tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41218376908422407162024-03-12T17:41:50.750-07:00Fedoras and High HeelsAudreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.comBlogger98125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-10322438531080450012011-12-22T12:55:00.000-08:002011-12-24T08:17:56.637-08:00It's a Wonderful Film<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-size: small;">I am coming out of <a href="http://fedorasandhighheels.blogspot.com/2011/11/taking-break.html" target="_blank">hibernation</a> to contribute a post to Sally's annual <a href="http://flyingdowntohollywood.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-act-as-though-it-were-only-present.html">12 Days of Christmas Movies</a>. This year I am going to be talking about Frank Capra's <i>It's A Wonderful Life</i>. This post isn't as detailed as I would like it to be, but I hope it reminds you to check out this film this holiday season. (For last year's contribution, here is my post on <a href="http://fedorasandhighheels.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-in-connecticut-1940.html" target="_blank"><i>Christmas in Connecticut</i></a>.) </span><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: inherit; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">I know a lot of people see this movie as sentimental schmuck, but on the other side of the spectrum are those who find the movie too dark (like the original 1946 audience). </span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; margin: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: inherit; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">Recently I've read a few posts that [humorously] expound the fact that the world would probably have been a lot better off if George Bailey had offed himself…or better yet, that he'd never been born in the first place. While I believe we all interpret films differently and each of us is entitled to our own opinions, I respectfully disagree. Sure, there are flaws with this film. I'm not saying that it is perfect and that I love every part of it, but I think the overall positive and powerful message overcomes any negative aspects. </span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; margin: 0in;"><br />
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</div><span style="font-size: small;">This is not something that I have talked about much on here (since it is, after all, a movie blog), but I know what it is like to be depressed, to feel like your life is worthless, that it would have been better if you had never been born. Having felt this way I can really relate to what George goes through.</span> <br />
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</div><div style="font-family: inherit; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">I think the beauty of this film lies not in it's perfectly conceived plot or airtight characterizations. It lies in the enduring message that each of us has a place in this world, that no matter how difficult or trivial our lives seem, or how many mistakes we make, we still matter. We have a role that no one else can fill. That message has a lot to do with the hope of Christmas, too. For isn't it a tiny Savior that came over two millennia ago to save us from our shortcomings, and to raise us to new life? </span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; margin: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: inherit; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">By now you might be thinking, "Um, Audrey, aren't you taking this a little far?" Hey, never underestimate the power of film!</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">Have a very Merry Christmas and holiday season, everyone! May God bless you all!<br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://flyingdowntohollywood.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-days-of-christmas-movies.html" target="_blank"><img border="0" height="283" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/13z0aqo.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Check out <a href="http://flyingdowntohollywood.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><i>Flying Down to Hollywood</i></a> for the <a href="http://flyingdowntohollywood.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-days-of-christmas-movies.html" target="_blank">full list of films featured</a>! </div></div>Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-54510487857384987242011-11-03T12:38:00.000-07:002011-11-03T12:38:31.534-07:00Taking a Break<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.corbisimages.com/images/U1308553INP.jpg?size=67&uid=a9c3800e-3b84-4b2e-928b-e11b3c04a46d" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.corbisimages.com/images/U1308553INP.jpg?size=67&uid=a9c3800e-3b84-4b2e-928b-e11b3c04a46d" width="258" /></a></div><br />
<i>Fedoras and High Heels</i> is going on hiatus for a little while. I'm working on some other projects and have found it hard to keep blogging about *every* movie I watch. I am definitely keeping the blog up, though, and I may write more posts in the future. I just wanted to keep everyone updated on why I haven't been writing much on here lately.<br />
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As always, thank you for reading! </div>Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-20491624636106330402011-10-03T07:26:00.000-07:002011-10-03T07:58:55.651-07:00The Dick Van Dyke Show Blogathon: “The Life and Love of Joe Coogan"<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Following along with the format of my <a href="http://fedorasandhighheels.blogspot.com/2011/10/dick-van-dyke-show-blogathon-bupkis.html">previous review</a> (of “Bupkis”), I’m going to highlight a few scenes and lines that I especially love from this episode. If you wish to watch this episode, you can do so <a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/114074/the-dick-van-dyke-show-the-life-and-love-of-joe-coogan" target="_blank">free (and legally!) on Hulu</a>.<br />
