s novel, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; starring June Vincent and Dan Duryea.  Roy Neill died of an unexpected heart attack while visiting England after completion of the Woolrich picture.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Holmes star Nigel Bruce, in his unpublished autobiography &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Games, Gossip and Greasepaint&lt;/span&gt;, said this of Neill:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;"Roy was an Englishman by birth who had become an American citizen. He was a little man, very fussy about his clothes and like myself, he always smoked a pipe. He was an extremely kind and friendly person and all his assistants and the crews who worked for him were devoted to him. Roy was an extremely able director, having a great knowledge of film technique and of the use of his camera. During the many pictures we made under his direction we found him a joy to work for. Basil and I nicknamed him 'mousey' during our first picture and the name stuck to him from then on. We both became extremely attached to Roy Neill.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I can’t help but think from that description that 1935s &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Black Room&lt;/span&gt; directed by Roy William Neill and starring Boris Karloff was as felicitous a teaming between director and star as it was of star and co-star.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You see, in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Black Room&lt;/span&gt; Karloff plays twins.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s a movie trick that seems to fascinate both actors and audiences.  Why settle for one Bette Davis when you can have two (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;A Stolen Life&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dead Ringer&lt;/span&gt;) or two of Olivia deHavilland (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Dark Mirror&lt;/span&gt;) or two of Hayley Mills (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Parent Trap&lt;/span&gt;) or two of Jeremy Irons (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dead Ringers&lt;/span&gt;), etc.?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Let’s have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somewhat&lt;/span&gt; spoilerish look at &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Black Room&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xKMnTARJZqs/TqnN8SErT5I/AAAAAAAABds/w8psAfzdVLA/s1600/blackroomcurse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xKMnTARJZqs/TqnN8SErT5I/AAAAAAAABds/w8psAfzdVLA/s320/blackroomcurse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668288041549778834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Baron Frederick de Berghman (Henry Kolker) refuses to celebrate the birth of his twin sons because, as he explains to his young friend Lt. Hassel (Colin Tapley), it means the end of the family.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is a curse of the family of de Berghman that they will end the way they began, with the younger of twin brothers murdering the older in the black room.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The young lieutenant cannot believe in such nonsense, but sensing his friend’s sincerity suggests that the solution lies in sealing up the cursed black room, which is done immediately.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Time passes and forty years later the younger brother Anton has been gone from home for many years, driven away by the curse, although being born with a withered right arm may preclude his bringing any harm to his brother.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anton has been a student, a traveler and has grown into a thoughtful and kind man.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Baron Gregor de Berghman has remained in charge of the family estate with the assistance of family friend the now Colonel Hassel (Thurston Hall).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Colonel Hassel has become adept at hiding his fear and loathing of Gregor.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Gregor is the sort of man who engenders fear and loathing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The local peasantry are of two minds about the Baron, some say he is a tyrant, others that he is a fiend.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is known that women who have ventured to the castle have never been heard of again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ld3keRUuCc0/TqnQy9TC6MI/AAAAAAAABec/yNfzMlVY_VQ/s1600/gregoranton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ld3keRUuCc0/TqnQy9TC6MI/AAAAAAAABec/yNfzMlVY_VQ/s320/gregoranton.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668291179888961730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gregor has called his brother Anton back to the family estate asking for help with affairs which have become too difficult to handle.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The obliging Anton returns to find the peasants on the brink of revolt, his brother a volatile sort, and Colonel Hassel’s niece Thea (Marian Marsh) a lovely and charming young woman.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thea is in love with Lt. Albert Lussan (Robert Allen) and frightened by the attentions of the Baron.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Gypsy girl Mashka (Katherine DeMille) isn’t frightened by the Baron, but she should be.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anton’s return is part of Gregor’s scheme to quell the rebellion and gain lovely Thea as his wife.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a cunning plan involving murder, deception and the black room.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Gregor will murder Anton and take his place subduing the angered peasants.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He will worm his way into Thea’s good graces through her uncle.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Gregor will have everything he wants.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Gregor is not afraid of the curse of the de Berghmans.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DmQTEW564Qo/TqnOTz4Y05I/AAAAAAAABeQ/L6Sn2YtT7sw/s1600/blackroomgregor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DmQTEW564Qo/TqnOTz4Y05I/AAAAAAAABeQ/L6Sn2YtT7sw/s320/blackroomgregor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668288445762032530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Black Room is a “little” movie with an epic feel.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Boris Karloff is a joy to watch as both the adorable Anton and the grim Gregor.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The atmosphere of dread and gloom is palpable and the pace is brisk.&lt;span style=""&gt; Recurring visuals that highlight the story are the use of mirrors that can't help but reveal truths, and graveyards and iconic religious statues that reinforce the spiritual nature of the curse and the belief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In Karloff's Baron Gregor de Berghman we have a villain of the highest order and his comeuppance is as delicious as a splash of Irish in a cup of coffee to dispel a dark, dank October evening.  &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Happy Hallowe’en! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-986837675658140092?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/986837675658140092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=986837675658140092' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/986837675658140092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/986837675658140092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/boo-boris-in-black-room-1935.html' title='Boo!  Boris in The Black Room (1935)'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Glg2pWCUSvk/TqnNruO8hKI/AAAAAAAABdU/62R2_5_KDT4/s72-c/boriskarloff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-8062364589573493530</id><published>2011-10-20T10:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T11:01:52.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Archie Goodwin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rex Stout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nero Wolfe'/><title type='text'>Rex Stout Causes Unrest in Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EUPahc6WC1I/TqBgbnCvKPI/AAAAAAAABcw/obLk_ab5q5k/s1600/brownstone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EUPahc6WC1I/TqBgbnCvKPI/AAAAAAAABcw/obLk_ab5q5k/s320/brownstone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665634358685280498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The brownstone on West 35th Street, New York City wherein resides the over-sized genius who may or may not be the illegitimate offspring of Sherlock Holmes and Irene Adler is as well known to mystery fans as Middle Earth is to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lord of the Rings&lt;/span&gt; devotees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nothing fills the mystery bookworm with such anticipation and dread as when a favourite detective makes that leap from the page to the screen.  Sometimes perfection is achieved.  Joan Hickson was born to embody Jane Marple.  Sometimes the artistic license taken may leave you shaking your head, but the casting is heaven sent, as in the Basil Rathbone and Nigel Bruce pairing in the Universal&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherlock Holmes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; movie series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--5CPvtZwAEA/TqBgXpC7EQI/AAAAAAAABck/p7cb3ewyl9M/s1600/Rexstout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--5CPvtZwAEA/TqBgXpC7EQI/AAAAAAAABck/p7cb3ewyl9M/s200/Rexstout.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665634290503454978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nero Wolfe should have been a lock for film.  Rex Stout's detecting team of Wolfe and legman Archie Goodwin combine that unfathomable genius we appreciate with the witty observations we like to think we would make, plus joyous helpings of action, labyrinth plotting and quirky characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rex Stout (1886-1975) wrote his first Nero Wolfe novel, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fer-de-Lance&lt;/span&gt; in 1934 and his last, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Family Affair&lt;/span&gt; was published in 1975.  It was that last novel that was my introduction as a teenager to the series.  I read an obituary of Stout in the Sunday paper and straightway bought the book.  Fans will realize this greatly coloured a lot of my later reading.  Thankfully, there was a lot of reading to catch up on in the Nero Wolfe canon of novels, novellas and short stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6d3jFOIpWpc/TqBgMtNLJ8I/AAAAAAAABcM/F2vXqXNQe2s/s1600/ArnoldandStander.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6d3jFOIpWpc/TqBgMtNLJ8I/AAAAAAAABcM/F2vXqXNQe2s/s320/ArnoldandStander.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665634102641633218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lionel Stander, Edward Arnold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hollywood first came calling in 1936 with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meet Nero Wolfe&lt;/span&gt; starring Edward Arnold as Wolfe and Lionel Stander as Archie.  I have yet to see the picture, but knowing Edward Arnold's work I do applaud that aspect of the casting.  Lionel Stander as Archie.  H'm, let me see.  No!  A wiseacre from way back was Bronx born Stander, but I just can't see  him as Ohio born Goodwin.  Did the producers miss the part about Archie's fatal attraction for the ladies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jgk2LVofpz0/TqBgHrEU8MI/AAAAAAAABcA/ieYNLC3LFUw/s1600/Leagueoffrightenedmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jgk2LVofpz0/TqBgHrEU8MI/AAAAAAAABcA/ieYNLC3LFUw/s200/Leagueoffrightenedmen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665634016168308930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another Wolfe picture followed in 1937 based on &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The League of Frightened Men&lt;/span&gt;.  Walter Connolly was cast as Wolfe (I can't call him Nero.  Can you?)  and, again, Connolly is a fine actor.  Did he and the writers know what to do with the character?  Again, Lionel Stander was Archie.  Yeah.  Sure.  Lily Rowan would invite him for a weekend with her tony friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6FEbRHVpXpQ/TqCOqIgcnDI/AAAAAAAABdI/iHIfkGZunqU/s1600/greenstreetwolfe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6FEbRHVpXpQ/TqCOqIgcnDI/AAAAAAAABdI/iHIfkGZunqU/s320/greenstreetwolfe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665685185721310258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Radio might be just the thing!  We can imagine the brownstone and environs in our minds eye and if the voice is right, and the scripts are up to snuff then radio might be just the thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Adventures of Nero Wolfe&lt;/span&gt;, in 30 minute episodes, ran in the 1943-44 season and went through three leading actors.  The first was British born J.B. Williams, followed by Santos Ortega with John Gibson as Archie.  Mexican born Luis Van Rooten was the last actor to play the role on this program.  A note here from a gal who misses her "stories".  John Gibson appeared on &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Guiding Light&lt;/span&gt; in the 50s, in some way connected with the Reverend Fletcher.  Santos Ortega I remember well as Pa Hughes on &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;As the World Turns&lt;/span&gt; in the 60s.  Luis Van Rooten was also on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As the World&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at that time playing the dad of the legendary Lisa (Eileen Fulton).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Amazing Nero Wolfe&lt;/span&gt; ran in the 1946 season and starred old Messala himself, Francis X. Bushman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The New Adventures of Nero Wolfe&lt;/span&gt; in the 1950-51 season scored the casting coup of Sydney Greenstreet (the fat man!) as Wolfe.  Can't you just hear him?  Well, you can on OTR on the web.  The program went through a succession of Archies including future directors Lawrence Dobkin and Lamont Johnson, Harry Bartell, Wally Maher and Gerald Mohr.    Inspector Cramer on this program was played by William Johnstone who was dignified Judge Lowell on &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;As the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;World Turns&lt;/span&gt;.  I think Greenstreet and Mohr had great possibilities as a screen team.  Ah, what could have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NytGzEsB-MA/TqBu5LAkJyI/AAAAAAAABc8/4hVwsDxXd5A/s1600/Ironside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NytGzEsB-MA/TqBu5LAkJyI/AAAAAAAABc8/4hVwsDxXd5A/s200/Ironside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665650259718842146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don Mitchell, Barbara Anderson, Don Galloway, Raymond Burr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The television series &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ironside&lt;/span&gt; ran from 1967-1975.  The wheel-chair bound Chief of Detectives Robert T. Ironside was smarter than your average cop and inclined toward the gruff side upon occasion.  I've always felt that The Chief and Sgt. Ed Brown had a quasi Wolfe-Goodwin relationship. For many years it was Don Galloway I would picture as Archie when reading the stories.  Also, Johnny Seven who had the recurring role of Lt. Reese on the series would have made a fine Cramer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GBUBt-U7gkc/TqBflsjmFxI/AAAAAAAABbQ/NllvkmwT228/s1600/ThayerDavidNeroWolfe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GBUBt-U7gkc/TqBflsjmFxI/AAAAAAAABbQ/NllvkmwT228/s400/ThayerDavidNeroWolfe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665633432452339474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tom Mason, Thayer David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Frank Gilroy wrote and directed the 1979 TV movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nero Wolfe&lt;/span&gt; starring Thayer David and Tom Mason.  I only saw this the time it aired, but it looms large in my memory as quite the movie.  Thayer David seemed to perfectly embody the irritating genius that is Wolfe and Tom Mason grew on me as Archie.  The movie may have been a pilot, but sadly Thayer David passed from cancer after giving us this performance.  The movie was nominated for an Edgar Award in the category of Best TV Feature or Miniseries.  The winner was Levinson and Link's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Murder by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Natural Causes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the other nominee was Paul Monash's adaption of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Salem's Lot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_3fGuUveof0/TqBfXH-1GaI/AAAAAAAABa4/Sme5sMGBG7A/s1600/1981Wolfe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_3fGuUveof0/TqBfXH-1GaI/AAAAAAAABa4/Sme5sMGBG7A/s320/1981Wolfe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665633182116288930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lee Horsley, William Conrad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ivan Goff and Ben Roberts produced the 1981 series &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nero Wolfe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;which ran for only half a season.  I'm crazy about Conrad, but he really was just a grumpier Cannon waiting for Jake.  Lee Horsley I prefer on the plain, as in&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, although he grew into a credible crime fighter in the short-lived &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bodies of Evidence&lt;/span&gt;.  What really worked for me in this series was the supporting cast.  George Wyner was born to play Saul Panzer.  George Voskovic as Fritz, Robert Coote as Theodore Horstmann and especially Alan Miller seething with irritation as Inspector Cramer were worth the price of admission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vi6FWeSQmh0/TqBfQ6NvnfI/AAAAAAAABas/5qNvKy72Ulg/s1600/archieandwolfe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vi6FWeSQmh0/TqBfQ6NvnfI/AAAAAAAABas/5qNvKy72Ulg/s320/archieandwolfe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665633075341532658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Timothy Hutton, Maury Chaykin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Return with me to a decade ago when A&amp;amp;E was a regular channel surfing stop.  You could count on an interesting Biography or an innovative original series such as &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Nero Wolfe Mystery&lt;/span&gt;.  Paul Monash scripted the 2000 pilot movie based on &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Golden Spiders&lt;/span&gt; (see above Edgar Award mention).  Hopes were high and hopes were met.  The series became a personal project for actor Hutton who was one of the executive producers when the program began its unfortunately limited run on the network.  Each episode was adapted from one of Stout's stories with scripts by William Rabkin and Lee Goldberg (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diagnosis Murder&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Psych&lt;/span&gt;, etc.) and Sharon Elizabeth Doyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A repertory company of talented actors appeared in the episodes as different characters (Kari Matchett, Christine Brubaker, Francie Swift, Debra Monk, Julian Richings, Robert Bockstael, etc).  Core characters were impeccably cast with Bill Smitrovich the cigar chomping Cramer, Colin Fox as a fussy Fritz coping with the world's most demanding gourmand.  The busy Saul Rubinek showed up occasionally as Lon Cohen.  He had played Saul Panzer in The Golden Spiders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention to set and costumes was beyond reproach.  Just as Stout's stories had his characters static in age while time swirled around them, the series was the same with Archie making quips about Nazis in one episode, and mini-skirts in another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At the heart was, of course, the relationship between Archie and Wolfe.  Timothy Hutton was just right as Goodwin.  Sometimes I felt Maury Chaykin gave me too much of the petulance and not enough of the genius, but perhaps that was only because he hadn't lived with Wolfe as long as I had.  Overall, I enjoyed his work and looked forward to seeing more of it.  Unfortunately, A&amp;amp;E pulled the plug after only 27 episodes of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Nero Wolfe Mystery&lt;/span&gt; citing production expenses.  If you want something done right, you are going to have to pay for it.  We were taken to paradise, in this case West 35th Street, and turned away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are probably thinking to yourself that this is all well and good, Caftan Woman, but what has this got to do with Rex Stout causing unrest in your marriage?  It's not what you may think.  Garry has known about my thing for Archie since day one and he's cool with it.  Last weekend my Honey Bunny was heading out the library and it being a blustery day here in Toronto and me being a soft-hearted sap, I pointed out that we had a multitude of books around the house and suggested perhaps a Nero Wolfe would fit the bill.  His response:  "No.  I've read them all.  They'll only make me hungry and, Sweetie, you're no Fritz Brenner."  Nice to know what he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; thinks of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-8062364589573493530?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8062364589573493530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=8062364589573493530' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/8062364589573493530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/8062364589573493530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/rex-stout-causes-unrest-in-marriage.html' title='Rex Stout Causes Unrest in Marriage'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EUPahc6WC1I/TqBgbnCvKPI/AAAAAAAABcw/obLk_ab5q5k/s72-c/brownstone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-7128549598967372574</id><published>2011-10-18T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T15:10:35.249-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Warren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jane Wyman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bing Crosby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011 CiMBA Awards'/><title type='text'>Oh, happy day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rIvuorCpyBU?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="459"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Above is a party with Bing and Jane Wyman.  Why a party?  We are celebrating the most deserving winners of this year's &lt;a href="http://clamba.blogspot.com/2011/10/2011-cimba-nominations-have=been.html"&gt;CiMBA Awards&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had the privilege this year of voting in Canada's Federal election, Ontario's Provincial election and Toronto's municipal election (and the privilege of 3 election campaigns!).  I must say that no voting experience has given me as much pleasure as the CiMBA's.  Congratulations one and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-7128549598967372574?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/7128549598967372574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=7128549598967372574' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/7128549598967372574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/7128549598967372574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/oh-happy-day.html' title='Oh, happy day!'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rIvuorCpyBU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-6436781366439430972</id><published>2011-10-17T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T16:14:51.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reginald Marsh's "Red Buttons", 1936</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;Today's post is something a little different.  In a rash act, Caftan Woman signed up for Patti Abbott's flash fiction challenge to write a story of under 1000 words based on any painting by Reginald Marsh.  Patti will donate $5.00 for every story submitted to Union Settlement, a social service agency in East Harlem serving 16,000 people, with a minimum contribution of $100.  Check out &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pattinase.blogspot.com/2011/09/flash-fiction-challenge.html"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Pattinase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pattinase.blogspot.com/2011/09/flash-fiction-challenge.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rw5X6HQxYvE/TpybsaYrdkI/AAAAAAAABag/YkG-SxjY_ps/s1600/redbuttonsreginaldmarsh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rw5X6HQxYvE/TpybsaYrdkI/AAAAAAAABag/YkG-SxjY_ps/s320/redbuttonsreginaldmarsh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664573618624624194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“Loretta.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I really should be a Loretta.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Like the actress with the big eyes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s a name with allure.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not like plain old Jean.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Very nice.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How would your grandma Jean feel about you changing your name?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Easy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ll change her to Loretta too.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After all, she’s been living with Jean a lot longer than me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She must be even sicker of it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ll get her dolled up in a dress just like mine with snazzy red buttons and won’t we be a sight?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You certainly will.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Gee, Mary, aren’t you a chatterbox today.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s Saturday afternoon, we look fabulous, and you act like you’re going to the chair.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Oh, don’t mind me.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Oh, I don’t.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think you’ve been working too hard, that’s what.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Old man Simpson is a slave driver and I’ll tell him so one of these days.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He’s even wrecking our day off.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wally should have been here by now.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Bill too.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Bill?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now don’t get mad.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You said you didn’t want to come out because you felt like a third wheel so I told Wally to get Bill Hammond to come along.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I wish you and Wally wouldn’t discuss my personal life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And why Bill Hammond of all people?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What’s all this about personal life?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We’re best friends, aren’t we?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Besides, Bill Hammond is crazy about you.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Oh, really?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yes, really.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t know why you can’t see it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I suppose it’s because I’m a woman in love.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Gee, if I was working in Accounting with all those guys I’d have dozens of dates.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Before Wally of course.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The first time I laid eyes on that smile of his I knew he was the one for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wonder what’s holding the guys up anyway.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Probably something to do with setting up the new branch.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Gee, they’ve got all week to do that.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s Saturday afternoon!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh, Suzette!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Suzette?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Now that’s a name with real allure, French allure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Sure.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For a French Poodle.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Oh, you.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everything is more alluring in French.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Someday I’m going to go to Paris, and if I ever have a daughter I’ll call her Suzette.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Okay.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You put an “ette” on anything and suddenly it’s French.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You could put an “ette” on Jean, you know.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Jeanette!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Like the singer.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wouldn’t it be wonderful to sing like that?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hey, you can be Mariette.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jeanette and Mariette out on the town.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Eating baguettes.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Ha ha ha – oh, I’m sorry, Mary.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What for?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I did that snort thing that happens when I laugh.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yeah.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You’ve done that since you were a kid.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Well, last week Wally and I were listening to Jack Benny and well, my snort thing really got on his nerves.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Honestly, he’s been cranky as a bear lately.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Have you noticed anything at work?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why should I?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I tell you that old man Simpson is a slave driver.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Actually, Mr. Simpson is really nice.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Mary, really?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Old man Simpson!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Now listen.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is important.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Big news.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;"Okay.  I'm listening.  What's the big news?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"I’m taking a promotion.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Mary, that’s swell!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Gonna be in the money, huh?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Care to lend me a tenner?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Listen, I’m going to be the office manager at the new branch in Buffalo.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You’re moving?!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“If a gals’ going to work, she might as well look for advancement.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You wouldn’t have to work if you gave Bill Hammond a tumble.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Oh, will you get off Bill Hammond!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want more.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want the challenge, the adventure.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Mary, most people leave Buffalo and come to New York for adventure.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Aren’t you going about this a little backward?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can’t believe you’re really going to move.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I won’t believe it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Can’t old man – Mr. Simpson give you a promotion right here?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But, Jean, I want to go.  I really do.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You want to go?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, I don’t get this at all.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wally will have a thing or two to say about this.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Wally will have nothing to say about it!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Look, Jean, it’s my life and it’s none of Wally’s business, or yours for that matter!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Mary, what’s gotten into you?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m the best friend you’ve got.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have every right to…”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Oh, forget it.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Mary?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; Honestly!  &lt;/span&gt;Oh, Mary.  Mary, you’re not…not you and…”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hey, there are my patiently waiting girls.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sorry about this and I have to get back, but here’s $5 for the afternoon and Bill and I will – hey, what goes on here?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Secrets.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Secrets?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What kind of secrets?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Big secrets.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mary secrets.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Mary secrets?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Did you know that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; Mary is really America’s greatest career gal?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s true.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She’s going to run the whole shooting match in Buffalo.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She’ll probably be running the whole company before we know it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Imagine that.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You think you know a person.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Isn’t that a kick in the pants?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And Wally, no one is going to talk her out of it.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-6436781366439430972?