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This review might be a little shorter because I’m getting kind of tired. :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"The Life and Love of Joe Coogan" is on Season 3, episode 17 </td></tr>
</tbody></table>Once again, Rob manages to evade the ottoman (fans of the show know that a few intros were filmed—some where Rob trips over the ottoman and some where he doesn’t.)<br />
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**This review does contain spoilers!**<br />
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Here is a summary of this episode to give you an idea of what it’s about: <br />
<blockquote>“<i>Rob, Buddy and Mel have what they consider the most enjoyable round of golf they ever played, the enjoyment in large part to their stray fourth, a man they just met at the club named Joe Coogan. Good looking Joe mentions that he is single, has never been married and has only been in love once in his life while in college, coincidentally to a woman named Laura. As Rob and Joe discuss the issue further, Rob comes to the quick conclusion that Joe's Laura is also Rob's Laura, which he doesn't tell Joe. When Rob confronts Laura about why she's never mentioned Joe, Laura has to admit that she's kept some mementos of her relationship with Joe, namely love sonnets he wrote to her. Rob, on the other hand, is obviously hurt and jealous. His jealousy may increase when Laura, who has to come to the understanding why she kept the poems, decides to run into Joe ‘accidentally’ at the golf course...”</i> (from IMDb)</blockquote>Joe: "Some people can't play their regular game when they know who I am."<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">There are a lot of crazy jealousy plots in the series (something that Dick and Mary<br />
commented on in an interview). It’s formulaic, but still fun. </td></tr>
</tbody></table>Laura: "Rob, would it make you happy if I burned them? Is that what you want? You just say the word and I'll burn them."<br />
Rob: "Burn them."<br />
Laura: "No sir, not if you're going to take that attitude."<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Laura shows Millie the shoe box of sonnets</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Laura: "Men just aren't as sentimental as women."<br />
Millie: "Well, I disagree. You never see a woman with a heart tattooed on her forearm saying 'mother', do ya?"<br />
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Laura: "What am I gonna do?"<br />
Millie: "About what?"<br />
Laura: "About the sonnets, Joe Coogan, my husband, my guilt."<br />
Millie: "Well, I'd say: keep the sonnets, keep your husband, get rid of your guilt and see Joe Coogan again."<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Later, at the golf course, Laura finds out Joe is a priest and invites him <br />
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Mary Tyler Moore does such a great job playing baffled and nervous in this scene. <br />
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Laura calls up Rob at work to tell them that Joe is coming for dinner.<br />
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Rob, however, still doesn't know that Joe Coogan is a priest. (Laura "just happens" to leave that little detail out in her phone conversation with Rob.) Rob is upset about Laura inviting Joe to dinner so he asks Sally to come to flirt with Joe (neither of them knowing, of course, that he’s a priest).<br />
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Rob: "Sally, what are you doing tonight?"<br />
Sally: "Nothing, but I think I can get out of it."<br />
Sally: "What's he look like?"<br />
Rob: "Oh, he's a cross between Gregory Peck and Stewart Granger."<br />
Sally: "Eh, that ain't too bad. What's his name?"<br />
Buddy: "Stewart Peck."<br />
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Sally: "You've got a vengeful streak in you've never noticed before."<br />
Rob: "It's been in there for years I just keep it under control, that's all" <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Look how pretty that table setting is. I always think the parties they have on <br />
this show look like so much fun. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rob comes home and finds out about Joe. </td></tr>
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Sally: "Where's this tall, good-looking…<i>*sees roman collar*…</i>PRIEST! you wanted me to meet?" <br />
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My favorite scene is the last one, when Laura realizes the sonnets weren't written to her at all—they were written to God. In his poetry Joe was telling Laura that "he planned to dedicate his life to God." I love the closing line of this episode, where Rob tells Laura: <b>"Look at it this way, you lost him to a better man."</b> :)<br />
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One reason I chose to review this show is because I love how it handles the faith aspect. I find it notable for how respectfully it deals with Catholicism. The characters treat the priest with dignity, and religion and belief in God is not scorned at. This is an attitude that is rare to the point of extinction in today’s television sitcoms, so it’s refreshing to see how it’s handled in here.<br />
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This episode was written by the show’s creator Carl Reiner. Jerry Paris, who also played Jerry Helper on the show, directed (I’m sorry he’s not in any of the episodes I reviewed because I just love his character!). This is also one of the episodes that was shown at the recent <a href="https://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=147851711976290" target="_blank">50th anniversary event held with Carl Reiner and Dick Van Dyke</a>, which fellow blogger Laura (not Laura Petrie :)) was <a href="http://laurasmiscmusings.blogspot.com/2011/10/dick-van-dyke-show-50th-anniversary-at.html" target="_blank">lucky enough to attend</a>.<br />
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When I was looking up information about this post, I came across a site for an <a href="http://www.katelight.com/joecoogan.html">opera based on this episode</a>. Yes, that's right--an <i>opera</i>! If you're really curious, you can find clips of the performance on YouTube. I'm not quite sure what to think of it, but it's definitely one of the more random things I've heard lately!<br />
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One thing I noticed when preparing this posts is how well this series holds up on closer examination. Often when I watch the shows, I'll have them on in the background while I'm doing something else. But when I sit down and really study them I notice how truly brilliant they are. The comedic acting is spot on, and so many of the little touches—right down to the bit parts—make this show stand out as a timeless classic.<br />
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I was going to prepare a third post for this blogathon but instead I will just put some links here.<br />
<ul style="text-align: left;"><li>Did you know The Dick Van Dyke Show theme song had lyrics? Written by Morey Amsterdam (Buddy on the show) you can listen to Dick Van Dyke sing the song <a href="http://www.weather.com/weather/videos/on-tv-43/wake-up-with-al-362/dick-van-dyke-sings-theme-song-20520#loc=43/362/22047">here</a>. (I saw a different video of this awhile ago but this is the best one I could find today.)</li>
<li>There is a great Tumblr for all things relating to TDVDS. You can find quotes, graphics, and pictures <a href="http://dickvandykeshow.tumblr.com/">there</a>. In case you ever wondered what the sets looked like in color, you can find some photos there! Also check out <a href="http://always-fair-weather.tumblr.com/tagged/the_dick_van_dyke_show">this site</a> for more graphics. </li>
<li><a href="http://tvland.classictvhits.com/DickVanDyke/Sounds/">Here</a> are some fun sound clips from the show. </li>
</ul>Thank you to <a href="http://thrillingdaysofyesteryear.blogspot.com/2011/08/announcing-trumpet-fanfare-first.html">Ivan</a> for hosting this wonderful blogathon. I can't wait to read everyone else's submissions!<br />
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It’s finally here! 'It' is <a href="http://thrillingdaysofyesteryear.blogspot.com/2011/08/announcing-trumpet-fanfare-first.html">The Dick Van Dyke Show blogathon hosted by Thrilling Days of Yesteryear</a> to commemorate the 50th anniversary of this television classic. I will be reviewing two episodes, “Bupkis” and “The Life and Love of Joe Coogan.” <br />
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I started out doing a scene-by-scene, line-by-line description of this episode, but after working about two hours and finding myself only twelve minutes into the episode (stopping a lot to transcribe dialogue, make notes, and take screencaps), I decided to just highlight a few scenes and lines that I especially love from this episode. Plus, I think in most cases reading about the plot of an episode is not nearly as fun as just watching it. So if you want to watch it, you can <a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/114036/the-dick-van-dyke-show-bupkis" target="_blank">do so for free on Hulu</a> (I’m not sure if this works in other countries, but it does here in the U.S.)<br />
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One of the reasons I had to blog about this episode is because I frequently find myself humming or singing the eponymous “Bupkis.” The song is described in the episode as not that great:<br />
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Rob: “It stinks—it’s a real stinker” <br />
Laura: “Enough to be a big hit”<br />
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However, I kind of like the song; I think it’s very catchy.<br />
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To give you an idea of what this episode is about, here is a summary (contains spoilers):<br />
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<i>“While listening to the radio, Rob hears a novelty pop song called ‘Bupkis’ that sounds familiar to him. It's because he wrote it with a colleague named Buzzy Potter when the two were in the army. Apparently, Buzzy failed to give Rob any writing credit for the song. That's because two months earlier, Buzzy, down on his luck, came by Rob's office wanting to revive his and Rob's song writing partnership. When Buzzy asked about peddling the old songs, Rob verbally gave Buzzy outright ownership of the songs. Buddy and Sally believe that Buzzy probably already had a deal at the time to get the song recorded, and as such that Rob should sue, or at least speak to a lawyer about the issue. When Rob's attempts to be gracious with Buzzy result in a contemptible reaction from Buzzy, Rob decides he needs to get some sort of emotional satisfaction out of the situation, perhaps in the form of beating up Buzzy. In the process, Rob learns a little more about the true history of ‘Bupkis’.”</i> (from IMDb)<br />