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/6436781366439430972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=6436781366439430972' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/6436781366439430972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/6436781366439430972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/reginald-marshs-red-buttons-1936.html' title='Reginald Marsh&apos;s &quot;Red Buttons&quot;, 1936'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rw5X6HQxYvE/TpybsaYrdkI/AAAAAAAABag/YkG-SxjY_ps/s72-c/redbuttonsreginaldmarsh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-5839655840430076058</id><published>2011-10-14T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T10:57:01.001-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Leon Wilson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ruggles of Red Gap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leo McCarey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles Laughton'/><title type='text'>Favourite movies:  Ruggles of Red Gap (1935)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1pp9NeW43oM/TphtgrrDVVI/AAAAAAAABaU/yMSrHw-ykrA/s1600/rugglesstunned.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1pp9NeW43oM/TphtgrrDVVI/AAAAAAAABaU/yMSrHw-ykrA/s320/rugglesstunned.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663396939664938322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charles Laughton as Marmaduke Ruggles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You can call him "Bill" or "the Colonel" if you like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some novels are meant to be seen as well as read.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Harry Leon Wilson was successful in that way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His novel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;His Majesty, Bunker Bean&lt;/span&gt; was a Broadway play that was filmed three times in 1918, 1925 and 1936.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Merton  of the Movies&lt;/span&gt; also made it to Broadway via George Kaufman and Marc  Connelly, and to the movies in 1924, 1932 (as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Make Me a Star&lt;/span&gt; with Joe E.  Brown) and in 1947 starring Red Skelton.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wilson’s  most popular success &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ruggles of Red Gap&lt;/span&gt; came to life on Broadway with  music by Sigmund Romberg and was filmed in 1918 starring Taylor Holmes  (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nightmare Alley&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quicksand&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr. Belvedere Goes to College&lt;/span&gt;), father of  Phillips Holmes (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Tragedy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Broken Lullaby&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Criminal  Code&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Edward Everett Horton had the title role in a 1923 version of the story.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Fond though I am of silent movies, and I’m more than fond, it does seem a shame to see and not hear Edward Everett Horton.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In 1950 the story was given the Technicolor slapstick treatment in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fancy Pants&lt;/span&gt; with Bob Hope playing an actor who played a butler.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A television production in the 1950s gave Michael Redgrave a chance at the role of Ruggles.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;In  1935 frequent movie goers might have reached the conclusion that  Charles Laughton was the greatest and most versatile actor in Hollywood.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He could be seen in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Les Miserables&lt;/span&gt; as the obsessive and tragic Javert.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was Oscar nominated for iconic and still imitated turn as Captain William Bligh in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mutiny on the Bounty&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Perhaps the most likeable and sweetest role he ever played was Marmaduke Ruggles in Leo McCarey’s version of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ruggles of Red Gap&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6hIzkCKU96M/Tphs6URux7I/AAAAAAAABZA/8OWbPrqjxeU/s1600/rugglesandearl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6hIzkCKU96M/Tphs6URux7I/AAAAAAAABZA/8OWbPrqjxeU/s320/rugglesandearl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663396280549689266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charles Laughton, Roland Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ruggles is a third generation valet loyally serving the family of the Earl of Burnstead (Roland Young).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It  comes as quite a shock to Ruggles to learn one morning that his  profligate employer has lost Ruggles in a card game to the Flouds of Red  Gap played to perfection by Charles Ruggles and Mary Boland.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Effie  and Egbert are the sort of nouveau riche couple of whom Noel Coward  would write “Why do the wrong people travel, travel, travel and the  right people stay at home?”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-89FOckWymQk/TphtV5PwxXI/AAAAAAAABZ8/mLiJr5SoViY/s1600/rugglessits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-89FOckWymQk/TphtV5PwxXI/AAAAAAAABZ8/mLiJr5SoViY/s320/rugglessits.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663396754330010994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;James Burke, Charles Laughton, Charles Ruggles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Egbert is as extreme in his lack of pretension as his wife Effie is in her desire to conquer society.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ruggles  is not only aghast at the thought of traveling to an uncivilized part  of the world; he is at a loss with how to deal with his employers.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Egbert insists on referring to Ruggles as “Colonel” or “Bill”, and actually encourages him to sit at the same table and quaff a few.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Following the dictates of duty, Ruggles joins in the merriment with “Sir” and thus begins the breakdown of all moral order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6hY9HdPfjPg/TphtBoxTKRI/AAAAAAAABZM/6byCZz22E0s/s1600/rugglesandmadame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6hY9HdPfjPg/TphtBoxTKRI/AAAAAAAABZM/6byCZz22E0s/s320/rugglesandmadame.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663396406309890322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charles Laughton, Mary Boland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Madame” at least understands the differences in their stations, but “Sir” doesn’t have a clue.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A word here about "Madame" and the Travis Banton designed the costumes for the movie.  Effie is a vision, always done to the nines and close to over-the-top.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The way Mary Boland can kick that train out of the way and pace the room in agitation is truly awe-inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_EhggER6Q3E/TphtGmnDjDI/AAAAAAAABZY/WVbXXsMtFQM/s1600/ruggleshandkerchief.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_EhggER6Q3E/TphtGmnDjDI/AAAAAAAABZY/WVbXXsMtFQM/s320/ruggleshandkerchief.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663396491629399090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charles Laughton, Mary Boland, Charles Ruggles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The silent reactions in this scene are very funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ruggles of Red Gap&lt;/span&gt; is filled with what I think of as the eloquent silences of Leo McCarey.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Like  many directors of the era, McCarey’s career began in silent cinema.  His comedic instincts were honed at the playground known as Roach Studios where he worked as a  writer and director with comic greats such as Laurel and Hardy (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Big  Business&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hog Wild&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perfect Day&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brats&lt;/span&gt;, etc.).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In  1937 when filming &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Awful Truth&lt;/span&gt; his improvisational style first  intimated then inspired leading players Irene Dunne and Cary Grant.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;McCarey’s Oscar winning&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Going My Way&lt;/span&gt; is a nice example of a leisurely paced film that almost belies his sure hand.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Much screen comedy is pushed at us, and pushed successfully.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;McCarey pulls the audience along like a packet boat on the Erie  Canal.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We will get where are supposed to, to the payoff – the laugh, and we enjoy it more for the trip taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When we reach Red Gap we are introduced to Ruggles’ new extended family.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The money belongs to Effie’s mother, Ma Pettingill played with gusto by Maude Eburne.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She  has no problem spending her riches to delight her kin, although she is  more like her son-in-law Egbert in that she doesn’t worship the green  stuff.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Her other son-in-law is a rat named Charles Belknap-Jackson (Lucien Littlefield).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He came west from Boston when he heard of the windfall and married into the family.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is, unfortunately, Effie’s tutor in all that means high society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WXuw5q2kIxE/TphtQgkmKdI/AAAAAAAABZw/ncYkZsK1OYQ/s1600/rugglesinlove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WXuw5q2kIxE/TphtQgkmKdI/AAAAAAAABZw/ncYkZsK1OYQ/s320/rugglesinlove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663396661807163858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zasu Pitts, Charles Laughton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Effie has high hopes of impressing all and sundry with her genuine English valet.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The first step is for Egbert to inform the local press so that the jealousy among her set may begin.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Back from what he felt were the confines of Europe, Egbert reverts to his comfortable attire and heads to Nell Kenner’s place.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nell  (Leila Hyams) runs an open house with free flowing beer and is  frequented by the crowd that would not be impressed by a genuine English  valet.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Egbert introduces Ruggles  as “the Colonel” and the local press embellishes that title with  imagined feats in exotic climes in the service of His Majesty.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ruggles  even stops his protestations at the misunderstanding when he meets  fetching widow Mrs. Judson (Zasu Pitts), who helps Nell out from time to  time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;First beer, then carousing, now romance for Ruggles?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_WG4BCfN_M/Tphs0HXnxWI/AAAAAAAABY0/H30XnlqukEo/s1600/floudsathome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_WG4BCfN_M/Tphs0HXnxWI/AAAAAAAABY0/H30XnlqukEo/s320/floudsathome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663396174005519714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lucien Littlefield, Maude Eburne, Charles Laughton, Mary Boland, Leota Lorraine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The muckety-mucks are all agog and anxious to meet Effie’s distinguished visitor.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Effie is mortified.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Belknap-Jackson is outraged.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ma Pettingill and Egbert think the whole mix-up is a hoot.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ruggles, for the first time in his life, is a somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0c5YCoWbZ4I/TphtLhZKPvI/AAAAAAAABZk/0F4oL9LjINM/s1600/ruggleshappy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0c5YCoWbZ4I/TphtLhZKPvI/AAAAAAAABZk/0F4oL9LjINM/s320/ruggleshappy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663396576128286450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Charles Laughton&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Belknap-Jackson pulls some dirty work to get Ruggles out of town and out of the way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Above note the look of joy and relief on Laughton's face when Ruggles discovers that those he believed were truly his friends were not behind his dismissal. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sharing lunch in the saloon with Egbert and Ma leads to a justly lauded scene where Laughton/Ruggles movingly recites President Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ruggles is no longer a third generation servant.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ruggles may not know exactly who he is, but he is a man.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A man at the crossroads.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Earl of Burnstead has found life pretty tough on a fellow who has to pick out his own clothes and will soon be arriving to set the universe aright by bringing Ruggles back to the fold.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Earl’s visit will also place Effie and the Belknap-Jacksons back at the top of the social ladder, where they belong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tradition and duty is thoroughly ingrained in Ruggles' character.  What will become of Ruggles and his dreams?  What would you do if you were he?  What does Mrs. Judson think of her beloved's secret life?  What do you want to happen for Ruggles?  What about poor Effie?  If you can watch the perfect ending to this charming movie without both smiling and shedding a little tear, you are made of sterner stuff than this writer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US; mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-5839655840430076058?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5839655840430076058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=5839655840430076058' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/5839655840430076058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/5839655840430076058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/favourite-movies-ruggles-of-red-gap.html' title='Favourite movies:  Ruggles of Red Gap (1935)'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1pp9NeW43oM/TphtgrrDVVI/AAAAAAAABaU/yMSrHw-ykrA/s72-c/rugglesstunned.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-1831389026808879285</id><published>2011-10-05T14:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T14:35:56.069-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CiMBA Awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Classic Movie Blog Association'/><title type='text'>A Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bUKDgOWDCw4/TozIJuJMJuI/AAAAAAAABYA/0hDAiw9crpY/s1600/mickeysgalapremiere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bUKDgOWDCw4/TozIJuJMJuI/AAAAAAAABYA/0hDAiw9crpY/s320/mickeysgalapremiere.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660118901028824802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy CMBA Members&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Casual readers of this portion of the blogosphere know that by clicking on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Classic Movie Blog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Association&lt;/span&gt; icon to the right that they are in for a world of fun, interesting and informative reading on the only subject that really matters.  These days the link will lead you to the nominees for this year's CiMBA Awards.  Awards are an important part of any organization to promote and encourage excellence.  2011 will be a particularly memorable year for me as it is the year I became a member of the CMBA and, I am chuffed to say, a nominee in two categories.  "Chuffed" hardly covers it.  I'm busting my buttons and you can lay odds that the news will be in this year's Christmas newsletter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In a couple of days I will attend to the harrowing part of this process - the voting.  Nominee time was tough enough.  My scratch pad is full of so many arrows, circles and x's that it looks like a treasure map.  For now, my leisure time is filled with reading and appreciating a year of quality and creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One question:  Are there loot bags?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-1831389026808879285?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1831389026808879285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=1831389026808879285' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/1831389026808879285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/1831389026808879285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/celebration.html' title='A Celebration'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bUKDgOWDCw4/TozIJuJMJuI/AAAAAAAABYA/0hDAiw9crpY/s72-c/mickeysgalapremiere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-7878006926841187155</id><published>2011-10-02T20:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T11:32:09.378-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carl Reiner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Haydn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Dick Van Dyke Show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jay C. Flippen'/><title type='text'>The Dick Van Dyke Show Blogathon - Two from the Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iIRlpd5W0bU/Tokz-w-mxKI/AAAAAAAABX4/rpv9W3ci5qU/s1600/dickvandykebannersolo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iIRlpd5W0bU/Tokz-w-mxKI/AAAAAAAABX4/rpv9W3ci5qU/s200/dickvandykebannersolo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659111560160134306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Light the candles and let the streamers fly.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thrilling  Days of Yesteryear is the host for a blogathon party celebrating 50 years  of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Dick Van Dyke Show&lt;/span&gt; aka &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Rob”&lt;/span&gt; as in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Are we watching Rob?”&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Is  Rob on?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Which Rob is it today?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When a series is full of so many highlights as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Dick Van Dyke Show&lt;/span&gt;, how do you choose one episode to write about?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, I didn’t choose one, I chose two - two episodes written by series creator Carl Reiner.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Two  episodes that say a lot about the respect and affection Mr. Reiner has  for his profession, its history and performers, and also for comedy  fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Return of Happy Spangler&lt;/span&gt; (Season 1, episode 30)&lt;br /&gt;Directed by John Rich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PiDPnAj9SVc/TokzeblI7wI/AAAAAAAABXw/idoBHlD_Otg/s1600/spangler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PiDPnAj9SVc/TokzeblI7wI/AAAAAAAABXw/idoBHlD_Otg/s320/spangler.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659111004660363010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morey Amsterdam, Dick Van Dyke, Jay C. Flippen, Richard Deacon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The friendly, wise-cracking tie salesman Laura ran into while shopping  just happens to be Happy Spangler, the radio show writer who gave Rob  his start in the business and who pushed him toward his eventual  success.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Hap” left the business  15 years ago due to personal problems and Rob, feeling a debt of  gratitude, hires his old boss for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Alan Brady Show&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pleased with the opportunity, but afraid of failure, Hap spends the business hours reminiscing about the good old days.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We also get a funny routine on his first day on the job from Rob who impersonates Alan Brady’s reaction to a script.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After all, if there is one thing at which writers excel, it is at not writing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Eventually, Rob is placed in the position of having to let Hap go.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His  old mentor is more than understanding while admitting that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“like an old  ball player, he doesn’t want to play every day, but would like to know  he can still hit one out of the park”&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Putting on his boss hat, Rob picks Hap’s brain and together they come up with a sketch for a four minute script hole.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It  is the classic Lecturer on Comedy explaining why slapstick doesn’t  work, all the while paralyzing us with slapstick gag after gag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QIWx6Hz4Hzg/TokzZdV8wtI/AAAAAAAABXo/3aNcDTxrRp0/s1600/jaycflippen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 153px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QIWx6Hz4Hzg/TokzZdV8wtI/AAAAAAAABXo/3aNcDTxrRp0/s200/jaycflippen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659110919234175698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guest star character actor Jay C. Flippen (1899-1971) as Happy Spangler  not only had the friendly face and persona of how you would imagine an  admired mentor, he had a background in Vaudeville as a monologist,  musician and master of ceremonies.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His years of experience gave weight to the role.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A  familiar face from movies such as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Winchester ’73&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Woman’s Secret&lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Down to the Sea in Ships&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bend of the River&lt;/span&gt;, he usually played gruff,  but friendly fellows.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course,  if your first experience with Mr. Flippen was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They Live by Night&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It’s  Always Fair Weather&lt;/span&gt;, you can be forgiven for not thinking he’s the  greatest guy ever.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Later in the decade, Mr. Flippen lost a leg due to a diabetes related amputation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It  didn’t put an end to his career as he appeared in movies with old  friends John Wayne in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hellfighters&lt;/span&gt; and James Stewart in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Firecreek&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We  hear a lot about the cutthroat side of show business, but friendships  are still important as evidenced by Flippen’s career and Carl Reiner’s  script for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Return of Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spangler&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Return of Edwin Carp &lt;/span&gt;(Season 3, Episode 27)&lt;br /&gt;Directed by Howard Morris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_xhhMg5nMGA/TokzSUOw6YI/AAAAAAAABXg/hpOheIBMLkA/s1600/carp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_xhhMg5nMGA/TokzSUOw6YI/AAAAAAAABXg/hpOheIBMLkA/s320/carp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659110796529035650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bert Gordon, Richard Deacon, Arlene Harris, Mary Tyler Moore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dick Van Dyke, Richard Haydn, Rose Marie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alan Brady is on vacation, but does his writing staff take a well-deserved rest?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No, Rob has committed them to a replacement hour of television and they are stumped until inspiration strikes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Rob:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What’s the one thing that's never been done on television?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Buddy:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can’t do that on television.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Rob:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Radio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;That’s right, it is the middle of the 1960s and Rob wants to revive old time radio.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He’s sure audiences would love to see favourite old stars and a younger audience would appreciate it as well.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Buddy, Sally and even Laura aren’t as convinced, but what else do they have?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The line up starts to come together with Arlene Harris (1896-1976).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The  Canadian born comedic actress and her Chatterbox character were very  popular on Al Pierce’s program where she appeared with Morey Amsterdam.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Bert Gordon (1895-1974) aka The Mad Russian who performed with Eddie Cantor is eager for the television gig.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No, he’s not a wrestler, he’s a dialect comic with priceless delivery.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kNtz59JN43U/TokzLdZQ0lI/AAAAAAAABXY/6vq2iMaeGa8/s1600/richardhaydn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kNtz59JN43U/TokzLdZQ0lI/AAAAAAAABXY/6vq2iMaeGa8/s200/richardhaydn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659110678729904722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The crowning jewel in Rob’s mind will be to get Edwin Carp, the fish expert and deadpan philosopher.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Carp was a character created by the great Richard Haydn (1905-1985) in the 1930s.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a character with legs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In 1954 he wrote &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Journal of Edwin Carp&lt;/span&gt;, illustrated by Ronald Searle, and in this 1964 episode Carp won fans all over again.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Haydn,  of course, is the nasally character star of memorable roles in  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then There Were None&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ball of Fire&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The  Sound of Music&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In our story, Haydn portrays Carp with a domineering mother and a drinking problem.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You see, he gave up the show business because of stage fright.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He can’t perform publicly unless he is smashed on elderberry wine.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Edwin Carp is a naughty wino!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Some  tough love from Rob puts things to rights and all three guest stars  have their moment to shine in a winningly funny episode of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Dick Van  Dyke Show&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In these days of fragmented entertainment options and declining quality on network television, we are lucky to find ourselves in the position of being our own programmers.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How it might surprise the pioneers of radio to know that in the 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; century, people are turning to old time radio through the internet to enjoy their leisure time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also, in 2000 animator Richard Balzy (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iron Giant&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pocahontas&lt;/span&gt;) produced and directed a short film based on material from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Journal of Edwin Carp&lt;/span&gt; with Hugh Laurie voicing our intrepid hero.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;An appreciation for quality never goes out of style, and that is why we celebrate 50 years of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Dick Van Dyke Show&lt;/span&gt; with the happy thought that it will always be a part of our lives.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-7878006926841187155?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/7878006926841187155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=7878006926841187155' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/7878006926841187155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/7878006926841187155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/light-candles-and-let-streamers-fly.html' title='The Dick Van Dyke Show Blogathon - Two from the Heart'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iIRlpd5W0bU/Tokz-w-mxKI/AAAAAAAABX4/rpv9W3ci5qU/s72-c/dickvandykebannersolo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-7036704720231290178</id><published>2011-09-30T13:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T16:59:15.993-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Wise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Set-Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Audrey Totter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Ryan'/><title type='text'>Caftan Woman's Choice - One for October on TCM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BcMkMGcxkrI/ToYtfhJgAuI/AAAAAAAABXQ/N43eJwt53-A/s1600/thesetup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BcMkMGcxkrI/ToYtfhJgAuI/AAAAAAAABXQ/N43eJwt53-A/s320/thesetup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658260001335018210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The challenge continues.  Once again, with no hemming, hawing or honourable mentions I recommend one movie from TCM's October line-up.  A word about that line-up, it's a dandy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The 1949 release &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Set-Up&lt;/span&gt; is my litmus test for film critics.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If it is anywhere on any of their “tops” list, they pass muster.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Local  Toronto cable critics called it “an interesting little noir” upon its  release in a Film Noir dvd set.  Recently, a print critic for the  Toronto Sun called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Set-Up&lt;/span&gt; a “second-tier boxing picture”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I approve of labels.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They are a fine shorthand for the basis of understanding.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However,   someone who thinks they know all there is to know about film-noir may   be disappointed at not finding a femme fatale in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Set-Up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Someone may read “boxing picture” and think to themselves, “I have seen &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rocky&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A label is like a 10 second sound byte on the evening news.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It hardly tells the whole story.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The most important thing to note about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Set-Up&lt;/span&gt; is that it is a fine movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rGL9kJkOfZc/ToYswEPLsTI/AAAAAAAABWI/DZzOk5HTywc/s1600/setupclock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rGL9kJkOfZc/ToYswEPLsTI/AAAAAAAABWI/DZzOk5HTywc/s320/setupclock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658259186120372530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The "real time" element is established at the beginning of the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Set-Up&lt;/span&gt; is based on the epic poem of the same name by Joseph Moncure March.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The  poem published in 1928, and set in that tumultuous decade, details the  story of Pansy, a black boxer with all the odds against him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Doomed not to reach the top because of jealousy and racism, he becomes a pawn of crooked gamblers after a prison term.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The  movie screenplay by Art Cohn has the contemporary setting of 1949  and  our lead character Stoker Thomson is a white boxer, unable to  accept  that he is nearing the end of his career.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;True to his own personal code he fails to see the duplicity that surrounds him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is fitting that director Robert Wise chose to film the story in real-time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He used his editor’s eye like a poet, choosing the perfect moments to put across the gritty and dramatic story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0-EDEZye1oA/ToYs1JZLm2I/AAAAAAAABWQ/liC_ejXkWj4/s1600/setupcouple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0-EDEZye1oA/ToYs1JZLm2I/AAAAAAAABWQ/liC_ejXkWj4/s320/setupcouple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658259273403833186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Audrey Totter, Robert Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Prior  to directing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Body Snatcher&lt;/span&gt;,  his first feature film on his own, Wise  attended acting classes to  better understand the mind-set and  expectations of actors.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Set-Up&lt;/span&gt; provides viewers with a wonderful example of great ensemble performances.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All the performers work together to create a cohesive sense of story, yet all get to shine individually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Journeyman boxer Stoker Thompson   is holding on to a way of life he understands, while his wife Julie played  by  Audrey Totter wants a way out of what she sees as a dead end street.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On the night we meet them, she must decide if the way out will be for both of them or only for herself.  Her dilemma is heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ve-CdRe8pk/ToYtHHMd8RI/AAAAAAAABWo/IP08l_DAT00/s1600/setupgangsters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ve-CdRe8pk/ToYtHHMd8RI/AAAAAAAABWo/IP08l_DAT00/s320/setupgangsters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658259582051283218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;George Tobias, Edwin Max&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;At the arena are others whose decisions will impact Stoker.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His manager and trainer, George Tobias and Percy Helton, have made a deal with gangsters for Stoker to throw the evening’s fight.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They haven’t let Stoker in on the deal because they don’t expect him to win.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Stoker always fights to win and Alan Baxter as the sadistic gangster "Little Boy" is not a man to cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B54qyMSwAGA/ToYs_hd6GdI/AAAAAAAABWg/PZAfI-EQmt8/s1600/setupdressingroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B54qyMSwAGA/ToYs_hd6GdI/AAAAAAAABWg/PZAfI-EQmt8/s320/setupdressingroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658259451664800210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Clarke, Darryl Hickman, James Edwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;We get to know and understand Stoker's "co-workers" including the punch-drunk "Gunboat" beautifully played by David Clarke, the anxious rookie Shanley played by Darryl Hickman, the sympathetic trainer Gus played by Wallace Ford, and the proud and ambitious Luther played by James Edwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8R7E_zGy948/ToYsq9UhZOI/AAAAAAAABWA/zbxSBkGatlE/s1600/setupboxers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8R7E_zGy948/ToYsq9UhZOI/AAAAAAAABWA/zbxSBkGatlE/s320/setupboxers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658259098364372194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robert Ryan, Hal Baylor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ryan was a boxer at Dartmouth College and Baylor attended Washington State on an athletic scholarship.  His pro boxing record was 15-8.  The choreographed match in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Set-Up&lt;/span&gt; is a thing of authentic grit and beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lb-KZOcFbL8/ToYs7H860PI/AAAAAAAABWY/Rdh4oVFf97k/s1600/setupcrowd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lb-KZOcFbL8/ToYs7H860PI/AAAAAAAABWY/Rdh4oVFf97k/s320/setupcrowd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658259376096071922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fight fans&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The crowd is a major part of the story as presented by Robert Wise.  They are the reason the fights go on, the bums in the seats, the profit.  They are no part of what goes on behind the ropes, the individual boxer's fight with himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--BQG6WuwZZY/ToYtV9VyJoI/AAAAAAAABXA/qjyHXz0zN00/s1600/setupimage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--BQG6WuwZZY/ToYtV9VyJoI/AAAAAAAABXA/qjyHXz0zN00/s320/setupimage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658259837104039554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Julie - alone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The loneliness in the crowded arena is matched by the loneliness of Julie's wait for another night, another fight to finish.  We stroll with her through town, returning to another nondescript hotel room as she struggles with the most important decision of her life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4E3wngJ5G9s/ToYtZpcsSqI/AAAAAAAABXI/yIZ2SkrleOQ/s1600/setupstoker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4E3wngJ5G9s/ToYtZpcsSqI/AAAAAAAABXI/yIZ2SkrleOQ/s320/setupstoker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658259900483783330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Stoker - alone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The arena deserted after the fight where Stoker's victory places him in danger.  The danger and fear is uncomfortably palpable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In 73 minutes, we live a lifetime with the myriad characters of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Set-Up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The setting is a boxing arena, yet we all face the same problems with the decisions we make versus the decisions that are made for us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Set-Up&lt;/span&gt; is a movie of heightened emotions - uncertainty, fear, excitement, elation, despair, deceit, greed, ambition, hope, hurt, love.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  TCM is showing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Set-Up&lt;/span&gt; on October 11 at 4:15 pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-7036704720231290178?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/7036704720231290178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=7036704720231290178' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/7036704720231290178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/7036704720231290178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/09/caftan-womans-choice-one-for-october-on.html' title='Caftan Woman&apos;s Choice - One for October on TCM'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BcMkMGcxkrI/ToYtfhJgAuI/AAAAAAAABXQ/N43eJwt53-A/s72-c/thesetup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-5063262707298449892</id><published>2011-09-23T12:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T13:02:41.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clarence Nash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Donald Duck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ward Kimball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walt Disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kalle Anka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mel Blanc'/><title type='text'>Donald Duck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-33ruxAF-MXs/TnzbhQx5lgI/AAAAAAAABVY/xQi_va-kacg/s1600/donaldduck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-33ruxAF-MXs/TnzbhQx5lgI/AAAAAAAABVY/xQi_va-kacg/s320/donaldduck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655636596556928514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“The stars can change their courses, the universe  can go up in flames and the world crash around us but there will always  be Donald Duck.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Trevor Howard as Dr. Alec Harvey, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brief Encounter&lt;/span&gt; (1945)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;We are Donald Duck, Donald Duck is us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In  close to 200 animated shorts and features, plus comic books and  television, the duck known as Donald faced life’s travails in an all too  human and relatable manner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Mickey was on a pedestal while the duck could blow his top.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Walt Disney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, Donald has a temper.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So do we all.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We may start out with the best of intentions, but Fate with a capital “F” conspires against us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yd-SrT9iBCI/TnzbWVLrgwI/AAAAAAAABVI/15qc-TLsDOg/s1600/selfcontrol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yd-SrT9iBCI/TnzbWVLrgwI/AAAAAAAABVI/15qc-TLsDOg/s320/selfcontrol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655636408760238850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In 1938s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Self Control&lt;/span&gt; Donald does his best to follow the simple, kindly  advice of a radio psychologist, but all things that buzz and crawl and  peck stand in the way of peace and contentment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jrwmobxdtdc/TnzbbGav6PI/AAAAAAAABVQ/cQZ45EaiMOg/s1600/donaldsvacation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jrwmobxdtdc/TnzbbGav6PI/AAAAAAAABVQ/cQZ45EaiMOg/s320/donaldsvacation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655636490696255730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In 1940s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Donald’s Vacation&lt;/span&gt; it is an inanimate object, a *&amp;amp;*^(*)!!* folding chair that obstinately refuses to work as advertised.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We cannot cast stones at Donald for losing his temper.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We’ve all run across those *&amp;amp;*&amp;amp;&amp;amp;*Q!j** easy-to-work items that refuse to work, easily or otherwise.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Poor Donald!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zwSqMpyIjlY/TnzcMUzeFKI/AAAAAAAABVg/7b9f3lW3GTY/s1600/donaldsnephews.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zwSqMpyIjlY/TnzcMUzeFKI/AAAAAAAABVg/7b9f3lW3GTY/s320/donaldsnephews.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655637336371631266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all love our families.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Donald loves his family.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, sometimes little angels aren’t all they are cracked up to be.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes kids like Huey, Dewey and Louis misbehave.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes the psychology books and all the patience in the world gets you nowhere.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes you have to yell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o2FfMwS4ToM/TnzbHrLOpmI/AAAAAAAABU4/KRMIEPJt8Is/s1600/duckpimples.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o2FfMwS4ToM/TnzbHrLOpmI/AAAAAAAABU4/KRMIEPJt8Is/s320/duckpimples.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655636156965889634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Is there anything we didn't do to poor Donald?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Ward Kimball, animator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A little "white magic" in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Three Caballeros&lt;/span&gt; had Donald changing shape and size.  A couple of gods with too much time on their hands gave Donald powers beyond his ken and abruptly took it away again in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trombone Trouble&lt;/span&gt;.  Donald was hatched by a condor in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contrary Condor&lt;/span&gt;.  He was attacked by a rooster in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Golden Eggs&lt;/span&gt;.  He couldn't enjoy a ball game on a radio because of a music loving bee in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slide, Donald, Slide&lt;/span&gt;.  He was beset upon by Chip 'n Dale for no reason at all...well, okay, sometimes it was Donald's fault, but honestly those little creatures were diabolical in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toy Tinkers&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Corn Chips&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All in a Nutshell&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three for Breakfast&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Lone Chipmunk&lt;/span&gt;, etc.  Diabolical!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Nsh7FkBXPc/TnzbB8_9uKI/AAAAAAAABUw/lOP8zRLzAGI/s1600/swedishchristmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Nsh7FkBXPc/TnzbB8_9uKI/AAAAAAAABUw/lOP8zRLzAGI/s320/swedishchristmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655636058671265954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“With all respect to Clarence Nash, I think if he had spoken more clearly, Donald Duck would have been a more popular character.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mel Blanc, actor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;According to the Gallop Research Institute, by the end of the 1940s the American public ranked Donald Duck as its favourite cartoon character, followed by Bugs Bunny and Mickey Mouse. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.25in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Since 1959 Swedish television has aired Disney cartoons on Christmas Eve and any mention by the network of tampering with this tradition is met with outrage.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Donald Duck, known as Kalle Anka, has become a Swedish symbol of Christmas.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ofUdpLJVe-w/TnzbO7LKAjI/AAAAAAAABVA/Od8GP4hDm7I/s1600/mrduckstepsout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ofUdpLJVe-w/TnzbO7LKAjI/AAAAAAAABVA/Od8GP4hDm7I/s320/mrduckstepsout.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655636281519637042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;"On our first date I bet you wished I looked like Donald in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Duck Steps Out&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Garry, the man who married Caftan Woman when she was Blouse Babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hi, Toots!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- My son Gavin learns how to talk to girls from classic Disney shorts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yq-tbXw5CN4/Tnza7G_svBI/AAAAAAAABUo/92b3OHnHArY/s1600/mickeysbirthdayparty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yq-tbXw5CN4/Tnza7G_svBI/AAAAAAAABUo/92b3OHnHArY/s320/mickeysbirthdayparty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655635941095422994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Life, and the Disney animators and directors, gave Donald Duck a lot to cope with, but they also gave him friends that stick by him through thick and thin...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zTRg3djVX8E/TnzhKe4fmnI/AAAAAAAABVo/tO28k89O_Lo/s1600/theniftynineties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zTRg3djVX8E/TnzhKe4fmnI/AAAAAAAABVo/tO28k89O_Lo/s320/theniftynineties.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655642802275457650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;...and loved ones that make the journey worthwhile.  Yes, we are Donald Duck.  Donald Duck is us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-5063262707298449892?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5063262707298449892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=5063262707298449892' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/5063262707298449892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/5063262707298449892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/09/donald-duck.html' title='Donald Duck'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-33ruxAF-MXs/TnzbhQx5lgI/AAAAAAAABVY/xQi_va-kacg/s72-c/donaldduck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-7879748898305815585</id><published>2011-09-18T21:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T08:41:50.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Greatest Show on Earth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cecil B. DeMille'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Classic Movie Blog Association'/><title type='text'>CMBA Guilty Pleasures Blogathon - The Greatest Show on Earth (1952)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kjvho0QsP9E/TnbAyR9jPfI/AAAAAAAABUY/GqkdM20cedk/s1600/thegreatestshowonearthposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kjvho0QsP9E/TnbAyR9jPfI/AAAAAAAABUY/GqkdM20cedk/s320/thegreatestshowonearthposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653918352257793522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You watched a movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You knew it wasn’t very good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you loved it anyway!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The premise of the CMBA’s Guilty Pleasure Movie Blogathon makes me feel guilty about my participation in said blogathon because I don’t think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Greatest Show on Earth&lt;/span&gt; is a bad movie.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Plus, I don’t feel guilty about watching and loving it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, I used to…well, not always…not every time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t_rIztqRH9o/TnbASgWO4-I/AAAAAAAABTw/inHHs7KdXIE/s1600/trapezeartists.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t_rIztqRH9o/TnbASgWO4-I/AAAAAAAABTw/inHHs7KdXIE/s320/trapezeartists.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653917806363599842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Betty Hutton (Holly), Cornel Wilde (The Great Sebastian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I was a kid in what I recall as the sunny sixties and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The Greatest Show on Earth &lt;/span&gt;came on television, it was an event!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In my eyes it was the most glorious movie.  It was big, bold, emotional and exciting.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Brad was such a good guy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sebastian was so charming.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Klaus was so bad.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Angel was so interesting.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Holly was so brave.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Buttons was so wonderful. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Oh, Buttons was the most wonderful man in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KS6lJoazuaY/TnbAHn_hKVI/AAAAAAAABTg/oKJ980kSNmE/s1600/sebastianfalls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KS6lJoazuaY/TnbAHn_hKVI/AAAAAAAABTg/oKJ980kSNmE/s320/sebastianfalls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653917619437250898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;James Stewart (Buttons), Cornel Wilde (Sebastian), Charlton Heston (Brad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I was a teen in the seventies I started reading everything I could get my hands on that  concerned the movies including those Best and Worst lists.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There  it was, time after time, in black and white, worst Best Picture Winner  of all-time into perpetuity, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Greatest Show on Earth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Apparently&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;because The Greatest Show on Earth was big, bold, emotional and exciting.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Only the words were changed to corny and overblown.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While my affection for the movie never changed, guilt and shame wracked my heart.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Greatest Show on Earth&lt;/span&gt; was no longer a movie celebration, it was something to be watched on the sly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l6CRa73t0Jo/TnbAkQTJB6I/AAAAAAAABUI/ApK0urrlGe8/s1600/traintravel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l6CRa73t0Jo/TnbAkQTJB6I/AAAAAAAABUI/ApK0urrlGe8/s320/traintravel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653918111293310882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The only way to travel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In 1950 as Cecile B. DeMille neared his 70&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; birthday, he felt the desire to run away and join the circus.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He  spent months with the Ringling Brothers Barnum &amp;amp; Bailey Circus at  their Winter quarters in Sarasota, Florida learning all he could about  the operation of a circus and about the people who populate the big top,  their way of speaking, the way they come together year after year as a  troupe of traveling players.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Perhaps  only DeMille with his expertise in big pictures could relate to that  same grandiose quality in the circus and have the guts to tackle  the logistics and complications of the location shoot which would not  only give his film the air of authenticity he experienced, but capture  for us all a passing way of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d5Yo0SrOiFA/TnbAX_61x_I/AAAAAAAABT4/eYDrPypEI2A/s1600/demilleoscar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d5Yo0SrOiFA/TnbAX_61x_I/AAAAAAAABT4/eYDrPypEI2A/s320/demilleoscar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653917900737988594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cecil B. DeMille&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Greatest Show on Earth&lt;/span&gt; was an honoured box office success.  It’s Best Picture Oscar was from a group of nominees including &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;High Noon&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ivanhoe&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moulin Rouge&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Quiet Man&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Another  win was in the Best Writing, Motion Picture Story category from among  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Son John&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Narrow Margin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Pride of St. Louis&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Sniper&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Other  nominations were for Costume Design, Color (winner &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moulin Rouge&lt;/span&gt;), Best  Film Editing (winner &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;High Noon&lt;/span&gt;) and Best Director (winner &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Ford&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;DeMille was one of 18 directors nominated by the Director’s Guild where the winner was again Ford.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Greatest Show on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Earth &lt;/span&gt;was the Golden Globe winner for Best Motion Picture, Best Director and Best Cinematography, Color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rWnlofPt2LA/TnbAo92y9BI/AAAAAAAABUQ/BQVxREgIhqE/s1600/buttonsandwilly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rWnlofPt2LA/TnbAo92y9BI/AAAAAAAABUQ/BQVxREgIhqE/s320/buttonsandwilly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653918192241931282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;James Stewart (Buttons), Emmett Kelly as Weary Willie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;DeMille was making a circus picture.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hollywood was filled with lots of folks with a desire to run away and join the circus.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jimmy Stewart called.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He’d always wanted to be a clown.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“We have Stewart” DeMille told his staff.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“He wants to be a clown.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jimmy’s clown, Buttons, would be the heart and soul of the story.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jimmy Stewart helped to create his own clown make-up for Buttons.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was helped by Wally Westmore, but had final choice.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He  also learned routines and worked with the best including International Clown Hall of Famer Emmett Kelly and the man known as King of the Clowns,  Felix Adler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ShZyQvuXSyQ/TnbAMgdlV0I/AAAAAAAABTo/ewTuwTzi4WY/s1600/minyak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ShZyQvuXSyQ/TnbAMgdlV0I/AAAAAAAABTo/ewTuwTzi4WY/s320/minyak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653917703315216194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gloria Grahame (Angel), Minyak the elephant, Lyle Bettger (Klaus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lucille Ball was DeMille’s original choice for Angel, the elephant trainer.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Under  contract to Columbia with one picture left, Harry Cohn offered her a  contract breaker, a picture so bad the actor would bail and could be  sued.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Lucy, anxious to do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Greatest Show on Earth&lt;/span&gt;, agreed to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Magic Carpet&lt;/span&gt; and her work was completed in five days for $85,000.  &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lucy and Desi then had to report to Mr. DeMille that she couldn’t take the role of Angel because she was now pregnant.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Famously,  the director said “Congratulations, Desi, you are the only person in  the world to screw Harry Cohn, Columbia Pictures, Paramount, Cecil B.  DeMille and your wife, all at the same time.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gloria Grahame took on the role of Angel, a circus temptress with a heart of gold.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  I think she deserved a medal for some of her stunts with the huge animals.  The girl had guts.   &lt;/span&gt;There is not one man of my acquaintance who doesn’t look at the Oscar winning (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bad and the Beautiful&lt;/span&gt;) actress and turn into Bert the Cop.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There’s  always an exception to the rule and in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Greatest Show on Earth&lt;/span&gt; that  exception might be circus manager Brad Braden played by Charlton Heston.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He’s not immune to ladies, after all he has a thing for trapeze artist Holly, but the circus comes first.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He has sawdust in his veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ei9H8bLtVjU/TnbAfi1OljI/AAAAAAAABUA/v2G2pVGG8Jc/s1600/trainwreck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ei9H8bLtVjU/TnbAfi1OljI/AAAAAAAABUA/v2G2pVGG8Jc/s320/trainwreck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653918030368773682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where's my hat, you damn dirty ape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unidentified player at left, Cornel Wilde, James Stewart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Betty Hutton, Charlton Heston, John Ridgely, Gloria Grahame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Heston was driving off the Paramount lot one day and stopped to wave at DeMille.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;DeMille had met the young actor in the studio dining room once.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His secretary reminded him of the actor’s name and the movie he had screened, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Dark City&lt;/span&gt;, and hadn’t liked.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Umm, I liked the way he waved just now.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We’d better have him in to talk about the circus manager.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The big thing about Brad was choosing the hat.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;DeMille told him “Shoes don’t matter so much…usually, you don’t even see them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But if you wear a hat, it’s in every shot, and featured in every close-up.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They looked at dozens before the right hat clicked, but click it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SBS-BSVDBOI/Tna__DAqn4I/AAAAAAAABTY/BKDqvV1kUvI/s1600/theflyingconcellos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SBS-BSVDBOI/Tna__DAqn4I/AAAAAAAABTY/BKDqvV1kUvI/s320/theflyingconcellos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653917472070999938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Flying Concellos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Genuine circus performers such as The Zoppes Equestrian act, The Flying  Concellos and The Alanzas of the high wire are featured in the film and  the cast was expected to fit in.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Dorothy Lamour learned her iron jaw act.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Olympic caliber fencer Cornel Wilde and energetic Betty Hutton worked hard to look plausible on the trapeze.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Cornel was doubled in some scenes by arielist and clown, the son of circus performers, Jackie LeClaire.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The  bubbly Hutton was also a woman of fragile emotions, and she  found in DeMille a supportive and understanding director.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The role of Birdie, the circus costumer, was one of the better ones bestowed on Julia Faye.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At one time DeMille’s mistress, she appeared in all of pictures after that relationship ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our movie follows the fortunes of The Ringing Brothers, Barnum and Bailey Circus from the opening of their season.  As long as the manager, Brad, can keep the  finances in the black they can play a full tour including the smaller  cities.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A gangster played by top  movie scary guy Lawrence Tierney plants John Kellog with a crooked  sideshow game on the lot to mess up the works and cheat the rubes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He’s got plans to take over.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Another  guy with plans is elephant trainer Klaus played by Lyle Bettger (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Has  anybody ever seen him play a good guy?&lt;/span&gt;), but as his plans involve pretty  Angel and her plans involve Brad…well, you can see trouble coming.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Brad’s girl, Holly is distracted by fellow flyer Sebastian.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;First she wants his centre ring and then she’s not so sure it isn’t something more personal.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Buttons the perpetually made-up clown is a doctor on the run.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He killed the thing he loved.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, heartbreak!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All  of this angst and intrigue is but a background to the day to day work  of putting up, taking down, and putting up again the greatest show on  earth.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The movie is the circus.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The real audiences caught coming and going are moments in time that are a joy to share.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Those Hollywood folk who didn’t get to be clowns or barkers like Edmund O’Brien got to be spectators.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is especially fun to see Bing Crosby and Bob Hope as their Road picture comrade Dorothy Lamour does her stuff.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;William Boyd as Hopalong Cassidy leads a parade.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He first worked for DeMille in 1927's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;King of Kings&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Among the spectators it is fun to spot or try to spot many favourite  character actors including Kathleen Freeman, Mary Field, Dorothy Adams,  Clarence “Ducky” Nash, Arthur Q. “Elmer Fudd” Bryan, Stanley Andrews and  Peter Hansen.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pretty future leading lady (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comanche Station&lt;/span&gt;) Nancy Gates makes an impression.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, that is her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You’ve been right all these years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7kcy1xRInWQ/TnbDRopX5BI/AAAAAAAABUg/XCRXHbTz2M0/s1600/foreignposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7kcy1xRInWQ/TnbDRopX5BI/AAAAAAAABUg/XCRXHbTz2M0/s320/foreignposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653921089946379282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This poster simply screams "melodrama".  I love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;DeMille does nothing small.  The gangster plot crosses with the thwarted lover plot and that can only mean one thing, a train wreck.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A circus train wreck with wild animals on the loose and ruination in the offing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also, there’s a detective closing in on Buttons, a paralyzed Sebastian, and fateful decisions all around.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ooh, it’s good stuff.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yes it is.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s good in the way a banana split is good.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A banana split with extra whipped cream.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Extra!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why, I feel no more guilty about watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Greatest Show on Earth&lt;/span&gt; than I do about eating a banana split with extra whipped cream.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I don’t feel guilty about the ice cream.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, I used to…well, not always…not every time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-7879748898305815585?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/7879748898305815585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=7879748898305815585' title='80 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/7879748898305815585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/7879748898305815585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/09/cmba-guilty-pleasures-blogathon.html' title='CMBA Guilty Pleasures Blogathon - The Greatest Show on Earth (1952)'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kjvho0QsP9E/TnbAyR9jPfI/AAAAAAAABUY/GqkdM20cedk/s72-c/thegreatestshowonearthposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>80</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-3600654041728995432</id><published>2011-09-10T06:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T18:17:43.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='East Side West Side'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neil Simon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York City'/><title type='text'>All Around the Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp9QOIJFhZg/TmtfplHFWBI/AAAAAAAABTI/IQb-d2Ey4YE/s1600/eastsidewestside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp9QOIJFhZg/TmtfplHFWBI/AAAAAAAABTI/IQb-d2Ey4YE/s320/eastsidewestside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650715325407516690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, this is my town.  It's not new to you.  