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My favorite scene in this episode is when, during breakfast, Rob is listening for the morning weather report on the radio. There is this hilarious lullaby-like song that goes on and on: <br />
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<i>Time for the weather. <br />
Night time, day time, summertime, wintertime, </i><i>It's always time for the weather. <br />
Weather, weather, weather, weather, weather, <br />
Weather, weather, weather, weather, weather. <br />
Night time, day time, summertime, wintertime, <br />
It's always time for the weather.</i></blockquote>
You have to hear it to really get the humor, but this part always cracks me up. As always, Dick Van Dyke's reactions are hilarious. <br />
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After all that, Ritchie and Laura come in (Ritchie is wearing a raincoat that makes him look rather like a Storm Trooper.)<br />
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Rob: "It's time for the weather, I think."<br />
Laura: "Oh well, thanks darling; I don't need it. I just looked out the window and it's raining."<br />
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Laura and Ritchie leave and the weather finally comes on:<br />
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Radio announcer: "The forecast for the metropolitan area today is warm and cloudy. And now back to music on WIFE, wife, the radio station most people are married to.” <br />
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Rob: *chuckles* "Huh, I'd like to have a divorce"<br />
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Then “Bupkis” comes on: <br />
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<i>You took my arm, with golden charm, <br />
a diamond mine, a love so fine.<br />
But what did I get from you? Bupkis! <br />
What did I get from you? Bupkis!<br />
Bupkis is a lot of nothing and <br />
that's what I got from you. <br />
Bupkis is a lot of nothing and <br />
that's what I got from you.</i></blockquote>
Again, you have to hear the song. If you watch it on Hulu (see link near the top of this post), the “Weather, weather, weather” bit is about 1:34 seconds into the episode, and “Bupkis” can be heard at approximately the 2:34 mark.<br />
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I love how Rob dresses—button up cardigans and skinny ties. I also love the fact that they drink their coffee out of a cup and saucer. When did we stop doing that? <br />
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I also have to mention Laura’s clothes. Her character is one of my style icons. I just love that early sixties style, and she pulls it off effortlessly. <br />
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Rob gets up and makes a phone call on his rotary telephone (remember those? I don't!) Leafing through the phone book he calls WIFE radio station and does one of those great one-sided phone conversations that Dick Van Dyke was so good at. He asks who wrote the song that was playing and finds out that it was Buzzy Potter...and no one else.<br />
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There is actually a goof in this part, according to IMDb: <br />
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<i>Revealing mistakes: When Rob (Dick van Dyke) goes to call the radio station about the song "Bupkis," he dials the phone number first, and then realizes that he should have looked up the number in the phone directory that was present in the scene just for that purpose. So, with the phone to his ear *after* dialing the number, he flips through the phone book, finds a number, and says "Right!" as if he knew the number, but was just confirming it. Dick van Dyke (as Rob) smiles as he starts the phone conversation with the radio station, knowing that he blew the scene. Evidently, the director thought that no one would notice, so they used that take anyway.</i></blockquote>
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Now jump to later that morning at the office: Buddy comes in, followed by Sally who is carrying a tray of coffee cups. Buddy lets the door swing behind him as he enters and Sally asks: "You gonna hold the door open for me, Gentleman Jim?" Buddy replies: "I let ya carry the coffee, what do ya want?" Sally rolls her eyes.<br />
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Sally: "Hey, your name isn't here. It says it's by Buzzy Potter."<br />
Buddy: "You don't think any guy who wrote a song called 'Bupkis' recorded by the Dum-Dums is gonna use his real name, do you?"<br />
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Bupkis is a Yiddish word meaning ‘nothing’. Rob explains that he learned a lot of Yiddish words from Sol Pomerantz when he was in the Army.<br />
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According to the credits, the recording used in the show was sung by “Dick and Dee Dee.” <br />
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Rob: "It just so happens I wrote that song with Buzzy Potter."<br />
Sally: "Oh, and they left your name out?"<br />
Rob: "No, HE left it out!"<br />
Buddy: "Oh, Potter's a crook."<br />
Rob: "No, Petrie's a jerk!"<br />
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Another great scene in this episode is when Rob is trying to get up the nerve to tell Laura that he sold the song.<br />
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Rob keeps peeking over his newspaper as Laura puts together a puzzle.<br />
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Laura notices something is up and Rob comes over and proceeds to clumsily explains how life is a lot like a jigsaw puzzle.<br />