You've read books about it, you've seen movies.  People are always talking about New York.  It's the most exciting city in the world they say - the most glamorous, the most frightening and, above all, the fastest.  You hear a great deal about the tempo of this city - its speed, its pace, its driving heartbeat.  Perhaps it's true for visitors, but I was born here, I live here.  The only pace I know is the pace of my own life.  The only beat I hear is the beat of my own heart.  For me, and for millions of others, New York is home.  The days follow each other quietly as they do in most places.  Only rarely does any one time stand out so that we remember it and say "That's when everything changed.  After that nothing was the same."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Barbara Stanwyck as the character Jessie Bourne reads the above narration to begin Mervyn LeRoy's 1949 crime romance &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;East Side, West Side&lt;/span&gt; based on a Marcia Davenport novel with a screenplay by Isobel Lennert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am one of those visitors Jessie mentioned.  For me, New York City is a place of learning, a place of fun, a place to glut myself on theatre and a place to honeymoon.  All of those memories are augmented by those books and movies she mentions, the titles of which conjure up enduring feelings that make New York City an emotional home to many who reside outside its boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Classic movie fans were brought up in the nostalgic glow of  Henry King's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Little Old New York&lt;/span&gt; and Michael Curtiz's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life With Father&lt;/span&gt;, with Raoul Walsh's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bowery&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Strawberry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blonde&lt;/span&gt;.  We learned harsh lessons through William Wyler's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dead End&lt;/span&gt; and Michael Curtiz's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angels With Dirty Faces&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed and were inspired by the endless show business stories such as Lloyd Bacon's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;42nd Street&lt;/span&gt; and Robert Mulligan's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Rat Race&lt;/span&gt;.  We glimpsed the business world in Jean Negulesco's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Best of Everything&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Woman's World&lt;/span&gt;, as well as Billy Wilder's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Apartment&lt;/span&gt; and Fielder Cook's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Patterns&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reveled in NYC noir of Otto Preminger's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt;, Alexander Mckendrick's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sweet Smell of Success&lt;/span&gt; and Samuel Fuller's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pick Up on South Street&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course, to the annoyance of sports fans from other cities, there is the New York as centre of the universe in movies like Sam Wood's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pride of the Yankees&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Any place, but especially a place like New York City, changes us and changes with us.  Neil Simon gave us his optimism in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Barefoot in the Park,&lt;/span&gt; laughs in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come Blow York Horn&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Odd Couple&lt;/span&gt;, memories in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Sunshine Boys&lt;/span&gt; and nightmares in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Prisoner of Second&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Avenue&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Out of Towners&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;East Side, West Side&lt;/span&gt; Jessie Bourne spoke of the one time that changed everything.  Ten years since the September 11 terrorist attacks on the World Trade Centre have brought changes to each of us personally, and to the world we live in.  What has not changed is the resilience of New Yorkers and the affection and support from those of us with mythical ties to the city that never sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000923/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-3600654041728995432?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3600654041728995432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=3600654041728995432' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/3600654041728995432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/3600654041728995432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/09/all-around-town.html' title='All Around the Town'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp9QOIJFhZg/TmtfplHFWBI/AAAAAAAABTI/IQb-d2Ey4YE/s72-c/eastsidewestside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-1376000804626952996</id><published>2011-09-02T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T13:34:07.471-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Madness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay Johnson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Capra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walter Huston'/><title type='text'>Caftan Woman's Choice - One for September on TCM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ehpgphMsSfo/TmEXr8h7m3I/AAAAAAAABSo/h6P0V_T567w/s1600/tcmlogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 110px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ehpgphMsSfo/TmEXr8h7m3I/AAAAAAAABSo/h6P0V_T567w/s200/tcmlogo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647821451449572210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Turner Classic Movies - Heaven on Earth for classic movie fans or a cog in the evolutionary wheel which will see us one day morphed into a wide-bottomed cyclops with one rectangular eye in the middle of our foreheads?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been intrigued by TCM host Ben Mankiewicz's task of recommending one movie per month from the schedule.  A lot of film fans find it difficult choosing one movie for any sort of purpose.  There is the nagging feeling that you are being disloyal to all of the other films you love with equal fervor.  Nonetheless, I decided to challenge myself with that very task.  No hemming, hawing or honourable mentions.  One movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P4IcXspiZc8/TmEXxQobQ7I/AAAAAAAABSw/fOZoBtkfwIQ/s1600/americanmadnessposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P4IcXspiZc8/TmEXxQobQ7I/AAAAAAAABSw/fOZoBtkfwIQ/s320/americanmadnessposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647821542744867762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Frank Capra's 1932 release &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American Madness&lt;/span&gt; is scheduled on TCM for Saturday, September 29 at 6:30 pm est.  Capra was a very busy director at Columbia in the 1920s and early 30s. Just prior to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American Madness&lt;/span&gt; his output included the action adventure romance &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dirigible&lt;/span&gt;, the social commentary drama &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Miracle Woman&lt;/span&gt;, the class conscious romance &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Platinum Blonde&lt;/span&gt; and the woman's picture &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forbidden&lt;/span&gt;.  His success with these varied pictures represents Frank Capra's mastery of his calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American Madness&lt;/span&gt; was among the first collaborations between Capra and screenwriter Robert Riskin which would give us such well-remembered titles as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lady for a Day&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It Happened One Night&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Deeds Goes to Town&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lost Horizon&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meet John Doe&lt;/span&gt;.  The goal with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American Madness&lt;/span&gt; was to meet the Depression head on and kick it in the pants while addressing the fears as well as the optimistic spirit of everyday people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Walter Huston stars as a bank president, respected by his workers and often at odds with his Board of Directors.  His business success has come from his belief in the character of the his customers and the simple idea that money must be put to work if it is to do any good.  What has made him a success is considered a great failing by the Directors, too frightened to take chances in an iffy economy and too enamoured of an offer of quick profit on a deal which would close out Huston and his brand of banking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A bank employee played by Gavin Gordon is in debt to local gangsters and can only save himself by becoming the inside man on a robbery.  The plan goes awry when a watchman is murdered and blame is placed on an ex-con, Huston's protege played by Pat O'Brien.  Gordon, a roue as well as a gambler, uses his boss' wife, lovely Kay Johnson as an alibi further complicating the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Capra really grabs a hold of the pacing in this film with overlapping dialogue and quick cuts.  It moves.  The grapevine scene which starts with the robbery and from telephone call to telephone call leads to a run on the bank is top notch.  You feel for Huston and Johnson as their personal relationship gets mixed up with banking and legal disaster.  Can nothing save Pat O'Brien and his trusting girlfriend played by Constance Cummings?  The only distraction in the cast may be Gavin Gordon's drawn on eyebrows, but the story gathers steam that carries the audience along and makes them easy to overlook (eventually).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ls9IZggygbo/TmEiyoQp-GI/AAAAAAAABTA/wVuCaXaih48/s1600/bankpanic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ls9IZggygbo/TmEiyoQp-GI/AAAAAAAABTA/wVuCaXaih48/s320/bankpanic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647833660895393890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American Madness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The run on the bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Two other frequent Capra collaborators  worked on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American Madness&lt;/span&gt; with great skill.  Architect and Oscar winning (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lost Horizon&lt;/span&gt;) set designer Stephen Goosson, with his incredibly detailed eye, created the bank set that is breathtaking as we take in the lobby, the offices, the safe.  It's a perfect setting for the drama that takes place and a reminder of the reverence with which our institutions were built.  Innovative Hall of Fame cinematographer Joseph Walker works his usual Black &amp;amp; White magic with his hypnotic images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LU0xaNCmLxc/TmEX7My8M3I/AAAAAAAABS4/8fWOSVU5Mns/s1600/frankcapra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 174px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LU0xaNCmLxc/TmEX7My8M3I/AAAAAAAABS4/8fWOSVU5Mns/s320/frankcapra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647821713513919346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few years ago, along with one of my movie loving sisters, I caught a theatrical screening of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American Madness &lt;/span&gt;thanks to Cinematheque Ontario.  A couple of young fellows were sitting in front of us, a film student and his friend.  After the movie, the friend commented that he had only come along out of curiosity, but he became really caught up in the story and wanted to see more movies like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think that whoever coined the phrase Capra-corn has done an injustice to the director.  Frank Capra was, first and foremost, a gifted storyteller and one who knew how to tell his stories cinematically.  He knew how to move an audience.  He did it all with a gentle, insightful humour and true affection for all kinds of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Timely and engrossing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; American Madness &lt;/span&gt;is worth watching on TCM this month, whether it be for the first time or a re-visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For more suggestions on our favourite channel check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Laura's Miscellaneous Musings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Great Entertainer's Media Archive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; for September alerts from those in the know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-1376000804626952996?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1376000804626952996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=1376000804626952996' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/1376000804626952996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/1376000804626952996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/09/caftan-womans-choice-september-on-tcm.html' title='Caftan Woman&apos;s Choice - One for September on TCM'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ehpgphMsSfo/TmEXr8h7m3I/AAAAAAAABSo/h6P0V_T567w/s72-c/tcmlogo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-8357112409902288613</id><published>2011-08-21T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T22:38:40.884-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Sunday Afternoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Strawberry Blonde'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack Carson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don DeFore'/><title type='text'>Officer O'Hara, Mr. B. and Hugo Barnstead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k3qUkLh6niA/TlHEpkot1BI/AAAAAAAABSY/ZnVQZ7lpx7M/s1600/jackcarson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k3qUkLh6niA/TlHEpkot1BI/AAAAAAAABSY/ZnVQZ7lpx7M/s320/jackcarson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643508026560074770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack Carson&lt;br /&gt;1910 - 1963&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Born in Carmen, Manitoba, raised in Milwaukee, Wisconsin and schooled in Vaudeville, Jack Carson is one of classic Hollywood's most beloved character actor stars.  Arriving in California in the mid 1930s Carson can be spotted in small roles in many films as he worked his way up the ladder including &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stage Door&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bringing Up Baby&lt;/span&gt;, and gradually larger supporting roles in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carefree &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Destry Rides Again&lt;/span&gt;.  He's outstanding as a gangster's henchman with an unusual sense of humour in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Saint in New York&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jack was very busy at Warner Brothers during the 1940s where he would make his mark in a number of well-remembered films, including a number with genial singing star Dennis Morgan such as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shine on Harvest Moon&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's a Great Feeling&lt;/span&gt;.  Jack is a well-meaning salesman in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Larceny Inc.&lt;/span&gt;, a no goodnik in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blues in the Night&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Really, what kind of a guy would stomp on Priscilla Lane's heart?&lt;/span&gt;) , the loquacious would-be playwright Officer O'Hara in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arsenic and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Old Lace&lt;/span&gt;, a former college football hero in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Male Animal&lt;/span&gt;, a romantic vaudevillian in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Hard Way&lt;/span&gt;, Rosalind Russell's helpmeet in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roughly Speaking&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mildred Pierce&lt;/span&gt;'s slimy patsy Wally Fay.  Jack also had radio success with a series called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everybody Loves Jack&lt;/span&gt; which ran from 1943-1947.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the 1950s Jack would turn in exemplary performances in movies such as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phffft&lt;/span&gt; with Judy Holliday, Jack Lemmon and Kim Novak, Douglas Sirk's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Tarnished Angels&lt;/span&gt;, George Cukor's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Star is Born&lt;/span&gt; and Richard Brooks' movie of Tennessee Williams' &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cat on a Hot Tin Roof&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where is Jack's Oscar nomination?  Recount!&lt;/span&gt;) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For all his screen success, Jack Carson still needed a live audience.  During the 40s he would take a break from the studio to perform as a clown with the Clyde Beatty circus.  In 1952 he starred as John P. Wintergreen in a Broadway revival of the Gershwin's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of Thee I Sing&lt;/span&gt;.  It was during rehearsal in 1962 for a production of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Critic's Choice&lt;/span&gt; that Jack fell ill and eventually was diagnosed with a stomach cancer which took his life at the age of 53.  Jack had been married four times and was the father of two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mm5PINsWKeg/TlHEjuutR6I/AAAAAAAABSQ/-Db29YktOII/s1600/thestrawberryblondecast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mm5PINsWKeg/TlHEjuutR6I/AAAAAAAABSQ/-Db29YktOII/s320/thestrawberryblondecast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643507926190344098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rita Hayworth, Olivia de Havilland, James Cagney, Jack Carson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Strawberry Blonde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A role that typifies Jack's prevailing screen image is that of Hugo Barnstead in Raoul Walsh's 1941 version of actor/playwright James Hagen's successful 1933 play &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Sunday Afternoon&lt;/span&gt;.  Set at the turn of the 20th century &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Strawberry Blonde&lt;/span&gt; stars James Cagney as Biff Grimes, a dentist and an ex-con who, one Sunday afternoon, ruminates on his hard luck in life and love.  Most of his hard luck can be traced back to his friendship with Hugo, a sneaky, lying, ambitious, two-faced friend to no one whose comeuppance is a long time coming thing of beauty.  The billigerent&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; softy Biff is one of Cagney's finest characterizations.  Olivia de Havilland is warm and lovely as Amy, the right girl for Biff.  Rita Hayworth would make audiences remember her as Virginia, the girl of Biff's dreams.  Jack Carson was a force of nature as Hugo roared through the movie.  In his autobiography &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cagney by Cagney&lt;/span&gt;, Jimmy speaks of the movie with fondness and of how his mother, who appeared as an extra in the beer garden scene, thought it captured the New York of her youth.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Strawberry Blonde&lt;/span&gt; is a movie of much charm and heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wmBbMkDXUAI/TlHEfFz0L6I/AAAAAAAABSI/mMeLXv3CDww/s1600/dondefore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wmBbMkDXUAI/TlHEfFz0L6I/AAAAAAAABSI/mMeLXv3CDww/s320/dondefore.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643507846486437794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don DeFore&lt;br /&gt;1913 - 1993&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The world is full of baby boomers with fond recollections of television, among them Don DeFore as the neighbour "Thorny" on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Adventures of Ozzie and Harriet&lt;/span&gt; and "Mr. B" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baxter&lt;/span&gt;) on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hazel&lt;/span&gt;.  The image of Don DeFore in those sitcom roles is a hearty and pleasant one.  His career in films is equally pleasant to contemplate.  The Iowa native was studying at The Pasadena Playhouse when he went east to Broadway in a limited run of a play called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where Do We Go From Here?&lt;/span&gt;  In 1940 Don found success in the role of Wally Myers, a college football star, in James Thurber and Elliott Nugent's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The Male Animal&lt;/span&gt;.  Nugent directed the film version for Warner Bros. with Henry Fonda playing the role Nugent himself had played in New York.  Coming west to repeat his stage success was Don DeFore as Wally.  In the set-up of the play, there is an older counterpart to the footballer and that role was taken by Jack Carson.  In the 1952 revamp &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She's Working Her Way Through College&lt;/span&gt;, Don would play the Jack Carson role.  (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trust me, it makes sense.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don's film appearances in the 1940s include &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Guy Named Joe&lt;/span&gt; with Spencer Tracy and Irene Dunne, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Without Reservations&lt;/span&gt; with John Wayne and Claudette Colbert and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Friend Irma&lt;/span&gt; with Marie Wilson.  He stars in Roy Del Ruth's impossible to dislike Christmas perennial &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It Happened on Fifth Avenue&lt;/span&gt; and as Betty Hutton's exasperated love interest in&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The Stork Club&lt;/span&gt;.  Don crosses paths with Jack Carson again in Doris Day's debut film &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Romance on the High&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seas&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm particularly fond of his hot-headed young gunslinger in Andre de Toth's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ramrod&lt;/span&gt; and of his role in 1960s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Facts of Life&lt;/span&gt; as Lucille Ball's neglectful husband.  He also impressed in later TV appearances on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;St. Elsewhere&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Murder, She Wrote&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In real life, Don and his wife Marion were married for 51 years and the parents of five children.  Don passed from a heart attack at the age of 80.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fKQBTdLpu-A/TlHEaQsqGtI/AAAAAAAABSA/40oGxRlz9nI/s1600/onesundayafternooncast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fKQBTdLpu-A/TlHEaQsqGtI/AAAAAAAABSA/40oGxRlz9nI/s320/onesundayafternooncast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643507763509861074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don DeFore, Dorothy Malone, Janis Paige, Dennis Morgan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Sunday Afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In 1948 Warner Bros. revamped &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Strawberry Blonde &lt;/span&gt;as a Technicolor musical with songs by Ralph Blane, Raoul Walsh once again directing and a return to the original title.  Dennis Morgan was given the role of Biff in which he performs earnestly.  It is not fair to compare any performer to Cagney.  Janis Paige is a bright and brittle Virginia.  Dorothy Malone is every inch the equal of de Havilland as the sympathetic Amy.  Guess who plays Hugo!  Yes, Don DeFore tackles the sneaking, lying, ambitious...we've been down this road before, haven't we?  Really, who else would they cast?  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Sunday Afternoon&lt;/span&gt; should work, but unfortunately the songs are weak and the energy and heart that make &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Strawberry Blonde &lt;/span&gt;such a winner is nowhere in evidence.  If you're not familiar with the 1941 version, it is a passable time-waster, nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xXvJkUrJnpk/TlHEMc47jsI/AAAAAAAABRw/Mhv5WVfQe_k/s1600/lloydnolan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 114px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xXvJkUrJnpk/TlHEMc47jsI/AAAAAAAABRw/Mhv5WVfQe_k/s200/lloydnolan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643507526264393410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Hagen's Broadway success of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Sunday Afternoon&lt;/span&gt; ran for 322 performances.   Steely-eyed Rankin Mansfield (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Hell and Back&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Brothers Rico&lt;/span&gt;) played Hugo.  Lloyd Nolan (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Tree Grows in Brooklyn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somewhere in the Night&lt;/span&gt;) was everybody's favourite dentist, Biff Grimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ByHbMNWxPps/TlHERldw9vI/AAAAAAAABR4/0TrJB3xjPXM/s1600/onesundayafternoon1933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 155px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ByHbMNWxPps/TlHERldw9vI/AAAAAAAABR4/0TrJB3xjPXM/s200/onesundayafternoon1933.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643507614465718002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paramount Studios filmed the first version of the play in 1933.  The role of Hugo Barnstead was played by handsome Neil Hamilton.  (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So sue me - I had a crush on Commissioner Gordon!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary Cooper made an oddly unlikeable Biff.  It is a movie I would recommend for comparison purposes only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-8357112409902288613?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8357112409902288613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=8357112409902288613' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/8357112409902288613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/8357112409902288613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/08/officer-ohara-mr-b-and-hugo-barnstead.html' title='Officer O&apos;Hara, Mr. B. and Hugo Barnstead'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k3qUkLh6niA/TlHEpkot1BI/AAAAAAAABSY/ZnVQZ7lpx7M/s72-c/jackcarson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-2238500941873295285</id><published>2011-08-19T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T13:09:27.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Irresistably Sweet Blog Award'/><title type='text'>How did she know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dawnschickflicks.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIuQkVxGm0E/Tk5DOU08gpI/AAAAAAAABRY/6x1AN9sb84w/s400/irresistiblysweetaward.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642521296529818258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When Dawn of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Noir and Chick Flicks&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://dawnschickflicks.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://dawnschickflicks.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) chose this blog among her honorees for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Irresistibly Sweet Blog Award&lt;/span&gt;, did she know of my overwhelming admiration for strawberry shortcake?  Of all the awards in all the cyberspace, what could be more appealing than that fruity, creamy, flaky goodness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course there are certain provisos with being greeted by a picture of the desert to end all deserts, namely linking back to your host, sharing with and notifying 12 worthy bloggers, plus the dreaded "7 random things about me".  Even though, for some reason, I'm feeling a little shy about the sharing part today, I can't help but think that bringing shortcake will mean an automatic welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bloggers, new and old, who brighten my day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laura's Miscellaneous Musings, &lt;a href="http://laurasmiscmusings.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://laurasmiscmusings.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Great Entertainment Media Archive, &lt;a href="http://greatentertainersarchives.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://greatentertainersarchives.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Second Sentence, &lt;a href="http://thesecondsentence.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thesecondsentence.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;in so many words, &lt;a href="http://yvettecandraw.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://yvettecandraw.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tales of the Easily Distracted, &lt;a href="http://doriantb.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://doriantb.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take Two, &lt;a href="http://kimsblogtake2.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://kimsblogtake2.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gold Hollywood, &lt;a href="http://goldhollywood.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://goldhollywood.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Ancient Pelican, &lt;a href="http://purpleladyj.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://purpleladyj.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Resilient Little Muscle, &lt;a href="http://resilientlittlemuscle.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://resilientlittlemuscle.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fang Shih-yu and the "Trivia Wing" of the Shaolin Temple!, &lt;a href="http://fangshih-yutriviawingshaolintemple.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://fangshih-yutriviawingshaolintemple.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saddles and Spurs: The Great Westerns, &lt;a href="http://chickflickswesterns.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://chickflickswesterns.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two Through Twelve, &lt;a href="http://twothroughtwelve.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://twothroughtwelve.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seven random things about Caftan Woman:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I live by Lake Ontario.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I spend $6 a week on the lottery.  Not so much a gambler, as a dreamer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm a very sloppy eater.  The friend who made my wedding dress used extra material to fashion a bib that looked like the bodice, just in case of slopped gravy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get a kick out of singing Brahms.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My childhood dreams included becoming a poet (people laughed), a police officer (too much &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dragnet&lt;/span&gt;), and a big band singer (born too late).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My family likes to put things I need on shelves I can't reach.  They think it's funny.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My husband claims he was tight the night he proposed and if I'd been a gentleman I'd have forgotten all about it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, folks, I'm off to the fruit market to fulfill my strawberry shortcake dreams.  Thanks, Dawn.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-2238500941873295285?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2238500941873295285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=2238500941873295285' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/2238500941873295285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/2238500941873295285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/08/how-did-she-know.html' title='How did she know?'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIuQkVxGm0E/Tk5DOU08gpI/AAAAAAAABRY/6x1AN9sb84w/s72-c/irresistiblysweetaward.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-6030166001083069032</id><published>2011-08-14T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T14:22:39.275-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Werewolf of London'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ethel Griffies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edward Cooper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Castle in the Desert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merv Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dead Men Tell'/><title type='text'>Born in a trunk:  Ethel Griffies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CS9WSwWTBwA/ToNrnSVayFI/AAAAAAAABVw/g2usbjUUpNk/s1600/ethelgriffies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CS9WSwWTBwA/ToNrnSVayFI/AAAAAAAABVw/g2usbjUUpNk/s320/ethelgriffies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657483879588218962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethel Griffies&lt;br /&gt;1878-1975&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On April 26, 1878 in Sheffield, England actress Lillie Roberts presented her husband actor-manager Samuel Rupert Woods with a daughter, Ethel.  Three years later the couple presented the girl on stage and a 80 year career began.  Known professional as Ethel Griffies (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;youthful bid for independence?  A youthful indiscretion?  Ethel Woods sounded too much some&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ancient king?  Advice from a fortune teller to have a 13 lettered name?&lt;/span&gt;), the actress learned her craft in the provinces and made her London debut in 1899 at the Haymarket.  Her Broadway debut would occur in 1924 in a short run production of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Havoc&lt;/span&gt; directed by and co-starring Leo G. Carroll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Forty-three years on the New York stage would see some also rans including &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Shop at Sly Corner&lt;/span&gt; featuring Boris Karloff and Una O'Connor which closed in one week in 1949 and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Natural Look &lt;/span&gt;featuring Gene Hackman, Zorha Lampert, Jerry Orbach, Doris Roberts and Brenda Vaccaro which opened and closed on March 11, 1967.  Ethel did enjoy successes such as Irving Berlin's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Liberty&lt;/span&gt; in 1949-50, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Criminal Code&lt;/span&gt; in 1929-30 (filmed by Howard Hawks), Frederick Knott's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Write Me a Murder&lt;/span&gt; in 1961-62 and John Galsworthy's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Old English&lt;/span&gt; directed by and starring George Arliss.  Ethel Griffies would make the film version with George Arliss, also appearing in his movies &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The House of Rothschild&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Millionaire&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Old English&lt;/span&gt; was not Ethel's first foray unto the silver screen.  In 1917 she appeared in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Cost of a Kiss&lt;/span&gt; and that same year she married the movie's co-star, Edward Cooper.  Five years Ethel's junior, the marriage would last 40 years until Edward's death in 1956.  This was Ethel's second marriage.  Her first husband, Walter Beaumont passed in 1910.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Edward Cooper's Broadway career encompassed roles in plays as varied as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hay Fever&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Hasty Heart&lt;/span&gt;.  He appeared in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lady Dedlock&lt;/span&gt; with Ethel in the 1928-29 season.  On-screen the couple are featured in, besides &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Cost of a Kiss&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Torch Singer&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Mystery of Edwin Drood&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Holy Matrimony&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Edward Cooper has over 75 movie/tv credits to his name, most often uncredited in the role of a butler as in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clive of India&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the Avenue&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Small Town Girl&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crack-Up&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Dark Angel&lt;/span&gt; and more.  The next time you spot the prison clerk in 1935s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Les Miserables&lt;/span&gt;, the BBC official in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp&lt;/span&gt; or the Indian Chief in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diplomaniacs&lt;/span&gt; say to yourself &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"That's the guy who married Mrs. Whack!"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ekmQbYB4ZcY/TkhYh_IEFlI/AAAAAAAABRI/rI0DeDeBvOo/s1600/untitled.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ekmQbYB4ZcY/TkhYh_IEFlI/AAAAAAAABRI/rI0DeDeBvOo/s320/untitled.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640855874185729618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethel Griffies, Zeffie Tilbury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Werewolf of London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mrs. Whack may be my favourite character in Ethel Griffie's movie career.  She and the incredible Zeffie Tilbury as Mrs. Moncaster in 1935s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Werewolf of London &lt;/span&gt;steal the picture as Horror's best comedy relief.  Obsessed botanist Henry Hull was bitten by werewolf Warner Oland in Tibet and now, jaunty scarf around neck and walking stick in hand, Hull stalks the streets of London by the light of the full moon.  Competing landladies and drinking companions Whack and Moncastle are alternately curious and frightened by the philosophical and dangerous stranger in their midst.  You never saw a flirt like Mrs. Whack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ethel didn't always require an acting partner the likes of Miss Tilbury to make her presence felt.  In 1944s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The White Cliffs of Dover &lt;/span&gt;she dominates fellow train travelers Irene Dunne and Frank Morgan with nary a word.  While her forceful personality is played for laughs in that British flag waver, in John Ford's 1941 Oscar winner &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How Green Was My Valley&lt;/span&gt; she is quite intimidating as the tyrannical housekeeper, Mrs. Nicholas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ethel played another tippler, Grace Poole in the 1934 and 1943 versions of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jane Eyre&lt;/span&gt;.  She played as many landladies as her husband played butlers, in fact, playing that role in both the 1931 and 1940 versions of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waterloo Bridge&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well-remembered titles from the 1930s include &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doctor Bull&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four Frightened People&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Painted Veil&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anna Karenina&lt;/span&gt; and from the 1940s you can see Ethel in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stranger on the Third Floor&lt;/span&gt; (landlady), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Billy the Kid&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Yank in the R.A.F.&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Keys of the Kingdom&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forever and a Day&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Horn Blows at Midnight&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In Caftan Woman's universe actors get an extra gold star for appearing  in a Charlie Chan picture and Ethel has two to her credit in the waning  days of that series' run at 20th Century Fox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eNKnRkabSCQ/TkhZDbUFI4I/AAAAAAAABRQ/-UgYJT5dVIQ/s1600/nodbury.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eNKnRkabSCQ/TkhZDbUFI4I/AAAAAAAABRQ/-UgYJT5dVIQ/s320/nodbury.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640856448688006018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethel Griffies, Sidney Toler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dead Men Tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1941s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dead Men Tell&lt;/span&gt; finds Ethel as Patience Nodbury, a superstitious eccentric with a treasure map and a murderous ghostly ancestor.  Sidney Toler's Chan is so patient in his scene with Miss Nodbury that he might be channeling Warner Oland, that is when Oland isn't biting botanists in Tibet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0kVlVOlQdOA/TkhWx39RD5I/AAAAAAAABRA/oAhGbreFMX0/s1600/madamesaturnia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0kVlVOlQdOA/TkhWx39RD5I/AAAAAAAABRA/oAhGbreFMX0/s320/madamesaturnia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640853948116045714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethel Griffies, Sidney Toler, Oliver Blake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Castle in the Desert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1942s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Castle in the Desert&lt;/span&gt; gives Ethel another eccentric in Madame Saturnia, a mystic, a busybody and, of course, a murder suspect.  She seems almost sane compared to some of the crackpots the Inspector and Jimmy (Sen Yung) are dealing with in this outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Chan series notwithstanding, to the general public an actor's bid for immortality comes through an association with either Walt Disney or Alfred Hitchcock.  Ethel certainly has her Hitchcock connection as Mrs. Bundy, the emphatic amateur ornithologist in 1963s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Birds&lt;/span&gt;.  She is most enjoyable in the diner scene where, at 83 years old, Ethel has lost none of her ability to dominate a scene and hold your attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In his IMDb mini-bio on Ethel, Hal Erickson, All Movie Guide, states:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Presumably at the invitation of fellow Briton Arthur Treacher, Ethel Griffies was a frequent guest on TVs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Merv Griffin Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; in the late 1960s, never failing to bring down the house with her wickedly witty comments on her 80 years in show business."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Doesn't that make you long for a specialty channel devoted to retro talk shows?  I would love to hear Ethel's story in her own words.  Luckily we still have decades of movie work to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-6030166001083069032?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/6030166001083069032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=6030166001083069032' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/6030166001083069032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/6030166001083069032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/08/born-in-trunk-ethel-griffies.html' title='Born in a trunk:  Ethel Griffies'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CS9WSwWTBwA/ToNrnSVayFI/AAAAAAAABVw/g2usbjUUpNk/s72-c/ethelgriffies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-2531584813902171797</id><published>2011-08-09T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T16:50:28.656-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gavin Hall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tracey Nolan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cat and the Fiddle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeanette MacDonald'/><title type='text'>The Sopranos (Really.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From time to time I have mentioned my son Gavin whose challenges with   autism/developmental delay are offset by the gifts of a tremendous   memory and talent for mimicry.  Gavin remembers every line from every  beloved movie, and when he gets  going you would swear that everyone from  Phil Harris to Kathryn Beaumont  to Jerry Colonna was in the room with  you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tQB1WJZpKL0?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lately Gavin has been  spending a lot of time on YouTube looking up the movies that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Family  Channel Canada&lt;/span&gt; used to screen in the days of his youth.  He  was overjoyed to come across this clip of Jeanette MacDonald and Ramon  Navarro in 1934s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Cat and the Fiddle&lt;/span&gt;. He spent the entire  weekend enjoying the Jerome Kern music to the exclusion of any other diversion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qBrAClo6tfw/TkFjrjNc22I/AAAAAAAABPo/mtyJIym641Y/s1600/traceyat6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qBrAClo6tfw/TkFjrjNc22I/AAAAAAAABPo/mtyJIym641Y/s200/traceyat6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638897808281754466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My youngest sister Tracey at six.  She was and always will be 16 years my junior.  She was and always will be a woman of strong opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was at this age, and in response to what I can only assume were some annoying scales and arpeggios issuing from my throat, that she declared (with hands on hips) "If you can't sing like Jeanette A-Donald, forget it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqex2IyuyUI/TkFjw4Ge8HI/AAAAAAAABPw/78dhtFDkz7c/s1600/choristerpaddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 155px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqex2IyuyUI/TkFjw4Ge8HI/AAAAAAAABPw/78dhtFDkz7c/s200/choristerpaddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638897899789021298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe I can't sing like Jeanette A-Donald...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u1MAPzWxpmE/TkFj2riarNI/AAAAAAAABP4/WTGTJwbsb94/s1600/gavinbestone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u1MAPzWxpmE/TkFj2riarNI/AAAAAAAABP4/WTGTJwbsb94/s200/gavinbestone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638897999495736530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... but my son sure can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-2531584813902171797?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2531584813902171797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=2531584813902171797' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/2531584813902171797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/2531584813902171797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/08/sopranos-really.html' title='The Sopranos (Really.)'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tQB1WJZpKL0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-2940064314238075741</id><published>2011-08-08T17:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T18:55:51.537-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liebster Blog'/><title type='text'>Honours and Benefits at My Age!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lqSczjPvI40/TkCEm2QfS-I/AAAAAAAABPQ/_ZAAYMdnePI/s1600/Liebster-award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 88px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lqSczjPvI40/TkCEm2QfS-I/AAAAAAAABPQ/_ZAAYMdnePI/s320/Liebster-award.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638652536402430946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Isn't that the prettiest thing?  "Liebster", as I know (or somewhat guessed) from singing Brahms in "my" choir, means favourite or beloved.  Starting in Germany, this token of esteem has traveled the internet world, and this site is lucky enough to be among those chosen by the wonderful Becky of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Becky's Classic Brain Food&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://classicbeckybrainfood.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://classicbeckybrainfood.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) to receive and continue the electronic pat on the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have found the blogging world to be full of the type of people you would like to meet in every day life.  In fact, I shouldn't be surprised if the five bloggers I am going to forward the "Liebster" to have already been selected by another of their fan/friends.  However, if I stop to check, I might be here forever like some sort of demented Flying Dutchman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skeins of Thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://moirasthread.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://moirasthread.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moira was one of the first bloggers I started following regularly.  She has heart and, boy, can she write!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Another Old Movie Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anotheroldmovieblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://anotheroldmovieblog.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jacqueline is amazing - a fine and interesting writer, and a woman with an inquiring mind and the spirit of a teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Guinea Pig's Tale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aguineapigstale.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://aguineapigstale.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Autobiographical vignettes by Carolyn Davis.  When those commercials say more relations are starting online, I don't think this is what they have in mind, but I'm proud to call Carolyn a friend of long-standing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin's Movie Corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevinsmoviecorner.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://kevinsmoviecorner.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The more I read Kevin's take on classic film, the more fun I have.  Liebster!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Tracey Nolan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.misstraceynolan.com/"&gt;http://www.misstraceynolan.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay.  We're related.  However, even if she wasn't my baby baby baby sister, reading her blog would make her somebody I'd want to adopt - or at least have a glass of wine with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-2940064314238075741?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2940064314238075741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=2940064314238075741' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/2940064314238075741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/2940064314238075741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/08/honours-and-benefits-at-my-age.html' title='Honours and Benefits at My Age!'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lqSczjPvI40/TkCEm2QfS-I/AAAAAAAABPQ/_ZAAYMdnePI/s72-c/Liebster-award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-4001119513920780861</id><published>2011-08-04T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T18:45:52.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bob Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucille Ball centenary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucille Bhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifall'/><title type='text'>Loving Lucy Blogathon:  Lucy and Bob Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;True Classics (&lt;cite&gt;&lt;a href="http://trueclassics.worldpress.com"&gt;&lt;b&gt;trueclassics&lt;/b&gt;.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/cite&gt; is hosting a blogathon salute to Lucille Ball on the occasion of the centenary of her birth on August 6.  In Caftan Woman's universe Lucy has a prime spot on the ruling counsel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A few years ago, Carlton Cards issued a Bob Hope Christmas ornament that featured Bob dressed as Santa with three gifts.  One was labeled for Dolores, another for Bing and the third for Lucy.  In my memory it seems Bob Hope was always popping up on one of Lucy's programs and she was was always popping up on one of his.  They always seemed as delighted with each other as the audience was to see them.  While their output as a big screen team doesn't rival that of Loy &amp;amp; Powell or Rogers &amp;amp; Astaire, Ball &amp;amp; Hope made four movies together from 1949 - 1963.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uD5pT6uwjU8/TjsntmtM5LI/AAAAAAAABPA/YRin4DhqMgc/s1600/sorrowfuljones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uD5pT6uwjU8/TjsntmtM5LI/AAAAAAAABPA/YRin4DhqMgc/s200/sorrowfuljones.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637143023022040242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lucy and Bob's first movie was 1949s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sorrowful Jones&lt;/span&gt;, a remake of the Shirley Temple vehicle &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Little Miss Marker&lt;/span&gt; based on Damon Runyon's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Markie&lt;/span&gt; in which an orphan girl is left with a bookie as collateral and changes everyone's life.  I'm a sucker for a Runyon story and while the earlier version has a raw originality, this version has an adorable Mary Jane Saunders and Lucy and Bob working their magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her posthumously published autobiography &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love, Lucy&lt;/span&gt;, she wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;This year was the beginning of my great association with Bob Hope.  Going to Bob's set every day was like going to a party.  I couldn't wait to get there.  And I loved working with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bob is predictable and never moody.  He's fun, sweet, kind, good; a gentleman and a trouper.  I can bounce vitriolic remarks off his big chest and they come out funny, not like acid.  Because he's such a strong male figure, he makes me appear more feminine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like everything Damon Runyon wrote, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorrowful Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; had pathos as well as comedy, and Bob at first was rather afraid of the straight scenes.  "What if the audience laughs in the wrong place? he worried.  He was feeling his way, and so was I.  And this was the first movie I'd ever made with Bob.  But after a few days, when he still seemed a bit uneasy, I found the courage to take him aside and say, "Don't be afraid to play it straight.  If you believe in the scene, the audience will, too."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XbZDQnpkKn4/TjsnntxT_qI/AAAAAAAABO4/iKvA2B2V8Dc/s1600/fancypants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XbZDQnpkKn4/TjsnntxT_qI/AAAAAAAABO4/iKvA2B2V8Dc/s200/fancypants.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637142921839115938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The following year saw the dynamic duo in another remake as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fancy Pants &lt;/span&gt;turned &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ruggles of Red Gap&lt;/span&gt; on its ear.  The director was George Marshall, a Hope veteran of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Ghost Breakers&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monsieur Beaucaire&lt;/span&gt;, who had worked with Lucy on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Valley of the Sun&lt;/span&gt;.  He would also work on her series &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's Lucy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The 1935 movie starred Charles Laughton in a funny and touching story as a misplaced butler finding a new sense of self in the new territory of the old west.  In &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fancy Pants&lt;/span&gt; Hope is an actor pretending to be a butler and turning tomboy Lucy into a lady.  It's loud, garish and filled with zany slapstick.  Lucy rides, ropes, tumbles and fights.  It's also very funny by not trying to ape the earlier classic. John Alexander has a chance to trot out his Teddy Roosevelt impersonation.  They even throw in a couple of songs by Livingston and Evans of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buttons and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bows&lt;/span&gt; fame.  Lucy is dubbed by Annette Warren, but Bob gets to do his own singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-32SowEXUaOY/TjsnhJtVmlI/AAAAAAAABOw/7qZbUM_iWJ0/s1600/thefactsoflife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-32SowEXUaOY/TjsnhJtVmlI/AAAAAAAABOw/7qZbUM_iWJ0/s200/thefactsoflife.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637142809079552594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;My favourite of Lucy and Bob's collaborations is 1960s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Facts of Life&lt;/span&gt;, a movie I call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Brief Encounter with Laughs"&lt;/span&gt;.  This is my slightly worn review first posted 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Directed by Melvin Frank and written by Frank with Norman Panama, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Facts of Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  is an adult love story that will surprise you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kitty  Weaver and Larry Gilbert are two perfectly nice suburbanites. If  Kitty's husband (Don DeFore) seems a little preoccupied with work and  his gambling habit, and Larry's wife (Ruth Hussey) a little too caught  up with the kids - well, that's life. They have no thought of straying.  They certainly have no thought of straying toward each other. However,  Fate (in that way of hers) forces these two perfectly nice people to  spend time together. Kitty discovers that "the jerk who tells the lousy  jokes at the country club" is a genuinely warm and funny fellow. Larry  sees a softer side to that stuck up Kitty. Love blossoms with the added  complications of vows and conscience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;How Larry  and Kitty deal with their feelings, their need to be together and the  realities of their lives is played out in a frank, touching and very  funny manner. It is wonderful to see two actors who happen to be bona  fide comic geniuses working together in such perfect sympathy. The  humour of character and situation also involves some gut grabbing  slapstick, and some quiet moments that will make you smile or sigh a  sentimental sigh for two perfectly nice people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mej8OWOdxMM/TjsnZNbwEoI/AAAAAAAABOo/q3_adkSGvak/s1600/criticschoice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mej8OWOdxMM/TjsnZNbwEoI/AAAAAAAABOo/q3_adkSGvak/s200/criticschoice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637142672640578178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucy and Bob's final movie is 1963's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Critic's Choice&lt;/span&gt; based on a Broadway play by Ira Levin.  Lucy is Angie, a devoted wife and stepmother.  Bob plays her husband, Parker Ballantine, a renowned and ascerbic theatre critic.  He treats Angie's playwriting ambition as a whim to belittle.  Sweet Angie turns stubborn at this and the household routine is thrown to the wind in the cause of art.  Parker pans the completed play and scathingly backs up his opinion.  Angie forges ahead by taking the play to their producer friend (John Dehner) and while he thinks it needs work, he also thinks it is doable.  Family life becomes more unsettled with a little sideline help from Parker's ex, an actress played by Marilyn Maxwell and an egocentric director played by Rip Torn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The climax of the story concerns whether or not Parker should or will review the play on opening night.  He has already stated he doesn't like it.  He has also turned down a plea for help from Angie.  Parker looks upon it as a matter of self-respect.  For Angie it is all about love and support.  Our couple finds common ground by the end, but how this is achieved left me a little unsettled, however I think the movie is still a worthwhile watch.  Lucy is marvelous in the role of a loving and determined woman trying to come out of her shell.  The funny stuff is mostly left to Bob with nifty one-liners and a drunk scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lucy's legacy of movie work is a tribute to her talent, her versatility and her commitment as an actress.  All this can be found in the four movies she made with her most felicitous co-star, Bob Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-4001119513920780861?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/4001119513920780861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=4001119513920780861' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/4001119513920780861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/4001119513920780861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/08/lucy-and-bob.html' title='Loving Lucy Blogathon:  Lucy and Bob Hope'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uD5pT6uwjU8/TjsntmtM5LI/AAAAAAAABPA/YRin4DhqMgc/s72-c/sorrowfuljones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-2537240295397501650</id><published>2011-07-28T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T12:47:38.185-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raymond F. Jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David S. Horsley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeff Morrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monster Mash blogathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This Island Earth'/><title type='text'>Monster Mash Blogathon:  This Island Earth (1955)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today's post is an entry in the Monster Mash Blogathon.  The Forgotten Classics of Yesteryear/Monster Mash icon will bring you to a world of movie mayhem.  What follows is a chock-full-of-spoilers look at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HJvZYdtHDnA/TjI3IP9xN1I/AAAAAAAABNQ/dhziHkPGhSs/s1600/thisislandearthtitle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HJvZYdtHDnA/TjI3IP9xN1I/AAAAAAAABNQ/dhziHkPGhSs/s320/thisislandearthtitle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634626698658002770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Island Earth&lt;/span&gt; was brought to the screen by Universal in 1955.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The  director was Joseph M. Newman, who also gave us the noir drama &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;711    Ocean Drive&lt;/span&gt;, the adventure &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Red Skies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;of Montana&lt;/span&gt;, the somber  western &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fort  Massacre&lt;/span&gt; and the matinee favourite of my youth, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Big&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Circus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The effects crew on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Island Earth&lt;/span&gt; is exemplary.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The  cinematographer was Clifford Stine whose work is seen in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Written on the  Wind&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Incredible Shrinking Man&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Battle Hymn&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Patton&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The art direction team was led by 14 time Oscar nominee and 3 time winner, Alexander Golitzen.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Those  Oscar honoured pictures include &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Foreign Correspondent&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phantom of the Opera&lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spartacus&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flower Drum Song&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Airport&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;David S. Horsley worked on the special effects photography and the visual effects team was Roswell A. Hoffman and Frank Tipper.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Their work is outstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VX_rtAP-ZYQ/TjI5zvTY7oI/AAAAAAAABOY/xilrzb96gJU/s1600/ThisIslandEarth13.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VX_rtAP-ZYQ/TjI5zvTY7oI/AAAAAAAABOY/xilrzb96gJU/s320/ThisIslandEarth13.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634629644827815554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;RAID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What is that thing?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why, that’s a Mutant.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is "Mut&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ant&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They have been breeding them on ages on Metaluna to do menial work.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They are similar to some insect life on Earth, but larger and with a higher degree of intelligence.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Would you like one to help out with those pesky chores?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Too late.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Metaluna is no more.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The  Metalunians struggled valiantly through years of war and even looked to  Earth as a possible key to their energy problems, but all to no avail.   Perhaps the real monster was they thought too much.  All  this was told by prolific science fiction storyteller Raymond F. Jones  in three stories entitled&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The Alien Machine&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Shroud of Secrecy&lt;/span&gt; and  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Greater Conflict&lt;/span&gt;, eventually novelized as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Island Earth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hxdi6WEnCJw/TjI29pYyjWI/AAAAAAAABNA/euLWBESGtbQ/s1600/thisislandearthgreenglow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hxdi6WEnCJw/TjI29pYyjWI/AAAAAAAABNA/euLWBESGtbQ/s320/thisislandearthgreenglow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634626516503661922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first of the impressive effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Notice the green glow around the plane?  In the movie it is also accompanied by an eerie whistling sound.  Mere minutes before the glow appeared our pilot and he-man scientist Cal Meacham (Rex Reason) lost total control of the plane.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some unseen force helped him to land safely.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He-men scientists always fly themselves back from conferences to their home lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2If_oG61J2Y/TjI22s3YoeI/AAAAAAAABM4/qlu-hO34Rx0/s1600/thisislandearthlab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2If_oG61J2Y/TjI22s3YoeI/AAAAAAAABM4/qlu-hO34Rx0/s320/thisislandearthlab.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634626397178208738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rex Reason, Robert Nicholls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Strange equipment has been making its  way to the lab and fueled with the curiosity that makes good  scientists, our boys take the packages that have been arriving from the  Acme Space Depot and their handy dandy Allen key and before you know it  they have themselves an interocitor.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Regrettable remark #1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When  assistant Joe Wilson (Robert Nichols) mentions his wife wishes they  would come up with some housekeeping devices, Cal responds that she’d  only pack on the pounds if she didn’t have to work. &lt;/span&gt; Golly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BFE0OswazfI/TjI3DayQedI/AAAAAAAABNI/IwOnD6V6Mrc/s1600/thisislandearthexeter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BFE0OswazfI/TjI3DayQedI/AAAAAAAABNI/IwOnD6V6Mrc/s320/thisislandearthexeter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634626615663163858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Robert Nicholls, Jeff Morrow, Rex Reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Building the interocitor was a test and the prize was communication with  a fellow named Exeter (Jeff Morrow) and the chance to discover more  incredible scientific advancement&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;at an unspecified compound.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Cal jumps at the chance.  His assistant Joe is more cautious.  Besides he has that wife to take care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwFMyBFh5aI/TjI4gaH9l2I/AAAAAAAABNY/soes5_LkOSA/s1600/ThisIslandEarth05.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwFMyBFh5aI/TjI4gaH9l2I/AAAAAAAABNY/soes5_LkOSA/s320/ThisIslandEarth05.