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DVD and MTM interact so well together. I think they have some of the best chemistry of any TV couple I’ve seen.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Laura: Suppose one of those songs you gave away became a huge hit. I mean, you’d probably feel <br />
awful ridiculous—sit around here with your mouth open, blinking your eyes… {<a href="http://thrillingdaysofyesteryear.blogspot.com/2011/08/announcing-trumpet-fanfare-first.html">Source</a>}</td></tr>
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Mary Tyler Moore is really good in this scene.<br />
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I love Laura’s glare when Rob accidentally knocks her puzzle on the floor.<br />
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The last scene I'm going to mention is the one where Rob goes to find Buzzy.<br />
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There is a quick little part at the beginning where Rob is nervously pulling out the stuffing from a hole in the couch in the waiting room. He looks up sheepishly as he realizes what he is doing.<br />
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The (hilarious) secretary also noticed.<br />
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Rob runs into an old Army buddy, "Sticks" (who now goes by Frank) Mandalay, who used to play the drums. They are both there to see Buzzy Potter.<br />
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Rob: "He's got the whole ex-Army after him."<br />
Secretary/Sheila: "And a couple of ex-wives, too!" <br />
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They finally catch Buzzy as he tries to sneak out. Buzzy's excuse isn't very convincing...<br />
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Buzzy: "After you were shipped out I heard that you were killed in action."<br />
Sticks/Frank: "Where? There was no war then."<br />
Buzzy: "Well, I <i>thought</i> that was strange."<br />
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Sticks/Frank: "You wrote the lyrics?"<br />
Rob: "You wrote the tune? What did he write?"<br />
Sticks/Frank: "His name on the music sheet."<br />
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Of course they finally square everything away and Rob and Sticks get the proper credit on the recording.<br />
I hope these disjointed notes made sense. I'm not used to writing reviews for a single TV show episode!<br />
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Stay tuned for my post about "The Life and Love of Joe Coogan." <br />
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Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-73413512189943879932011-09-24T11:35:00.000-07:002011-09-24T11:35:00.634-07:00Fashion in Film Blogathon: *The Way We Wore* by Marsha Hunt<p>I’ve been looking forward to the <a href="http://hollywoodrevue.wordpress.com/2011/07/05/upcoming-events/" target="_blank">Fashion in Film blogathon</a> for a while now. Admiring the beautiful clothes worn in old movies is just one of the many reason I enjoy classic cinema. If you’ve been reading this blog for some time you probably know that I often make note of the costumes in my reviews. I was originally going to just choose a film and showcase some of the outfits in it that I liked, but instead I decided to talk about a book—not a movie—that profiles some wonderful styles from the 1930s and 1940s. I hope this is acceptable for a film blogathon. I thought it might be excused since so much of the book talks about, well, <em>fashion in film</em>! <em><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-5TCzhJ-2UHY/Tno9ju3TckI/AAAAAAAADm8/X_LhXZxwbFs/s1600-h/image%25255B1%25255D.png"><img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" title="image" alt="image" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-kmlSpvxOCNk/Tno9kOcnFXI/AAAAAAAADnA/aFATFe0M4QE/image_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="206" height="323" /></a> <br />The Way We Wore</em> is a beautiful coffee table book (though I read it cover-to-cover) by model, singer, and actress of stage and screen Marsha Hunt. In case you are not familiar with her, here is a little more about Miss Hunt, courtesy of <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0402554/bio" target="_blank">IMDb</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p>“Stardom somehow eluded this vastly gifted actress. Had it not perhaps been for her low-level profile compounded by her McCarthy-era blacklisting in the early 1950s, there is no telling what higher tier of stardom Marsha Hunt might have reached. Perhaps her work was not flashy enough, too subdued, or perhaps her intelligence too often disguised a genuine sex appeal to stand out among the other lovelies. Two studios, Paramount in the late 30s and MGM in the early 40s, failed to complete her star. Nevertheless, her talent and versatility cannot be denied. This glamorous, slimly handsome leading lady offered herself to well over 50 pictures during the 1930s and 1940s alone.” <a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-W_Q6eFyf12Y/Tno9myHFYYI/AAAAAAAADnE/qZvUh6hz7mA/s1600-h/image%25255B2%25255D.png"><img style="display: inline; float: right" title="image" alt="image" align="right" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-aAuBlAlvgtI/Tno9nq1FQNI/AAAAAAAADnI/CmiyvX6c3z0/image_thumb%25255B1%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="114" height="156" /></a></p> </blockquote> <p>Now approaching her 94th birthday, Marsha is still alive and active. She continues to work for charity causes and make public appearances (sometimes giving interviews at film festivals and the like). </p> <p>This book was published in 1993 and is a comprehensive volume that profiles Marsha’s career and showcases the styles and trends of the ‘30s and ‘40s. There are a lot of interesting stories stories—from her experiences in a USO tour in the Artic, to meeting President and Mrs. Roosevelt—and anecdotes about what day-to-day life was like for a starlet during the studio era. Later on, she describes her experience of being blacklisted and her successful stage career that followed.