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634628213213599586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rex Reason, Russell Johnson, Faith Domergue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are other scientists at the compound.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Girly-girl scientist Dr. Ruth Adams (Faith Domergue) and professorly type Steve Carlson (Russell Johnson) among them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wouldn’t you know that Cal and Ruth have a past?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The present and future isn’t looking too bright.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Their  fellow scientists seem to be under some sort of mind control, and our  intrepid trio is getting a little fed up with the whole deal.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The audience is let in on things in a conversation between Exeter and the Monitor (Douglas Spencer) of Metaluna.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The  home planet’s defences have been depleted and no matter the stage of  the research being done on Earth, it is time for Exeter's return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e0Vv4FkuSTQ/TjI4mUlPFDI/AAAAAAAABNg/J0ks3ONyKQs/s1600/ThisIslandEarth06.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e0Vv4FkuSTQ/TjI4mUlPFDI/AAAAAAAABNg/J0ks3ONyKQs/s320/ThisIslandEarth06.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634628314804982834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lasers and explosions highlight the race to freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our trio makes a break for the outside world.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  Carlson, the other scientists, and the entire compound, including a pet cat named Neutron are obliterated as Exeter has been ordered to leave no trace of Metaluna behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dGNMkh1ka4I/TjI4vIsV1YI/AAAAAAAABNo/zJij4Hcc98Q/s1600/ThisIslandEarth08.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dGNMkh1ka4I/TjI4vIsV1YI/AAAAAAAABNo/zJij4Hcc98Q/s320/ThisIslandEarth08.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634628466232382850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eye-popping view of the captured plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cal and Ruth attempt to fly away from the destructive scene, but instead are pulled up into the spacecraft and on their way to the doomed planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rPj93WhC4Os/TjI5Fcl7X6I/AAAAAAAABN4/8yfLjoh-WBs/s1600/ThisIslandEarth09.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rPj93WhC4Os/TjI5Fcl7X6I/AAAAAAAABN4/8yfLjoh-WBs/s320/ThisIslandEarth09.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634628849531314082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Open concept spaceship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On board the ship we are treated to regrettable remark #2 when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exeter asks Ruth if “as a woman” she isn’t curious about Metaluna.&lt;/span&gt;  Geez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kQBkKmatZoQ/TjI5tsUbrKI/AAAAAAAABOQ/zLzepWKS3cI/s1600/ThisIslandEarth12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kQBkKmatZoQ/TjI5tsUbrKI/AAAAAAAABOQ/zLzepWKS3cI/s320/ThisIslandEarth12.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634629540947668130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Breathtaking rendering of Metaluna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Once on Metaluna, it is all too apparent that the end is near although  the Monitor still holds out hope for colonization on Earth.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Exeter has gained a knowledge of and fondness for his human companions and all three escape before the planet explodes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Unfortunately,  a single-minded "Mut&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ant&lt;/span&gt;" also finds his away aboard ship, mortally wounding Exeter and, in the way  of all 50s movie monsters, does his best to terrorize pretty Dr. Ruth  until he is destroyed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DXrh1lwH9QY/TjI5mlTMxyI/AAAAAAAABOI/N9Yn1DuGEgo/s1600/ThisIslandEarth11.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-spwYWYvtO2E/TjI2t_11a5I/AAAAAAAABMw/4SzYhsyBIDA/s1600/thisislandearthplanet.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uFMzdmKLJms/TjI55XxlNKI/AAAAAAAABOg/oJfX0NUYim0/s1600/ThisIslandEarth14.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uFMzdmKLJms/TjI55XxlNKI/AAAAAAAABOg/oJfX0NUYim0/s320/ThisIslandEarth14.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634629741591213218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Exeter knows his time is running out, but hangs on long enough to see his companions safely back to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Island Earth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ilwyg618H0/TjIzdLDEKYI/AAAAAAAABMg/CdEo2x9uWA8/s1600/thisislandearthhome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ilwyg618H0/TjIzdLDEKYI/AAAAAAAABMg/CdEo2x9uWA8/s320/thisislandearthhome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634622660068780418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Home"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Island Earth&lt;/span&gt; drags at the beginning and is too rushed at the end.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It has plot holes the size of bomb craters on Metaluna.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tragically, due to office politics, Edward Muhl fired effects wizard David S. Horsley when he fell behind schedule on the picture, leaving some effects worthy of applause and others lacking.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On the plus side is the sensitive performance of Jeff Morrow as Exeter, the glorious Technicolor, the polished effects and stunning set design.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While not good enough to be a classic, I think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Island Earth&lt;/span&gt; is a movie to cherish for its’ obvious design inspiration for future screen science fiction.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It reached for the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-2537240295397501650?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2537240295397501650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=2537240295397501650' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/2537240295397501650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/2537240295397501650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/07/monster-mash-blogathon-this-island.html' title='Monster Mash Blogathon:  This Island Earth (1955)'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HJvZYdtHDnA/TjI3IP9xN1I/AAAAAAAABNQ/dhziHkPGhSs/s72-c/thisislandearthtitle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-3955042258757994821</id><published>2011-07-20T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T06:20:47.269-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Farmer Takes a Wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy Devine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victor Fleming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry Fonda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rome Haul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Janet Gaynor'/><title type='text'>Favourite movies: The Farmer Takes a Wife (1935)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uAPulolA9nM/Tidh7mDIrUI/AAAAAAAABMA/gk5taaUsf2o/s1600/romehaul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uAPulolA9nM/Tidh7mDIrUI/AAAAAAAABMA/gk5taaUsf2o/s200/romehaul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631577535503969602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="body"&gt;Erie Canal Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;                  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Low bridge ev'-ry bod-y down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="body"&gt;                  Low bridge for we're com-in to a town,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="body"&gt;                  And you al-ways know your neighbor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="body"&gt;                  You'll always know your pal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="body"&gt;                  If you've ev-er navigated on the Er-ie can-al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walter Edmonds (1903-1988) was the award winning author of popular historical novels and children's books.  Edmonds brought the 19th century, in particular the 19th century of his home state of New York, to life for generations.  He received the Newbery Medical in 1942 for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Matchlock Gun&lt;/span&gt;. His first published novel, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rome Haul&lt;/span&gt;, was his first commercial success. It was such a success that Frank B. Elser and Marc Connelly adapted it for the stage as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Farmer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Takes a Wife&lt;/span&gt; and it played on Broadway for 104 performances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The sentiment expressed in Thomas Allen's 1905 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Erie Canal Song&lt;/span&gt; echo those feelings of the heroine of Edmond's story set a half century earlier.   Molly Larkin is a young woman who loves everything about her life on the canal.  She works as a cook on a barge owned by the rough and tough Jotham Klore.  She loves the excitement of travel, of meeting different people.  She loves the river and the land, and can picture no life for herself other than the one she knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8eQZkkSp-js/TkCVgfImWnI/AAAAAAAABPg/Ts05zco95NI/s1600/JuneWalker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 161px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8eQZkkSp-js/TkCVgfImWnI/AAAAAAAABPg/Ts05zco95NI/s200/JuneWalker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638671118813780594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;June Walker (1926-1943) brought Molly to life on stage.  Miss Walker enjoyed a 40 year career on Broadway with roles ranging from Myra in the original production of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waterloo Bridge&lt;/span&gt; to a concerned mother in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blue Denim&lt;/span&gt;.  She can be seen in a few movies and popular television programs including &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robert Montgomery Presents&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Three Sons&lt;/span&gt;.  Her own son is actor John Kerr known for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;South Pacific&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tea and Sympathy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YoAmSKkDKIE/TidhjKhRzmI/AAAAAAAABLo/4t_HhQEwXrE/s1600/fondawalker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YoAmSKkDKIE/TidhjKhRzmI/AAAAAAAABLo/4t_HhQEwXrE/s320/fondawalker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631577115797343842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creating the role of Dan Harrow was young Henry Fonda (1905-1982).  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Farmer Takes a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wife&lt;/span&gt; wasn't his first Broadway outing, but it was his first success.  Dan is a fellow who knows all about the canal as it was his father's business.  However, Dan has mapped out a different course for his life.  He wants a farm of his own, and he means to have it by working on the canal to raise his needed capital.  One look at Molly, and Dan means to have her as well, working the farm by his side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It may seem a slight thing, this story of a stubborn gal and a sensitive fellow overcoming obstacles of their own making on the road to romance, but it is in the telling that we find the pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--myleCIedv0/Tidhbni53eI/AAAAAAAABLg/pwIZGV68qCs/s1600/Farmerwifetitle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--myleCIedv0/Tidhbni53eI/AAAAAAAABLg/pwIZGV68qCs/s320/Farmerwifetitle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631576986149838306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fox Studios bought the rights to film the story for their number one leading lady, Janet Gaynor.  It was thought at the time that Joel McCrea or Gary Cooper would be a suitable Dan, seeing as no one knew this Henry Fonda chap.  When first and second choices were unavailable, it was decided that Gaynor was enough of a draw that a chance could be taken with Fonda.  Victor Fleming (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Guy Named Joe&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Captains Courageous&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gone With the Wind&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Wizard of Oz&lt;/span&gt;) directed with a leisurely pace befitting the gentle, rustic setting and story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIU2XaRgtOE/TidhOO7o3FI/AAAAAAAABLY/tONNKxlVkMc/s1600/mollylarkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIU2XaRgtOE/TidhOO7o3FI/AAAAAAAABLY/tONNKxlVkMc/s320/mollylarkin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631576756204395602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Janet Gaynor was perfect as the appealing and spunky Molly Larkin.  Her boss and Dan's rival Jotham Klore was played with all his blustery gusto by Charles Bickford.  One of the "issues" Molly had with Dan was that he kept backing away from a fight with Jotham.  To Molly's way of thinking this evinced a lack of character on Dan's part.  Dan thinks himself a highly sensible fellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nGcZdwZyhuc/TidhF--BVzI/AAAAAAAABLQ/PfgSbBmXLPE/s1600/packetboat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nGcZdwZyhuc/TidhF--BVzI/AAAAAAAABLQ/PfgSbBmXLPE/s320/packetboat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631576614480467762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Packet Boat on the Erie Canal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Molly wanted Dan, but she wanted the life she loved on the canal.  Dan wanted Molly, but he could foresee a time when rail travel would replace the mule drawn barges, and his love of the land and farming ran deep.  Loving each other wasn't enough.  That other had to love what she or he did.  Compromise is a terrible thing to the young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJn5mNnleS8/Tidg9liwV9I/AAAAAAAABLI/mjZERgDXU3c/s1600/margarethamilton.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJn5mNnleS8/Tidg9liwV9I/AAAAAAAABLI/mjZERgDXU3c/s200/margarethamilton.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631576470216267730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cinematographer Ernest Palmer (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cavalcade&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charlie Chan in Paris&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Broken Arrow&lt;/span&gt;) helps to create the sense of the past in this movie version of the story with the sumptuous feel of an old-fashioned print springing to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just as important to the pastoral and small town setting are the faces who populate Molly and Dan's world.  Margaret Hamilton, also from the Broadway production, recreates the role of widow Lucy Gurget, a woman of estimable pride and sense.  This roll call of character names will give you an idea of the authenticity of look and feel achieved in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farmer Takes a Wife&lt;/span&gt;:  Andy Devine, Slim Summerville, Roger Imhof, Jane Withers, Kitty Kelley, John Qualen, Irving Bacon, William Benedict, Esther Howard, "Gabby" Hayes, J.M. Kerrigan, J. Farrell MacDonald, Eily Malyon, Zeffie Tilbury.  These friends and neighbours support and chide our young couple, while going on about their own lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A very funny moment occurs when through a thick fog Andy Devine's character shouts a "good morning" to the barge and Janet Gaynor as Molly responds, "Who is it?"  Now, Andy Devine, no matter who he is playing, sounds like Andy Devine.  Somehow, I can imagine Victor Fleming looking at the script and saying "Janet, can you say that with a straight face?"  The actress in her rose to the task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IcspwKdJiho/Tidgwdc6CbI/AAAAAAAABLA/7GQTuH9HywM/s1600/mollyanddan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IcspwKdJiho/Tidgwdc6CbI/AAAAAAAABLA/7GQTuH9HywM/s320/mollyanddan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631576244705954226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry Fonda credits Victor Fleming for kindly and patiently introducing him to the concept of scaling back his stage mannerisms for the prying eye of the camera.  With this first movie, Fonda established himself as an earnest screen presence - a young man of ideals and integrity.  He would appear in two other films based on Edmonds' novels, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chad Hanna&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drums Along the Mohawk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Farmer Takes a Wife&lt;/span&gt; is a true time machine of a movie, transporting us to a unique time and place, with an undeniable charm for the viewer of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FCaLobmIPic/TidgnHhvC6I/AAAAAAAABK4/sAMLgWqK384/s1600/farmerwifemusical.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FCaLobmIPic/TidgnHhvC6I/AAAAAAAABK4/sAMLgWqK384/s200/farmerwifemusical.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631576084201802658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Farmer Takes a Wife&lt;/span&gt; was made into a musical film in 1953 with songs by Harold Arlen and Dorothy Fields.  Betty Grable played Molly, Dale Robertson was Dan, Thelma Ritter played Lucy and John Carroll was Jotham Klore.  If I have seen it, it didn't leave a major impression on my memory.  I'm fond of Betty, and she certainly has lots of spunk, but I always see her as a city girl.  Somehow I can't see her pining for life on the Erie Canal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-3955042258757994821?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3955042258757994821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=3955042258757994821' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/3955042258757994821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/3955042258757994821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/07/favourite-movies-farmer-takes-wife-1935.html' title='Favourite movies: The Farmer Takes a Wife (1935)'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uAPulolA9nM/Tidh7mDIrUI/AAAAAAAABMA/gk5taaUsf2o/s72-c/romehaul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-5701208477013198167</id><published>2011-07-16T07:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T09:25:21.897-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ginger Rogers 100th birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ginger Rogers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Ryan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fred Astaire'/><title type='text'>Ginger Rogers Centenary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0zQG5p8BBTc/TiGeyMYK-LI/AAAAAAAABKQ/rO9jzIKtD68/s1600/gingerrogershat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0zQG5p8BBTc/TiGeyMYK-LI/AAAAAAAABKQ/rO9jzIKtD68/s320/gingerrogershat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629955594343086258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;July 16, 1911 - April 25, 1995&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;According  to her mother, Lela, Virginia Katherine McMath (Rogers was  her  stepfather) was dancing before she was born.  At 14, Ginger was  learning  the ropes in Vaudeville and at 18 she was appearing on  Broadway, first  in Ruby and Kalmar's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Top Speed&lt;/span&gt; followed by the Gershwins' &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl Crazy&lt;/span&gt;.  Next stop  Hollywood where she epitomized the show business baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Her  many musicals, especially her fabled pairing in 10 films with Fred   Astaire, had Ginger cast as an actress to accommodate the plots, but it   is interesting to note that Ginger played entertainers in 35 of her 77   movies.  She played models, showgirls, chorus girls, singers, dancers,   radio stars, screen stars and stage stars at various points in their   careers.  Ginger was the hungry kid looking for a break (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stage Door&lt;/span&gt;), the working entertainer (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Professional Sweetheart&lt;/span&gt;) , a success longing for more (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Barkleys of Broadway&lt;/span&gt;), a success trying to hold on (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forever Female&lt;/span&gt;).  Hoofer Anytime Annie (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;42nd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Street&lt;/span&gt;) may not be the type of gal a fella would take home to mother, but night club singer Francey (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vivacious Lady&lt;/span&gt;) won everyone over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ginger  was Joan Blondell tough with a dollop of sweetness.  She had  Katharine  Hepburn's versatility, but with the common touch.  No matter  how  elegantly turned out, Ginger was always that pal who made it big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These are just some of my favourite Ginger Rogers movie moments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Um_-zhvGIV0/TiGepZ0lzzI/AAAAAAAABKI/yBGS23bo25c/s1600/gingerrogersmonkeybusinesstoobig.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Um_-zhvGIV0/TiGepZ0lzzI/AAAAAAAABKI/yBGS23bo25c/s320/gingerrogersmonkeybusinesstoobig.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629955443333123890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1952's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Monkey Business&lt;/span&gt;, Howard Hawks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ginger   plays Edwina Fulton, the mature, warm and supportive spouse of an   absent-minded professor (Cary Grant) who ingests a fountain of youth   formula concocted by a lab chimp in this very funny comedy with a script   by Ben Hecht, Charles Lederer and I.A.L. Diamond.  When Edwina reverts   to her younger self she is stripped of all pretense as she pursues her   love and kicks up her heels in a joyfully wacky performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xDccq0KGKWg/TiGegYno1nI/AAAAAAAABKA/p6wLt5ySUMI/s1600/gingerrogerstendercomrade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xDccq0KGKWg/TiGegYno1nI/AAAAAAAABKA/p6wLt5ySUMI/s320/gingerrogerstendercomrade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629955288391538290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1943's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Tender Comrade&lt;/span&gt;, Edward Dmytryk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dalton   Trumbo's script about defense plant workers during WW2 sharing a house   while their husbands are in the Service is a mix of the heavy-handed   with nuggets of real truth.  In a very honest scene newlyweds Jo and   Chris Jones have a fight. He is working a lot of overtime, brooding   about the future and being stolidly male.  She is sulky and feeling   neglected. Ginger Rogers and Robert Ryan's work is so raw and real that I   was torn between wanting to walk into the screen and knock their heads   together and wanting to turn away because it felt I was intruding on   their privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--GWzPdSEd0k/TiIaZ5CbkpI/AAAAAAAABKY/tEgJOdf5kJ8/s1600/gingerrogersroberta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--GWzPdSEd0k/TiIaZ5CbkpI/AAAAAAAABKY/tEgJOdf5kJ8/s320/gingerrogersroberta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630091516276609682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1935's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roberta&lt;/span&gt;, William A. Seiter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ginger   is Lizzie Gant, an American entertainer in Paris marketing herself as   the Comtesse Schwarwenke, who crosses paths with old partner, band  leader  Huckleberry Haines (Fred Astaire).  The created-on-the-spot  feeling of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll Be Hard to Handle&lt;/span&gt;   (Kern, Harbach &amp;amp; Fields) is  thrilling.  It is a prime example of  Ginger's response when asked for  the thousandth time if she and Fred  got along - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"How can anybody watch us and not know we were having fun?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-5701208477013198167?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5701208477013198167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=5701208477013198167' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/5701208477013198167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/5701208477013198167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/07/ginger-rogers-centenary.html' title='Ginger Rogers Centenary'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0zQG5p8BBTc/TiGeyMYK-LI/AAAAAAAABKQ/rO9jzIKtD68/s72-c/gingerrogershat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-8575621339707862686</id><published>2011-07-13T05:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T21:32:58.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newly O&apos;Brien'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buck Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gunsmoke&apos;s Chester and Festus'/><title type='text'>The Eternal Question:  Chester or Festus?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jpfu_0dWgSo/Th2TyBKFGNI/AAAAAAAABHU/xD3ZLIwkSTE/s1600/parleybaer.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jpfu_0dWgSo/Th2TyBKFGNI/AAAAAAAABHU/xD3ZLIwkSTE/s320/parleybaer.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628817596796442834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parley Baer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1914 - 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Norman MacDonnell and John Meston's successful radio drama &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gunsmoke&lt;/span&gt; ran from 1952 - 1961, overlapping the television phenomenon by six years.  On radio the role of Chester Proudfoot was played by that consummate character actor, and former circus ringmaster for Barnum &amp;amp; Bailey, Parley Baer.  Baer was also familiar to audiences from television roles such as those on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Adventures of Ozzie and Harriet&lt;/span&gt;.  His career spanned radio, television and movies from 1950 to 1996.  Parley Baer's Chester was a good-natured counterpoint to William Conrad's tortured Marshall Dillon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m0yeTIAUHtc/Th2Tq7TdprI/AAAAAAAABHM/1GLtXnzQU2I/s1600/chestergoode.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m0yeTIAUHtc/Th2Tq7TdprI/AAAAAAAABHM/1GLtXnzQU2I/s320/chestergoode.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628817474966103730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dennis Weaver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1924 - 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The television version of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gunsmoke&lt;/span&gt; debuted in 1955 with a new cast of faces for the medium.  Struggling 30 year old actor Dennis Weaver impressed the producers enough to obtain a call-back with a request to add some humour to his reading.  Hoping to stand out from the crowd, Weaver also added a limp to his characterization.  Would he have done so if he had known he'd have to keep it up for the next 9 years?  Dennis won acclaim and an Emmy Award (1959) for his portrayal, and also stretched his creativity by directing a few episodes.  The year of his Emmy win he also had an interesting role working with Orson Welles in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Touch of Evil&lt;/span&gt;.  By 1964 Dennis Weaver's need to move away from Chester led to a final break with the show and he moved on to movie roles, singing, and more series work including &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kentucky Jones&lt;/span&gt; (1964), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gentle Ben&lt;/span&gt; (1967-1969) and the popular, Emmy-nominated &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;McCloud&lt;/span&gt; (1970-1977).  He remained a busy working actor all of his life.  Dennis was also actively involved in environmental causes and was President of the Screen Actor's Guild from 1973-1975.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chester's most endearing traits were his devotion to his friends and his unwavering faith in Marshall Dillon (James Arness).  He was a keen observer of human nature and intractable when it came to his own opinion.  Chester's needling of Doc Adams (Milburn Stone) was part of their strong friendship.  Chester was quite gallant where all ladies were concerned and an unfortunate, yet optimistic romantic.  Chester could always be counted on to help in a crisis, although whether his efforts would be of any actual help was another matter.  Chester prided himself on his coffee making abilities, but few visitors to the marshal's office ever asked for seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pguumqdt3x8/Th2TmXno2iI/AAAAAAAABHE/jE_ickecz_I/s1600/festushaggen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pguumqdt3x8/Th2TmXno2iI/AAAAAAAABHE/jE_ickecz_I/s320/festushaggen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628817396667570722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ken Curtis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1916 - 1991&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ken Curtis was a singer (Shep Fields, Tommy Dorsey, The Sons of the Pioneers) who entered movies at the end of the singing cowboy era.  A natural fit for the John Ford stock company, especially after marrying the director's daughter Barbara, Ken first used his trademark twangy accent in the 1956 classic &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Searchers&lt;/span&gt;.  Ken's acting credits included a few episodes of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gunsmoke&lt;/span&gt; prior to the role of Festus Haggen.  Director Andrew McLaglen had worked with Ken playing the role of a bounty hunter on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have Gun, Will Travel &lt;/span&gt;and recommended him for the part of Festus in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Us Haggens&lt;/span&gt;.  In the episode Festus is seeking revenge for the death of his brother by a cousin played by Denver Pyle.  Festus began to recur on the series during 1962, while Ken was also involved in the series &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ripcord&lt;/span&gt; (1961-1963) co-starring Larry Pennell.  In 1964 when Dennis Weaver struck out in new directions, Festus Haggen became a full-time resident of Dodge City.  James Arness remarks on the anniversary DVD set that they were worried when Dennis left as to how they would fill the "sidekick" spot and how the audience would react, but once Kenny took hold they knew they had nothing to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hailing from somewhere out of the hills, Festus had his own unique speech patten (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "A little's a little, and a lot's a lot, there ain't no little lot, or lot of little, don't you see?"&lt;/span&gt; ) and an inexhaustible supply of quirky relatives and tall tales related to same.  Festus got under Doc's skin even more than Chester, and that took some doing!  Like Chester, Festus was extremely loyal to his friends and as a deputy could be counted on to hold his own when trouble came calling.  As time went by, the comic aspects of the character overtook his toughness, yet I think Ken Curtis' supreme Festus moment is the dramatic turn in the 1974 two part episode &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Island in the Desert&lt;/span&gt; guest starring Strother Martin.  Memorable television from a memorable character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gunsmoke&lt;/span&gt; fans are quite adamant about their preference for half hour episodes vs. hour, or B&amp;amp;W vs. colour or Meston/MacDonnell years vs. Leacock/Mantley years or Chester vs. Festus.  I unabashedly adore all the seasons of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gunsmoke&lt;/span&gt;, but if push comes to shove, as it often does, you would not be wrong in considering me the captain of Team Festus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YBBzCoJX5Cs/Th4fSN88d-I/AAAAAAAABHk/UCVbNzLQVFs/s320/newly2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628970982103087074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;uck Taylor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Newly O'Brien (1967-1975)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've never indulged in any Quint/Thad/Newly scuffles.  I hope we're all in agreement that Newly trumps all.  I'd hate for things to get ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-8575621339707862686?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8575621339707862686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=8575621339707862686' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/8575621339707862686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/8575621339707862686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/07/eternal-question-chester-or-festus.html' title='The Eternal Question:  Chester or Festus?'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jpfu_0dWgSo/Th2TyBKFGNI/AAAAAAAABHU/xD3ZLIwkSTE/s72-c/parleybaer.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-8646807291990694963</id><published>2011-06-29T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T08:22:07.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Destry 1954'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Audie Murphy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Stewart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Destry Rides Again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Director George Marshall'/><title type='text'>George Marshall and Tom Destry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J5Ztt1MDioM/Tgt_v2HIWII/AAAAAAAABGE/jXI0dlZAA3E/s1600/georgemarshalldirector.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J5Ztt1MDioM/Tgt_v2HIWII/AAAAAAAABGE/jXI0dlZAA3E/s320/georgemarshalldirector.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623729019658197122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1891 - 1975&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chicago born George Marshall hit Hollywood at the age of 25 and for the next 50 years worked in that industry town as a director/writer/actor.  In the era of learn as you go, George Marshall wrote and directed his first western short for Bison Pictures in 1916.  It was called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Across the Rio Grande&lt;/span&gt; and starred Harry Carey.  For the next 15 years Marshall excelled at the short films which provided much of the entertainment of the silent era - westerns, comedies and action thrillers.  He worked with western stars Neal Hart and Tom Mix, with legendary golfer Bobby Jones and with serial star Pearl White's rival, spunky Ruth Roland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-847QAuCy5X0/Tgt_ptrBRCI/AAAAAAAABF8/WR5g1zrpgds/s1600/ruthoftherockies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-847QAuCy5X0/Tgt_ptrBRCI/AAAAAAAABF8/WR5g1zrpgds/s320/ruthoftherockies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623728914313593890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ruth of the Rockies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will she escape these dastardly fiends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It wasn't until the 1930s that George made his first feature films including &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Begins at Forty&lt;/span&gt; with Will Rogers and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hold that Co-Ed&lt;/span&gt; starring John Barrymore.  Action and comedy, entertainingly dished out to the public, are the hallmarks of George Marshall's pictures.  Audiences of the day, and audiences who grew up in the time when studio movie fare was prevalent on local television, have fond feelings toward such westerns as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Texas&lt;/span&gt; with young Bill Holden and Glenn Ford, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Valley of the Sun&lt;/span&gt; with Lucille Ball and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When the Daltons Rode&lt;/span&gt; with Randolph Scott.  Comedies in George Marshall's resume run from the Laurel &amp;amp; Hardy classics &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pack Up Your Troubles&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Towed in a Hole&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Their First Mistake&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Ghost Breakers&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monsieur Beaucaire&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fancy Pants&lt;/span&gt; with Bob Hope and the zany &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Murder, He Says&lt;/span&gt; starring Fred MacMurray, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pot o' Gold&lt;/span&gt; with Jimmy Stewart and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scared&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stiff&lt;/span&gt; with Dean and Jerry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Among Marshall highlights I would include the perfect little noir &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Blue Dahlia&lt;/span&gt; starring Alan Ladd, the oddly likable musical-western &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Red Garters&lt;/span&gt; with Rosemary Clooney, the Technicolor actioner &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Forest Rangers&lt;/span&gt; with Fred MacMurray, the low-key comedy-western&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The Sheepman&lt;/span&gt; with Glenn Ford, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Papa's Delicate Condition&lt;/span&gt; with Jackie Gleason and the railroad portion of the all-star epic &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How the West Was Won&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1RqPouFzHW8/Tgt_Z6DgokI/AAAAAAAABF0/w-G3SCuSMHk/s1600/destryridesagain1939poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1RqPouFzHW8/Tgt_Z6DgokI/AAAAAAAABF0/w-G3SCuSMHk/s320/destryridesagain1939poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623728642759631426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most of Marshall's pictures can be described as solidly entertaining, but only one has ever been acclaimed as a true classic and it is 1939's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Destry Rides Again&lt;/span&gt; based on a Max Brand story of a lawless town and the man who would try to tame it without guns.  It has that unmistakable combination of comedy and action which was George Marshall's forte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3jhynPyUvVU/Tgt_TYJ-D2I/AAAAAAAABFs/4oLS9oiEgt0/s1600/jamesstewartdestry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3jhynPyUvVU/Tgt_TYJ-D2I/AAAAAAAABFs/4oLS9oiEgt0/s320/jamesstewartdestry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623728530580705122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;James Stewart was becoming America's favourite image of itself in 1939 as Jefferson Smith in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Smith Goes to Washington&lt;/span&gt; and Tom Destry in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Destry Rides Again&lt;/span&gt;.  The 30 year old actor had trained and paid his dues, and the film gods had smiled as he cemented his image of the appealingly shy, yet honest and determined screen hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The story moves at a fine clip as the audience is introduced to the town of Bottleneck and the folks who run the whole, if you'll pardon the expression, shooting match.  Brian Donlevy is the brains and the money who keeps a crooked judge/mayor played by the usually sympathetically cast (think Peter Bailey) Samuel S. Hinds in his back pocket. Great comic support is supplied by Mischa Auer as a hapless Russian immigrant married to a strong-minded, possessive Una Merkel.  Irene Hervey is a nice girl who charms our lead and Jack Carson is her obnoxious brother.  The town drunk, and former lawman, Washington Dimsdale, is played with all his well-known charm by Charles Winninger.  It is "Wash" who calls on the son of his famous boss Destry to help clean up Bottleneck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lYP-xw3Clzo/Tgt_J5y_e0I/AAAAAAAABFk/W_NkmhDcySw/s1600/frenchy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lYP-xw3Clzo/Tgt_J5y_e0I/AAAAAAAABFk/W_NkmhDcySw/s200/frenchy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623728367812442946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the elements are in place for a memorable movie including the queen of all the dance hall gals.  Marlene Dietrich revitalized her career with her portrayal of "Frenchy".  Her box office appeal had waned as it seems audiences had grown tired of the allure of the fascinating foreigner.  With her vibrant and touching "Frenchy", Miss Dietrich became a relatable and earthy screen presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No Academy Award nominations came Destry's way in that crowded year of excellence, but it played to big box office and quickly and consistently became a film fan favourite.  In 1996 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Destry Rides Again &lt;/span&gt;was placed on the National Film Registry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b3prlGiLfps/Tgt_Cqt8l7I/AAAAAAAABFc/2Ps58PHsPA4/s1600/destry1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b3prlGiLfps/Tgt_Cqt8l7I/AAAAAAAABFc/2Ps58PHsPA4/s320/destry1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623728243505665970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Universal Studios was having success with medium budgeted westerns in the 1950s starring Audie Murphy and the property of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Destry Rides Again&lt;/span&gt; seemed like a perfect fit.  Indeed, the character of Destry was natural for the 30-year-old Texas born war hero turned actor.  George Marshall was again tapped to direct and was happy to do so, "filching the best parts" from his greatest success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xbiM738bHvU/Tgt-5mdLLfI/AAAAAAAABFU/RYpmiUTcajU/s1600/audiemurphydestry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xbiM738bHvU/Tgt-5mdLLfI/AAAAAAAABFU/RYpmiUTcajU/s320/audiemurphydestry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623728087742754290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;James Stewart was at the major breakthrough point of his career when he gave up Hollywood to enlist in the Army when the United States entered World War II.  Audie Murphy was a school drop-out from a family of poor sharecroppers when he enlisted in the Army.  James Stewart had his acting career to return to after the war.  What becomes of America's most decorated soldier, the winner of the Medal of Honor?  In hindsight we might think of Hollywood as a natural step for Murphy, but it wasn't in his thoughts.  It was James Cagney and his brother William who saw potential and who signed Murphy to a contract and brought him to the movies.  Audie Murphy's acting training would come from learning on the job, keeping in mind Cagney's advice to "look the other guy in the eye and tell the truth".  Murphy had over a dozen starring roles to his credit when he took on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Destry&lt;/span&gt;.  He had become a confident actor with a natural instinct, and the ability to use his background and experience on screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dv4OdKSYEEg/Tgt-w7VW1-I/AAAAAAAABFM/CdRezuWzjkE/s1600/mariblanchardbrandy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dv4OdKSYEEg/Tgt-w7VW1-I/AAAAAAAABFM/CdRezuWzjkE/s200/mariblanchardbrandy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623727938728286178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mari Blanchard played saloon hostess and resident bad gal "Brandy".  It was not to be expected that she give something akin go the iconic turn given by Dietrich in the earlier film, but she does bring a certain zing to the proceedings.  Lyle Bettger takes over Brian Donlevy's job of head baddie.  Edgar Buchanan does his scene-stealing best as the crooked politico. The comic character couple is played in this remake by Wallace Ford and Mary Wickes.  Oscar winner Thomas Mitchell takes on the role of "Wash", only here called "Rags".  Lori Nelson plays the nice girl rival for Destry's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Both films run at a brisk 95 minutes.  Both films have popular and talented character actors in support.  Both films have an ideal western hero in their leading man.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Destry Rides Again&lt;/span&gt; also has the star power of Dietrich, the breathtaking black and white cinematograhy of Oscar winner Hal Mohr and the freshness of the story.  It is truly a classic.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Destry&lt;/span&gt; relies on the familiarity of the story, the novelty of the Technicolor and the appeal of leading man Murphy.   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Destry&lt;/span&gt; was the expected success, but not a classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Both movies have had a place in my heart since childhood.  It is fun to spot the little differences between the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Destry Rides Again&lt;/b&gt;:  they are investigating &lt;i&gt;if&lt;/i&gt; the sheriff has died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Destry&lt;/b&gt;:  they are investigating &lt;i&gt;how&lt;/i&gt; the sheriff died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Destry Rides Again&lt;/b&gt;:  the good girl is the sister of the cattleman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Destry&lt;/b&gt;:  the good girl is related to the rancher cheated in the card game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Destry Rides Again&lt;/b&gt;:  funny subplot with the "Callaghans" (Auer &amp;amp; Merkel).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Destry&lt;/b&gt;:  a doctor and his wife take over the comic duties (Ford &amp;amp; Wickes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Destry Rides Again&lt;/b&gt;:  final shootout a free-for-all involving the whole town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Destry&lt;/b&gt;:  final shootout involves only the bad guys, Brandy and Tom Destry in the saloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Destry Rides Again&lt;/b&gt;:  Tom whittles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Destry&lt;/b&gt;:  Tom whiles away the time with a piece of string.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Destry Rides Again&lt;/b&gt;:  Tom always related a story he heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Destry&lt;/b&gt;:  Tom always related something he read in a book once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KK5oyY44Tdo/Tgt-nVVlmfI/AAAAAAAABFE/qGbXOh3P_jo/s1600/georgemarshallcap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 175px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KK5oyY44Tdo/Tgt-nVVlmfI/AAAAAAAABFE/qGbXOh3P_jo/s320/georgemarshallcap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623727773909883378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dig that cap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;George Marshall's career went from silent shorts to sound features and then to television where he directed old friend Lucille Ball in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's Lucy&lt;/span&gt; and frequent star Glenn Ford in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cade's County&lt;/span&gt;, as well as shows like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daniel Boone&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hec Ramsay&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Odd Couple&lt;/span&gt;.  His last screen credit is in 1972, just three years before his passing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By the way:  western movies/musical theatre buffs will be happy to know that a musical version of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Destry Rides Again&lt;/span&gt; directed by Michael Kidd with songs by Harold Rome and starring Andy Griffith and Dolores Gray ran for almost 500 performances on Broadway (1959-60 season).  My favourite song from the show is the lovely ballad &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Anyone Would Love You"&lt;/span&gt;.  Perhaps the time is right for a revival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-8646807291990694963?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8646807291990694963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=8646807291990694963' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/8646807291990694963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/8646807291990694963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/06/george-and-destry.html' title='George Marshall and Tom Destry'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J5Ztt1MDioM/Tgt_v2HIWII/AAAAAAAABGE/jXI0dlZAA3E/s72-c/georgemarshalldirector.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-2825198757839377202</id><published>2011-06-22T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T12:25:33.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comden and Green'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singin&apos; in the Rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arthur Freed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TCM&apos;s Essentials Jr.'/><title type='text'>Lenny's Lesson Plan #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pli-91augIU/TgIyBWeo4eI/AAAAAAAABE0/562N-q4p7ZE/s1600/lennychoppers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pli-91augIU/TgIyBWeo4eI/AAAAAAAABE0/562N-q4p7ZE/s200/lennychoppers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621110283707146722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Using some of TCM's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Essentials Jr.&lt;/span&gt; summer programming as a guideline, I have appointed myself Grand Poobah of my niece Lenny's introduction to classic film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is never too early to begin opening your mind to the riches of entertainment and art available to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o7HNFel5m8k/TgIx6jBFDAI/AAAAAAAABEs/140oHej_b8k/s1600/singinintherain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o7HNFel5m8k/TgIx6jBFDAI/AAAAAAAABEs/140oHej_b8k/s320/singinintherain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621110166813740034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Big news, Lenny.  This week's entry for TCM's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Essentials Jr.&lt;/span&gt; is a musical.  Not just any old musical, but one considered by a lot of folks to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; musical, 1952s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singin' in the Rain&lt;/span&gt;.  Critics and film historians feel that way about the movie because it is a perfect combination of a truly funny script that could stand on its own and skilful, entertaining musical numbers.  A lot of fans feel that way about the movie because it may have been their first favourite musical or favourite classic movie.  Your cousin Janet has loved it since her toddlerhood and had quite a crush on Gene Kelly who plays Don.  (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since those days her affection has turned to Dana Andrews as Lt. MacPherson in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, but that's another lesson.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singin' in the Rain&lt;/span&gt; is bright and beautiful as it was filmed in Technicolor that we spoke of in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Adventures of Robin Hood&lt;/span&gt; lesson.  The story is set in Hollywood as movies make the transition from the silent film days, as we looked at in the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The General &lt;/span&gt;lesson, to the era of sound pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lenny, you will like the characters in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singin' in the Rain&lt;/span&gt;, Cathy Selden (Debbie Reynolds), Don Lockwood (Gene Kelly) and Cosmo Brown (Donald O'Connor)  and think of them as your friends.  They are your singing and dancing friends.  People love to sing and dance, and love to watch other people sing and dance.  In &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singin' in the Rain&lt;/span&gt; your friends make music for their job, and when they are happy and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Most of the songs in the movie were written by Nacio Herb Brown with lyrics by Arthur Freed.  Mr. Freed was a producer at MGM, the company that made &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Singin' in the Rain&lt;/span&gt;.  He wanted a movie featuring his songs and the writers Betty Comden and Adolph Green came up with the idea of the story and all the funny lines that the actors say.  In the story of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singin' in the Rain&lt;/span&gt;, your friends Cathy, Don and Cosmo have a big problem, but by the end of the movie they discover that they have the answer to their problem and the ability to solve it with their own skill and work.  Lenny, when you are faced with problems remember your friends from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singin' in the Rain&lt;/span&gt; and you may find the answers right at your finger tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lenny, it has been fun for me to talk to you about these movies.  Here is TCM's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Essentials Jr.&lt;/span&gt; line-up for the rest of the summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;King Kong&lt;/span&gt; - A Caftan Aunt fave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Smith Goes to Washington&lt;/span&gt; - Uncle Garry and cousin Janet love this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Horse Feathers&lt;/span&gt; - Ask Aunt Mo about the Marx Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Thing from Another World&lt;/span&gt; - A Caftan Aunt super fave that frightened Janet when she was little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Road to Utopia&lt;/span&gt; - Liking Bing &amp;amp; Bob is a family requirement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Hunchback of Notre Dame&lt;/span&gt; - Broke Janet's heart when she was little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;His Girl Friday &lt;/span&gt;- A Caftan Aunt essential&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gunga Din&lt;/span&gt; - All your aunts and your mommy enjoy this comedy-adventure movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Man Godfrey&lt;/span&gt; - All your aunts and cousin Janet love William Powell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-2825198757839377202?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2825198757839377202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=2825198757839377202' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/2825198757839377202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/2825198757839377202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/06/lennys-lesson-plan-4.html' title='Lenny&apos;s Lesson Plan #4'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pli-91augIU/TgIyBWeo4eI/AAAAAAAABE0/562N-q4p7ZE/s72-c/lennychoppers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-6460173293510672279</id><published>2011-06-18T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T12:48:40.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Garner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Montgomery Pittman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack Kelly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maverick TV series (1957-1962)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>For Father's Day - TV's Best Pappy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Stgwb4swEr8/TfynR5XclUI/AAAAAAAABEk/VLbZmVRie8A/s1600/brettandbart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Stgwb4swEr8/TfynR5XclUI/AAAAAAAABEk/VLbZmVRie8A/s320/brettandbart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619550360950314306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack Kelly, James Garner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Legends of the West, Bart and Brett Maverick, of the perpetually popular &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maverick&lt;/span&gt; TV series (1957 - 1962) roamed the TV west with a deck of cards and a ready wit, conning con men, romancing pretty Warner's contractees and  being generally adventurous.  How did they become these dashing, rascally rogues with their peculiar brand of honour?  Anyone familiar with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maverick&lt;/span&gt; knows that the greatest influence on these boys was their oft-quoted "Pappy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W1uGvBp6stU/TfynG3uXo3I/AAAAAAAABEc/yGsYH4MIOb0/s1600/pappymaverick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W1uGvBp6stU/TfynG3uXo3I/AAAAAAAABEc/yGsYH4MIOb0/s200/pappymaverick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619550171531027314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The third season of Maverick featured the episode &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Pappy&lt;/span&gt; wherein James Garner, under age make-up, played Brett and Bart's father, and also Brett in disguise as Brett and Bart's father.  Are you with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The story, written and directed by Montgomery Pittman,   finds the boys forced to extricate Pappy out of a complicated situation involving a young woman.  Well, they think they have to extricate Pappy out of a complicated situation involving a young woman.  Youngsters seem to strongly hold to the position that old folks require constant guidance and assistance.  Brett and Bart should have had more faith in the man who handed them a legacy of sage advice.  After all, they quoted Beau often enough to make him the real Legend of the West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;- As my old pappy used to say, "work is fine for killin' time, but it's a shaky way to make a living."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As my old pappy used to say, "a man does what he has to do - if he can't get out of it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As my old pappy used to say, "if at first you don't succeed, try something else."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As my old pappy used to say, "son, the best time to get lucky is when the other man's dealin'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As my old pappy used to say, "a fox isn't sly; he just can't think any slower."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As my old pappy used to say, "you can be a gentleman and still not forget all you know about self-defense."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As my old pappy used to say, "faint heart never filled a flush."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As my old pappy used to say, "man is the only animal you can skin more than once."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As my old pappy used to say, "love your fellow man, and stay out of his troubles if you can."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As my old pappy used to say, "marriage is the only game of chance I know of where both people can lose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As my old pappy used to say, "never play in a rigged game, unless you rig it yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As my old pappy used to say, "if you haven't got something nice to say about a man, it's time to change the subject."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As my old pappy used to say, "never cry over spilled milk... it could've been whiskey."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As my old pappy used to say, "early to bed and early to rise, is the curse of the working class.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As my old pappy used to say, "if the Lord had more respect for money, He would have given it to a higher class of people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-6460173293510672279?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/6460173293510672279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=6460173293510672279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/6460173293510672279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/6460173293510672279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-fathers-day-tvs-best-pappy.html' title='For Father&apos;s Day - TV&apos;s Best Pappy'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Stgwb4swEr8/TfynR5XclUI/AAAAAAAABEk/VLbZmVRie8A/s72-c/brettandbart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-1609247339770195656</id><published>2011-06-16T01:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T04:15:02.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='john ford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dudley Nichols'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1939s Stagecoach'/><title type='text'>Lenny's Lesson Plan #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J7OHxzk03tY/Tfm5S6uyOzI/AAAAAAAABEU/pt2JbRoYhws/s1600/lennychoppers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J7OHxzk03tY/Tfm5S6uyOzI/AAAAAAAABEU/pt2JbRoYhws/s200/lennychoppers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618725744775674674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Using some of TCM's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Essentials Jr.&lt;/span&gt; summer programming as a guideline, I have appointed myself Grand Poobah of my niece Lenny's introduction to classic film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is never too early to begin opening your mind to the riches of entertainment and art available to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vVFDh0RMldU/Tfm5LWrP2VI/AAAAAAAABEM/AETPuY5BxfU/s1600/stagecoachposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vVFDh0RMldU/Tfm5LWrP2VI/AAAAAAAABEM/AETPuY5BxfU/s320/stagecoachposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618725614838077778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lenny, be warned, Caftan Aunt is about to go total movie geek on you like you've never seen her before!  This week TCM has scheduled the perfection that is 1939s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stagecoach&lt;/span&gt;.  Why is it perfect?  Number one, it is directed by John Ford.  Number two, it is a western.  Number three, it is a western directed by John Ford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Storytellers are often told "show, don't tell".  Storytellers, particularly cinematic storytellers, sometimes find this rule a challenge.  John Ford was not one of them.  With an artist's eye he knew where to put the camera to fill the screen with images of people and surroundings that create beauty of frame and enhance our emotional response to characters and situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stagecoach&lt;/span&gt; is a movie filled with drama, humour, adventure and romance.  It is a story of many characters facing their individual problems and their combined danger on a trip through wild western territory.  The movie is an expanded adaption by Dudley Nichols of Ernest Haycox's story &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stage to Lordsburg&lt;/span&gt;.  Screenwriter Nichols and director Ford collaborated on 16 movies.  They understood each other's sensibilities and story goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;John Ford liked to bring his audience into a society fully formed and through a bit of dialogue or business introduce us to characters and let us make of them what we will.  An example in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stagecoach&lt;/span&gt; would be of the gambler, Hatfield.  His actions and words, both bold and evasive, tell us about his character and hint at his background.  We round out his life from our imaginations with these clues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;John Ford was a director who displayed a fond understanding for the characters in his films, and a respect for their triumphs.  He sometimes told the stories of great accomplishments, but his deepest admiration seems to me to be for those who never give up the struggle of the everyday and are sometimes allowed a victory.  In your life, Lenny, you will know both struggles and victories.  You share this with all humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lenny, you should know that you come from a family with a strong Fordian background going back to your great-grandfather.  When you grow up and go to film school, they will try to turn you into a Kubrickian.  Don't you let them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-1609247339770195656?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1609247339770195656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=1609247339770195656' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/1609247339770195656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/1609247339770195656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/06/lennys-lesson-plan-3.html' title='Lenny&apos;s Lesson Plan #3'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J7OHxzk03tY/Tfm5S6uyOzI/AAAAAAAABEU/pt2JbRoYhws/s72-c/lennychoppers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-1557713615779379055</id><published>2011-06-13T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T15:58:55.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sidney Gilliat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Margaret Rutherford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alastair Sim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Happiest Days of Your Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Launder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Dighton'/><title type='text'>Favourite movies:  The Happiest Days of Your Life (1950)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PpR1UHjbtVk/Tfbe5xEughI/AAAAAAAABEE/v4dO6Mpn5T8/s1600/gilliat%2526launder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PpR1UHjbtVk/Tfbe5xEughI/AAAAAAAABEE/v4dO6Mpn5T8/s320/gilliat%2526launder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617922669198344722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The writing/producing/directing team of Gilliat and Launder, and their 40 some films, are probably responsible for the image most of us have of British humour.  Humour in the face of adversity and absurdity - that stiff upper lip resourcefulness and ready wit to which we would all like to claim ownership.  It's an amazing partnership beginning with the screenplay for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Lady Vanishes&lt;/span&gt; through to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, Mr. Porter!&lt;/span&gt; for Will Hay, the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Inspector Hornleigh&lt;/span&gt; series, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Geordie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Green for Danger&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Smallest Show on Earth&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Belles of St. Trinians&lt;/span&gt; plus sequels, and more.  If laughter is indeed the best medicine then Sidney Gilliat and Frank Launder were the world's pharmacists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Frank Launder collaborated with John Dighton, screenwriter of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Man in the White Suit&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Went the Day Well?&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roman Holiday&lt;/span&gt;, in bringing his 1948 stage hit, starring Margaret Rutherford, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Happiest Days of Your Life&lt;/span&gt; to the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ufFSH_lKOB0/Tfbe0YsngfI/AAAAAAAABD8/aDxMmgVdOoA/s1600/whitchurchgossagepond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ufFSH_lKOB0/Tfbe0YsngfI/AAAAAAAABD8/aDxMmgVdOoA/s320/whitchurchgossagepond.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617922576755425778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Margaret Rutherford, Joyce Grenfell, Alastair Sim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mythology tells us that the happiest days of your life are your school days and while that may be true for some, the staff of a boy's school in rural England,  Nutbourne College, exemplified by teacher Mr. Briggs played by Richard Wattis, does not agree wholeheartedly with that sentiment.  In fact, Briggs keeps up a sarcastic running commentary about everything that occurs at benighted Nutbourne.  "Benighted", you ask?  Well, the college is a bit seedy, as is its Games Master played by Guy Middleton.  The Headmaster, one Wetherby Pond played by Alastair Sim, is hoping soon to see the last of dear old Nutbourne.  Much to the amazement of his fellows, Pond has been short-listed for the position of Headmaster at Harlingham.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"That's a good school!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first day of the school year presents a problem in the form of an unaccountable number of bags from the railway station and a letter from the Ministry of Education, Department of Resettlement.  A further 100 students, plus staff have been foisted upon dear old Nutbourne.  Rising to the occasion, Pond decides this will be the perfect opportunity to show Harlingham what he is made of.  The domestic staff of Nutbourne has no such lofty goal and walk out en masse, leaving the teachers to sort out such problems as where to place the incoming boys and what to feed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While the teachers are thus engaged, the interlopers arrive.  The staff of St. Swithin's all girls school is just as put out with the high-handedness of post-war bureaucracy, but Headmistress Miss Whitchurch played by Margaret Rutherford is a take charge person and take charge she does.  Her staff includes Joyce Grenfell as gawky gym teacher Miss Gossage (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Call me sausage."&lt;/span&gt;) and the sometimes reliable Miss Jezzard played by Muriel Aked.  They become increasingly disheartened as they tour their new facilities, ending in the staff room.