</p> <p>The bulk of the volume is comprised of film stills and glamour portraits with anecdotes and information interspersed throughout. One of the great things about this book is that it feels very personal—like you are just enjoying tea with Ma<a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-qE0iBRLDZkg/Tno9oC8063I/AAAAAAAADnM/k5tKAoDxdrE/s1600-h/image%25255B3%25255D.png"><img style="display: inline; float: left" title="image" alt="image" align="left" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-1Q7sPJ4ExBw/Tno9ol6wCDI/AAAAAAAADnQ/MiB2LCz_MQQ/image_thumb%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="123" height="191" /></a>rsha and she is sharing all her stories with you. She also recalls stuff with incredible detail and her great appreciation of fashion comes through in the way she describes the colors and fabrics of the outfits. The accompanying captions really bring the black-and-white photos to life. Needless to say, Marsha has impeccable style herself, and even designed some of the outfits featured in this book.</p> <p>While many of the photos are of the author, there are also a lot of screen stills of co-stars that include the lik<a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-4MJKlpqy4Z8/Tno9pNjtFvI/AAAAAAAADnU/2pf7W7Fof38/s1600-h/image%25255B4%25255D.png"><img style="display: inline; float: right" title="image" alt="image" align="right" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-eZBJx4Baztk/Tno9pzoBbCI/AAAAAAAADnY/ezQoqzZ6ElU/image_thumb%25255B3%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="183" height="298" /></a>es of Ava Gardner, Greer Garson, Margaret O’Brien, Gregory Peck, June Allyson, Susan Hayward, Lana Turner, Ray Milland, Van Heflin, Mickey Rooney, Gene Kelly, William Powell, and many more. Not all of these stars are pictured in the book, but the majority of them are. </p> <p>There are also sections of the book that profile a certain topic, such as the Hollywood Canteen, cars, shoes, makeup, hats, hairstyles, etc. (See slideshow further down for examples.)</p> <p>If you’ve ever wondered what daily life was like for a young starlet during the most glamorous era of Hollywood, or if you are just interested in vintage fashions, this book is for you. It is now out of print, so you may have trouble finding it. If you’d like to read it but can’t find any affordable copies online, I would recommend seeing if you can interloan it through your library system, which is what I did. (What, oh what, would I do with out ILL!) </p> <p>To give you a better idea what it’s like, I’ve made a slideshow that features some pictures of pages from the book.</p> <p><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="https://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="500" height="700" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&captions=1&hl=en_US&feat=flashalbum&RGB=0x000000&feed=https%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2F108579991616999452880%2Falbumid%2F5647836716049647393%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed>It seems that some of the slides don’t line up just right with the text. If you are having trouble with that (or if the images seem to small), <a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/108579991616999452880/TheWayWeWoreByMarshaHunt?feat=flashalbum#5647837689924017826" target="_blank"><strong>click here</strong></a> for an easier viewing format. You should also be able to zoom in if you want to read the text.</p> <p>Though some of the clothes may seem dated (and I believe Marsha even admits this), many are surprisingly accessible for fashion-lovers today. But while style may come and go, the things that Miss Hunt embodies in this book—pose, elegance, good character, grace, and beauty—are timeless. </p> <p><a href="http://hollywoodrevue.wordpress.com/2011/07/05/upcoming-events" target="_blank"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-67xOjh4JQ44/Tno9qfOIM9I/AAAAAAAADkw/lVMb2DXFpbw/image%25255B8%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="199" height="298" /></a></p> <p align="center">This post is my entry in the <a href="http://hollywoodrevue.wordpress.com/2011/07/05/upcoming-events/" target="_blank">Fashion in Film Blogathon hosted by <em>The Hollywood Revue</em></a>. I can’t wait to see what everyone else posts about!</p> Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-269848800647701702011-09-22T13:04:00.000-07:002011-09-29T19:31:26.550-07:00Anne of Green Gables: The Sequel (1987)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><img alt="Watching Anne of Avonlea with my little sister. :)" height="322" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lr9ypnylsV1r2l3bpo1_500.jpg" width="425" /><br />
Sept. 8-10, 2011<br />
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74. <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0092571/" target="_blank"><i><b>Anne of Green Gables: The Sequel</b></i> (1987)</a> [a.k.a. <i>Anne of Avonlea</i>]—REWATCH<br />
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Starring Megan Follows, Colleen Dewhurst, Wendy Hiller, Frank Converse, Jonathan Crombie<br />
Directed by Kevin Sullivan<br />