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Gaming, nicotine, fisticuffs - we're moving in a descending spiral of inequity.  Whatever else this establishment may or may not be, it's clearly not a suitable place to bring carefully nurtured young girls to."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miss Whitchurch's misgivings are felt just as keenly when the horror of having a girls school billeted in Nutbourne is brought home to Mr. Pond.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It means that not only has the Ministry made a mistake in sending a school here at all, but they have apparently been guilty of an appalling sexual aberration."      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uGczDfVy4c4/TfbevBkA19I/AAAAAAAABD0/qAnQVYS45EM/s1600/rwattis.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VrboCIulQ2U/TfbeiQyf1aI/AAAAAAAABDs/NJmxbfUvl08/s1600/distractedstudents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VrboCIulQ2U/TfbeiQyf1aI/AAAAAAAABDs/NJmxbfUvl08/s320/distractedstudents.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617922265394959778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Displaced and the Distracting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Repeated calls - urgent calls - to the Ministry are of no assistance whatsoever so staff and students make do in what Miss Whitchurch calls a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"rough and ready harmony"&lt;/span&gt;.  All of the harmony falling to the side of that formidable lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At his wits end, Pond responds when being urged to vote in an upcoming election for a Miss Wilson that:  "&lt;i&gt;If there is a male candidate - whether he be conservative,  socialist, communist or anarchist - or, for that matter, liberal, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;  will have my vote."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fcgc3GyZMeo/TfbeIMs7JoI/AAAAAAAABDU/aEKdLnfF6Vs/s1600/Joycegrenfell.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihPX5mRtmew/Tfbd6qzGUsI/AAAAAAAABDM/CBxLW_Hk0nQ/s1600/pond%2526whitchurch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihPX5mRtmew/Tfbd6qzGUsI/AAAAAAAABDM/CBxLW_Hk0nQ/s320/pond%2526whitchurch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617921585182036674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Margaret Rutherford, Alastair Sim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Second Tuesday of the term arrives.  The day some of the girl's parents  have been invited for tea and a tour of St. Swithin's new facility.  The  day Miss Whitchurch forgot and the day Miss Jezzard forgot to remind  her of.  This is the day the Board of Governors of Harlingham decide  would be opportune for an unscheduled visit to Nutbourne to check out  their new Headmaster candidate.  Miss Whitchurch cannot afford to lose  any students and Mr. Pond cannot afford to lose his career opportunity.   Thus, the entire staff and student body are roused to great feats of  hilarious deception to keep up the pretense of being either a girl's or  boy's school depending on which group turns which corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Happiest Days of Your Life&lt;/span&gt; is perfectly executed and perfectly delightful, capped off by the magnificent Margaret and the sublime Sim.  It is the ultimate battle of the sexes and a timeless comedy classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-1557713615779379055?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1557713615779379055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=1557713615779379055' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/1557713615779379055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/1557713615779379055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/06/favourite-movies-happiest-days-of-your.html' title='Favourite movies:  The Happiest Days of Your Life (1950)'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PpR1UHjbtVk/Tfbe5xEughI/AAAAAAAABEE/v4dO6Mpn5T8/s72-c/gilliat%2526launder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-5996913171827387499</id><published>2011-06-08T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T03:50:51.673-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TCMs Essentials Jr.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buster Keaton'/><title type='text'>Lenny's Lesson Plan #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bCBGr86Xk_Y/Te-bmz9Ku7I/AAAAAAAAA_8/bKUD87eT58Q/s1600/lennychoppers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bCBGr86Xk_Y/Te-bmz9Ku7I/AAAAAAAAA_8/bKUD87eT58Q/s200/lennychoppers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615878351438396338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Using some of TCM's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Essentials Jr.&lt;/span&gt; summer programming as a guideline, I have appointed myself Grand Poobah of my niece Lenny's introduction to classic film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is never too early to begin opening your mind to the riches of entertainment and art available to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8H8M1sgg_ls/Te-bbnQUZXI/AAAAAAAAA_0/stf9qKnN0kk/s1600/thegeneraldvd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8H8M1sgg_ls/Te-bbnQUZXI/AAAAAAAAA_0/stf9qKnN0kk/s320/thegeneraldvd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615878159050499442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lenny, you are in luck this week.  TCM has scheduled Buster Keaton's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The General&lt;/span&gt;, a superb adventure-comedy that speaks your language.  The movie, like a ten-month-old, doesn't speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;During the first few decades of movie making, the ability to synchronize sound to film had not been developed.  The lack of spoken dialogue did not impede motion pictures, instead it led to an entire art form that could be called pure cinema.  Just as the fact that you do not yet have a vocabulary with which to express yourself makes you purely human.  You cannot hide your feelings; they are on the surface for all to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In a silent picture, you will be able to understand the characters by their reactions.  Often the reactions in a silent movie or from a baby are described as "over-the-top", but if you think about it, the reactions are perfectly natural.  It is words that suppress natural reaction.  Words are very important communication tools.  The words we choose, carefully or carelessly, tell us a lot about one another.  However, words are not the only way people communicate and that is important to remember as you grow and add more people to your circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Silent movies, like babies, are never completely silent.  In the theatres where they played to audiences, musicians would accompany the movie with appropriate background music.  Sometimes a piano or organ, maybe a fiddle or two and maybe an accordion would be played.  The music would set the mood of comedy or romance or create excitement in a chase scene.  The music added to the pleasure of seeing the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Buster Keaton is the director and the star of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The General&lt;/span&gt;.  As the director Buster was in charge of how the scenes are played and how the movie looks.  He was the boss.  Some people have to be the boss because they like to have power and push people around.  Some people, like Buster, have to be the boss because his movies were his ideas and only he knew how to make them turn out exactly right.  Buster was very proud of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The General&lt;/span&gt; because it was his dream, his vision come to life.  A very important thing to remember in life is not to let anyone step on your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you want to know anything about Buster Keaton, you can ask your Aunt Maureen.  If you want to know anything more about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The General&lt;/span&gt;, check out &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another Old Movie Blog&lt;/span&gt; of May 30, 2011, http://anotheroldmovieblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/general-1926.html.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-5996913171827387499?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5996913171827387499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=5996913171827387499' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/5996913171827387499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/5996913171827387499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/06/lennys-lesson-plan-2.html' title='Lenny&apos;s Lesson Plan #2'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bCBGr86Xk_Y/Te-bmz9Ku7I/AAAAAAAAA_8/bKUD87eT58Q/s72-c/lennychoppers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-2438723263522391942</id><published>2011-06-04T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T06:18:02.019-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How the West Was Won'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Macahans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Arness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gunsmoke'/><title type='text'>James Arness (1923 - 2011)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--bu5i2QJjA8/TeopR1ku1YI/AAAAAAAAA_s/Wq31yz1H-Ec/s1600/marshalmatt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--bu5i2QJjA8/TeopR1ku1YI/AAAAAAAAA_s/Wq31yz1H-Ec/s320/marshalmatt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614345271886402946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marshal Matt Dillon, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Gunsmoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The hero of my childhood became the pal of my, um, middle years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H7ctEJxu5V4/TeopMTIOhUI/AAAAAAAAA_k/h-Jx1B1upUU/s1600/gunsmokecastlaughing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H7ctEJxu5V4/TeopMTIOhUI/AAAAAAAAA_k/h-Jx1B1upUU/s320/gunsmokecastlaughing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614345176740693314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dennis Weaver, James Arness, Milburn Stone, Amanda Blake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Gunsmoke&lt;/span&gt;, 1955-1975 / 5 TV movies 1987 - 1994&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From Burt Reynolds' foreword to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;James Arness, An Autobiography&lt;/span&gt; by James Arness with James E. Wise Jr. published by McFarland &amp;amp; Company, Inc in 2001:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"The biggest surprise for everyone who had the good fortune to work on a few episodes of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Gunsmoke&lt;/span&gt; in those days was Jim Arness.  He was funny.  I mean get-the-giggles, wrap-up-for-the-cast-and-crew, "time-out"-and-get-it-together funny.  He had that wonderful ability to surprise you, make you laugh at yourself or the situations that actors often find themselves in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p6836IAOGoU/TeopHvh0spI/AAAAAAAAA_c/rqMYVVlPI_Y/s1600/themacahans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p6836IAOGoU/TeopHvh0spI/AAAAAAAAA_c/rqMYVVlPI_Y/s320/themacahans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614345098464899730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ann Doran, William Kirby Cullen, Katherine Holcomb&lt;br /&gt;Richard Kiley, James Arness, Eva Marie Saint&lt;br /&gt;Vicki Schreck, Bruce Boxleitner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Macahans&lt;/span&gt;, 1976 / &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;How the West Was Won&lt;/span&gt; 1977 - 1979&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Did you know that Uncle Zeb is even cooler than Marshal Matt?  It's true.  Zebulon Macahan is one extremely cool cat and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;How the West Was Won &lt;/span&gt;breathtakingly memorable television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I find in the earliest of James Arness' screen performances a joy and an earnestness that would grow into the confident professional able to create such commanding and legendary characters as Dillon and Macahan.  It is work I admire most, work that hides the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Arness was an intensely private individual during his time in the spotlight, however in his later years he reached out in kind to the affection that came his way from his many, many fans through his autobiography, his participation in the TV Archives oral  history project (found on YouTube) and through his website.  Fans who turned to that site upon hearing of his passing, perhaps to leave a note of condolence, would instead find themselves condoled by Jim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:+1;"&gt;Hi friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to write a letter to you for Janet to post on our website in the      event I was no longer here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful life and was blessed with some many loving people and great      friends. The best part of my life was my family, especially my wife Janet.      Many of you met her at Dodge City so you understand what a special person      she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take this time to thank all of you for the many years of being      a fan of Gunsmoke, The Thing, How the West Was Won and all the other fun projects      I was lucky enough to have been allowed to be a part of. I had the privilege      of working with so many great actors over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was honored to have served in the army for my country. I was at Anzio during      WWII and it makes you realize how very precious life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you again for all the many letters, cards, emails and gifts we received      from you over the years. You are and always have been truly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Jim Arness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-2438723263522391942?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2438723263522391942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=2438723263522391942' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/2438723263522391942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/2438723263522391942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/06/james-arness-1923-2011.html' title='James Arness (1923 - 2011)'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--bu5i2QJjA8/TeopR1ku1YI/AAAAAAAAA_s/Wq31yz1H-Ec/s72-c/marshalmatt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-8265554032694627909</id><published>2011-06-01T05:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T09:28:43.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill Hader'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erich Wolfgang Korngold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roy Rogers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TCM Essentials Jr.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Adventures of Robin Hood'/><title type='text'>Lenny's Lesson Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4gbWMf59lfg/TeYtDogkylI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/uNtbqh-jAQc/s1600/lennychoppers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4gbWMf59lfg/TeYtDogkylI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/uNtbqh-jAQc/s320/lennychoppers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613223526000806482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eileen Agnes Clayton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My niece Eileen, affectionately called "Lenny" by one and all, is about to reach her 10th month birthday.  It is time for Aunt Paddy aka Caftan Woman to stake her territory and I offer myself as a consultant in Lenny's classic movie education.  Her parents are certainly more than capable, as her musician father knows all there is to know about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Star Wars &lt;/span&gt;and her mom, my sister, was raised in a read-the-credits family.  However, as I look back on my parenting the only thing I can recall doing was introducing my kids to classic movies - and yet, they thrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think it is for busy parents such as Tracey and Jim that TCM introduced their summertime feature &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Essentials Jr.&lt;/span&gt; and this year's host, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Saturday Night Live&lt;/span&gt;'s Bill Hader, will probably already be familiar to Lenny from many a late night teething session (check out those choppers!).  I don't believe 10 months is too early to take advantage of the opportunity afforded by everyone's favourite cable channel.  First up on June 5 is Warner Brothers &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Adventures of Robin Hood&lt;/span&gt;.  Not to overwhelm Lenny, I will suggest a few tidbits to mention while the movie is playing and she is chewing on something (again, the choppers!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kwOW244eL8c/TeYs89x5A2I/AAAAAAAAA_I/jmAq-91Lz6c/s1600/theadventuresofrobinhood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kwOW244eL8c/TeYs89x5A2I/AAAAAAAAA_I/jmAq-91Lz6c/s320/theadventuresofrobinhood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613223411451495266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Number one:&lt;/span&gt;  Look at all the pretty colours, Lenny.  The movie was filmed in "Technicolor".  Oooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aunt Paddy's supplemental:  Technicolor was a special system using three strips of film, very big cameras and lots of lights to film a movie.  It was a difficult process and cost a lot of money.  The movie studios used it when they wanted something to look extra special.  Nowadays we do not have movies in Technicolor because people found less expensive ways to make colour and because it is not fashionable.  Sometimes people think things are better if they are new, but this is not always true.  It is important to know what people have done before you were born so you can decide what should be changed and what is worth keeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2EK9tjto0s/TeYs2xhhphI/AAAAAAAAA_A/VuUVwyagEXI/s1600/korngold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2EK9tjto0s/TeYs2xhhphI/AAAAAAAAA_A/VuUVwyagEXI/s320/korngold.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613223305082414610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Number two:&lt;/span&gt;  How do you like that music, Lenny?  It was written by a man named Korngold.  Can you say Korngold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aunt Paddy's supplemental:  Mr. Korngold did not want to write the music for the movie of Robin Hood because he thought it was a silly story about men in tights fighting with swords.  He wanted to go home to his country of Austria, but some bad men called Nazis marched into the country and took away everything he loved.  Mr. Korngold was very mad and sad, and he thought the movie of Robin Hood fighting for people who had everything they loved taken away was not a silly story after all.  He wrote music that makes your heart beat fast in your chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0LXOKiwUQL0/TeYsoWfAKOI/AAAAAAAAA-4/S2Mp83eJ-uI/s1600/royandtrigger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0LXOKiwUQL0/TeYsoWfAKOI/AAAAAAAAA-4/S2Mp83eJ-uI/s320/royandtrigger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613223057305905378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Number 3:&lt;/span&gt;  Isn't the lady in the movie riding a pretty horse, Lenny?  The horse's name was Golden Cloud, but he would become world famous as Trigger, the Smartest Horse in the Movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aunt Paddy's supplemental:  Roy Rogers was a singing actor who made western movies that kids loved to see.  The studio he worked for rented Golden Cloud for Roy to ride and Roy thought he was the most beautiful and smartest horse in the whole world.  Roy called the horse Trigger.  Roy asked his boss to buy Trigger to be in all his movies.  Roy's boss, Mr. Yates, was cranky and said "Do you think I am made of money?  You like the horse so much, you buy him."  That is just what Roy did and every time Trigger was needed for a movie, Mr. Yates had to make sure it was okay with Roy.  Ha, ha.  Roy and Trigger were best friends forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rv8QrmOiy3Y/TeYsh-09qNI/AAAAAAAAA-w/cgRh_iC_-U0/s1600/goodguys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rv8QrmOiy3Y/TeYsh-09qNI/AAAAAAAAA-w/cgRh_iC_-U0/s320/goodguys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613222947876350162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Number 4:&lt;/span&gt;  "Hooray!"  At the end of the movie when the good guys beat the bad guys we shout "Hooray!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aunt Paddy's supplemental:  In the world outside of adventure movies the good guys do not always win and that is sad.  However, no matter what you do in your life the number one most important thing is to be a good guy.  Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-8265554032694627909?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8265554032694627909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=8265554032694627909' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/8265554032694627909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/8265554032694627909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/06/lennys-lesson-plan.html' title='Lenny&apos;s Lesson Plan'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4gbWMf59lfg/TeYtDogkylI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/uNtbqh-jAQc/s72-c/lennychoppers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-6255504625834744719</id><published>2011-05-23T09:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T10:53:18.400-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elwy Yost Saturday Night at the Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elwy Yost Magic Shadows'/><title type='text'>Elwy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ELGpegaMUQ/TdqOeNQ-p7I/AAAAAAAAA-o/LJkVygL2nUw/s1600/elwyyost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 169px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ELGpegaMUQ/TdqOeNQ-p7I/AAAAAAAAA-o/LJkVygL2nUw/s320/elwyyost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609952935451469746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our host, Elwy Yost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Beginning in 1974, TVOntario's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Saturday Night at the Movies&lt;/span&gt; presented to residents of Ontario and Western New York, a double bill of classic films uncut and commercial free, along with elucidating interviews relating to the subject of movies in general and specifically to the subject of the movies.  Contemporary viewers used to the proliferation of specialty channels may not realize what a boon it was for film fans to see movies uncut and commercial free, but let me tell you, it was as if we had died and gone to cinema heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Elwy Yost was born in Ontario in 1925 and now lives in retirement in Vancouver.  A former high school teacher who hosted for the CBC and a true film buff, he was the perfect host for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Night at the Movies&lt;/span&gt;.  Originally a producer of the program as well, he eventually handed the executive producing job to the inestimable Risa Shuman, who is held in great esteem by film fans of Ontario.  However, it was Elwy who was the face of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1zphPlvfATM/TdqOY80m5nI/AAAAAAAAA-g/cAY-jCMyV2o/s1600/saturdaynightatthemovies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1zphPlvfATM/TdqOY80m5nI/AAAAAAAAA-g/cAY-jCMyV2o/s320/saturdaynightatthemovies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609952845138159218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the thrill of tuning in each Saturday night for the likes of  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dodsworth&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I Know Where I'm Going!&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Gun Crazy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Reap the Wild Wind&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Devil and Miss Jones&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Devil and Daniel Webster&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Western Union&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mrs. Miniver&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Act of Violence&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Informer&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Prisoner of Shark Island&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Charlie Chan at the Circus&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; It Happens Every Spring&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Letter&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Moulin Rouge &lt;/span&gt;and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Elwy was our guide through the history of classic film.  His unbridled enthusiasm for the subject made it alright for us to be movie lovers.  He interviewed historians and experts, writers, directors, actors, cinematographers, set designers, composers, costumers, stunt men and foley artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I remember &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Greer Garson&lt;/span&gt;, both grand and twinkly, coming across as a lady who'd be pleased to put the kettle on and make you feel at home. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Olivia de Havilland&lt;/span&gt;, all polite smiles.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bette&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Davis&lt;/span&gt;, all gruff annoyance.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joan Fontaine&lt;/span&gt;, trying to take charge and eventually relaxing.  Vibrant and fun &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Betty Garrett&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.D. James&lt;/span&gt; discussing mysteries.  A non-cooperative &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robert&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mitchum&lt;/span&gt;  almost becoming human by the end of the interview.  The intense and sharp &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Richard Widmark&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Henry Fonda&lt;/span&gt;, cool and  confident.  The charm of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jimmy Stewart&lt;/span&gt;.  Self-effacing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joel McCrea&lt;/span&gt; explaining that he was never anyone's first choice except for Preston Sturges, and that was enough.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keye Luke&lt;/span&gt; proclaiming the artistry in Warner Oland's portrayal of Charlie Chan.  A friendly and seemingly shy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dana Andrews&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edward Dmytryk &lt;/span&gt;explaining that the lighting in his noirs was motivated by budget, not art.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Jack Elam&lt;/span&gt; talking about playing chess with Duke Wayne and drinking too much with Sam Peckinpah.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Wayne&lt;/span&gt; taken aback and then grinning when told he was starting to look like his dad.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Carey Jr.&lt;/span&gt; getting misty talking about his dad. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Noah Berry Jr.&lt;/span&gt; responding to Elwy's story of growing his first moustache because he was inspired by Noah Sr. with  a choking "I wish I could tell him."  So many fabulous and enlightening moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interviews were donated to the Motion Picture Academy upon Elwy's retirement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5u9ALgmEHlo/TdqOS-wfRdI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/37cLOA8Y5i4/s1600/thethingfromanotherworld.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5u9ALgmEHlo/TdqOS-wfRdI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/37cLOA8Y5i4/s320/thethingfromanotherworld.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609952742578537938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sister program to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Saturday Night at the Movies &lt;/span&gt;was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Magic Shadows&lt;/span&gt;  which ran weeknights at 7 and showed one movie per week split into four parts with a serial episode on Friday.  The first movie shown was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Thing from Another World&lt;/span&gt;.  The first part ended with the scientists and airmen at the crash site spreading out to determine the size and shape of the thing.  Oooh!  The number of times I have seen the movie since are lost in family legend.  The following is an actual conversation with my mother some 15 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; (offhandedly while kissing the grandkids): &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you have any plans for tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; (incredulously):  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Thing from Another World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; (dismissively):  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, you always watch that thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes a film would run the entire five nights and we would loose out on the serial.  Such a movie was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sands of Iwo Jima&lt;/span&gt;.  One episode ended with John Agar meeting Adele Mara at a dance.  When we returned to the set/movie room Elwy looked at us and said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ah, romance rears&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its ugly head."&lt;/span&gt;  An immortal line used by our family to this day for the many movies that make that misstep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hoGv8DBIJas/TdqONC5qoEI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/QT1f2MV1oCA/s1600/nyoka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hoGv8DBIJas/TdqONC5qoEI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/QT1f2MV1oCA/s320/nyoka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609952640611557442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Elwy - whose name was a source of curious amusement to a booming Otto Preminger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elwy - whose shock at guest Pierre Berton's disdain for John Ford movies matched my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elwy - who, if he is a packrat has a copy of a movie quiz I gave him years ago.  A copy of one I had made for my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elwy - who kept his son home from school with a note of excuse explaining that he was tired because&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Citizen Kane&lt;/span&gt; had been on the late show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elwy - whose apparent garbled relating of the plot of the movie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Runaway Train&lt;/span&gt; inspired his screenwriter son Graham to write &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Speed&lt;/span&gt;, which Elwy proudly presented in 1999 on his final evening of hosting Saturday Night at the Movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elwy - who was made a Member of the Order of Canada in 1999.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Order_of_Canada" title="Order of Canada"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elwy - who created an atmosphere of appreciation for film for generations of fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday you will be in Toronto for a film-related event like the Toronto International Film Festival.  Perhaps you will become aware that some of the attendees are native to the town and if they are "between 40 and death" (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Auntie Mame&lt;/span&gt;), stroll over and mention the name "Elwy".  Watch for the smiles on their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addendum:  Elwy passed away on July 21, 2011 at the age of 85.  The internet was a place of sharing memories of "Saturday Night at the Movies", "Magic Shadows" and inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331373971294623620-6255504625834744719?l=caftanwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/6255504625834744719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=331373971294623620&amp;postID=6255504625834744719' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/6255504625834744719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331373971294623620/posts/default/6255504625834744719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caftanwoman.blogspot.com/2011/05/elwy.html' title='Elwy!'/><author><name>Caftan Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05936895555808823221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhR6gy8Cm8U/SjKtaH0fphI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dtmKwsi19PE/S220/caftan+woman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ELGpegaMUQ/TdqOeNQ-p7I/AAAAAAAAA-o/LJkVygL2nUw/s72-c/elwyyost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331373971294623620.post-2886701724299814232</id><published>2011-05-15T04:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T02:50:37.894-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CMBA blogathontha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five Came Back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic 1939 films'/><title type='text'>CMBA Movies of 1939 Blogathon - Five Came Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7TgqMSjTy4/TiKwYV_iOmI/AAAAAAAABKg/LCYXM0bnINI/s1600/5cameback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7TgqMSjTy4/TiKwYV_iOmI/AAAAAAAABKg/LCYXM0bnINI/s320/5cameback.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630256416433519202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whether it was due to a special alignment of the stars or something in the martinis, few will deny that the late 30s in Hollywood was a time of incredible vitality and creativity.  No greater evidence exists than the timeless entertainments released in 1939.  Cast and crews working on top-budgeted dramas or fan-favourite series and everything in between did more than their best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of RKO's outstanding projects for the season is from a Richard Carroll story with the spoilerish title of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Five Came Back&lt;/span&gt;.  The diverse talents behind the screenplay were Jerry Cady (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Call Northside 777&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Charlie Chan on Broadway&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Forever Amber&lt;/span&gt;), Dalton Trumbo (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Remarkable Andrew&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;A Guy Named Joe&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Spartacus&lt;/span&gt;) and Nathanael Wes