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Plot: <i>“Staying faithful to L.M. Montgomery's beloved books, this continuation of the award-winning miniseries picks up where the first installment left off, with redheaded heroine Anne Shirley (Megan Follows) beginning a new life as a teacher and an aspiring writer. She also encounters career hurdles and unfriendly townsfolk, but with her typical enthusiasm and good cheer.”</i> (Summary from Netflix)<br />
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That first line of the summary above is actually wrong—this movie does not stay “faithful to L.M. Montgomery’s beloved books.” <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anne_of_Avonlea_(1987_film)#Production" target="_blank">According to Wikipedia</a>:<br />
<blockquote>“When Kevin Sullivan was commissioned by CBC, PBS and The Disney Channel to create a sequel he started by combining many different elements of Montgomery’s three later books: <i>Anne of Avonlea</i> (1909), <i>Anne of the Island</i> (1915), and <i>Anne of Windy Poplars</i> (1936) into a cohesive screen story. Sullivan invented his own plotline relying on several of Montgomery’s episodic storylines spread across the three sequels, He also looked at numerous other nineteenth century female authors for inspiration in fleshing out the screen story.”</blockquote><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0092571/trivia?tr=tr0627219" target="_blank">And IMDb</a>:<br />
<blockquote>“Though the American title is ‘Anne of Avonlea’, it is only partially based on that Lucy Maud Montgomery book (second in the series), and is in fact based on parts from books 2-4 in the series (out of 8). This was because Kevin Sullivan thought there wasn't ‘enough dramatic material for a film’ in the sequel ‘Anne of Avonlea’ alone.”</blockquote>My point is that this sequel is not entirely faithful to the books…but it is still a wonderful movie. However, I basically grew up watching the two Anne films over-and-over. So I might be a bit biased by sentimental reasons.<br />
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This is almost embarrassing to admit, but before watching this the other day (probably the 164th time I've seen it) and doing a little Googling, I NEVER knew that this wasn't strictly based on the second novel! You see, I have read all of the Anne books <i>except</i> the first two. Back then I was young[er] and stupid[er] and thought since I had seen the movies that the books would be boring. Thus I never knew that the plot of this movie wasn't true to the book.<br />
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<div align="left">Clearly I need to read/reread the series very soon (it's been years since I first read them). Still a great movie, but I'm kind of a literary purist about some of these things. I wish that they would've followed the books more carefully and made future movies <u>based on them</u> (please, let's not even talk about the third movie—*shudder*—and that ghastly 'prequel' which I refuse to see). Part of me wishes for a remake of this series which follows the book more. But…I just have a hard time thinking that anyone else can play Anne, Marilla, Matthew, Rachel, Diana, etc. quite like this cast did.</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left"></div>Okay, so back to the film at hand. I think Megan Follows does an amazing job playing Anne. She gives so much life and spunk to the character.<br />
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</tbody></table>Jonathan Crombie I'm not totally fond of, though. He always just seemed a bit namby-pamby to play Gilbert (who in my opinion is one of the ultimate romantic heroes in fiction. So I’m kind of sad that I don’t love the actor who plays Gil). He’s not really awful, just not my favorite.<br />
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<div align="left">The rest of the cast is virtually perfect. Colleen Dewhurst as Marilla is wonderful, and Wendy Hiller is amusing in her scenery-chewing role (“drrrrenched”). I also really enjoyed the plot development of Katherine Brooke. Her character gets some fantastically quotable lines. For example: <b>“What is to be the pill in all this </b><b>jam</b><b>, Miss Shirley?” </b>and <b>“Have you girls no propriety? This is not a Turkish bazaar!”</b></div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left"></div>To summarize: this film has wonderful atmosphere, casting, costuming, characterization, romance, humor….and warmth to spare. It is really one of my favorite films and I never seem to tire of rewatching it. It may not be perfect but I enjoy it too much to really care. :)</div>Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-78636523573282356942011-09-21T12:55:00.001-07:002011-09-21T13:09:46.398-07:00My Foolish Heart (1949)<p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ediWRU583lM/TmULJBxVf8I/AAAAAAAADl0/W_ZYHrzgZbw/s1600-h/1%25255B1%25255D.jpg"><img style="display: inline" title="1" alt="1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-rpuVAhYNnIU/TmULJlO0fkI/AAAAAAAADl4/WXr-nV3w_X0/1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" height="313" /></a> <br />Sept. 4-5, 2011</p> <p>72. <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0041672/" target="_blank"><em><strong>My Foolish Heart</strong></em> (1949)</a> </p> <p>Starring Dana Andrews, Susan Hayward, Kent Smith, Lois Wheeler, Jessie Royce Landis</p> <p>Directed by Mark Robson</p> <p>**REVIEW MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS**</p> <p><strong>Plot:</strong> <em>“After a long absence, Mary Jane visits her schoolfriend Eloise, and Eloise's daughter Ramona. Eloise drinks too much and is unhappily married to Lew Wengler. Eloise falls asleep and remembers her time with her true love, Walt Dreiser, at the beginning of the Second World War. She recalls the events that lead up to her split with Mary Jane, and how Lew married Eloise rather than Mary Jane.”</em> (from IMDb)</p> <p>I really didn’t care for this one at all. Originally based on a story by J.D. Salinger which was published in <em>The New Yorker</em>, this film is a 98 minute soap opera tear-jerker. </p> <p>I guess my main problem with this is that I couldn’t relate to the characters: I didn’t understand what Eloise saw in Walt. I thought it was irresponsible of the father to send his young daughter back alone to New York. I thought Walt was a jerk who really only wanted one thing from Eloise. Elle’s father and Walt were also rather chauvinistic in dealing with her expulsion. It bothered me that they treated the whole thing in this *wink*wink* manner. Didn’t they care about <em>her </em>future? She was just expelled! I also disliked Eloise for falling so cheaply and then marrying the wrong man on a rebound. Ugh! It was just frustrating, and honestly it all made me feel a little sick. I just found the characters’ motivations frustrating and unconvincing. Add to that the fact that the film is painfully predictable, and it’s not a winner in my book.  </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-1m4MlsvSGo4/TnpBHWT5eDI/AAAAAAAADl8/_LHZORddvgU/s1600-h/2%25255B1%25255D.jpg"><img style="display: inline" title="2" alt="2" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-AlhGr5RX2KQ/TnpBH7iiXnI/AAAAAAAADmA/tw7NeIdcQNs/2_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" height="301" /></a></p> <p>I used to like Dana Andrews quite a bit, but I <em>didn’t</em> like his character at all in this. He really came across as insincere, haughty, and demeaning to Eloise (Susan Hayward). But maybe that was just me…?</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-XLEMWF5gxCE/TnpBIEWPmzI/AAAAAAAADmE/TEGNSF8QRKk/s1600-h/4%25255B1%25255D.jpg"><img style="display: inline" title="4" alt="4" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-YAaMX4m5JkU/TnpBI-qAJGI/AAAAAAAADmI/hFql9aBCXpM/4_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" height="298" /></a></p> <p>Sorry for the grainy quality of these screencaps; the copy I viewed was rather poor. </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-BaZrjQ6WFo4/TnpBJMrNhII/AAAAAAAADmM/IB4Ul-onrQk/s1600-h/6%25255B1%25255D.jpg"><img style="display: inline" title="6" alt="6" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-aQU2-YHULOw/TnpBJ9u6X4I/AAAAAAAADmQ/PTomVso4EuM/6_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" height="298" /></a></p> <p>Edith Head designed Hayward’s wardrobe. </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-3l9qswLZa9A/TnpBKNV3VsI/AAAAAAAADmU/2HbEaYT3pYU/s1600-h/8%25255B1%25255D.jpg"><img style="display: inline" title="8" alt="8" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-pczV1pwTpPk/TnpBKvvVUII/AAAAAAAADmY/M_yP6ll1vRw/8_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" height="298" /></a></p> <p>I know this is supposed to be oh-so-romantic, but I really did not like the storyline at all. The two leads were supposed to be madly in love, but I did not feel much chemistry between them. </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-XkYaBk2FsHs/TnpBLB8XTGI/AAAAAAAADmc/YAhc5Imsdj0/s1600-h/9%25255B1%25255D.jpg"><img style="display: inline" title="9" alt="9" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-iF7AkrtZbtc/TnpBLr_g1II/AAAAAAAADmg/BtbRY6WzBWo/9_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" height="298" /></a></p> <p>At first I felt like Susan Hayward was not that great in this, but I thought she got better—to the point of being quite excellent—as the film went on. She does a commendable job of showing the progression and emotion of her character. Especially near the the end of the film, I was really captivated by her ability to make me feel what Eloise was going through. Even though I thought her character made some stupid choices, it was still really sad. </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-foSexOWSFfk/TnpBL4b4B4I/AAAAAAAADmk/1CvA-8zB_gs/10%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800"><img style="display: inline" title="10" alt="10" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ErRt8_GquGc/TnpBMn0p8OI/AAAAAAAADmo/Ym46rParMiY/10_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" height="298" /></a></p> <p>Susan was nominated for a Best Actress Oscar for this role.</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-uuinkysf6ZM/TnpBMx9B54I/AAAAAAAADms/29_yt1weD2o/s1600-h/11%25255B1%25255D.jpg"><img style="display: inline" title="11" alt="11" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-QLRa4xAFqJk/TnpBOnPGSLI/AAAAAAAADmw/abhZ_zinMW8/11_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" height="298" /></a></p> <p>If you enjoy this type of weepy flash-back-to-first-love film, you might enjoy this. As you already know, I didn’t. But I could’ve just been in the wrong mood to watch a super sad film like this. It was kind of depressing!</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-T6pJhJlnY3w/TnpBPNC_9PI/AAAAAAAADm0/LllrCYPCpTc/s1600-h/12%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="display: inline" title="12" alt="12" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-zEM6BfUxRTc/TnpBP-PEPtI/AAAAAAAADm4/8Vy5Jq5DP2k/12_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" height="295" /></a></p> Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-34717938936449460012011-08-30T09:13:00.000-07:002011-08-30T09:13:00.252-07:00The Help (2011)<p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-5ChKoLvZoqw/Tlg-qIQIzHI/AAAAAAAADTQ/1Y-unfo8utw/s1600-h/image19.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-hDpcje_evd8/Tlg-rvQ7KkI/AAAAAAAADTU/rw9eNMmptLI/image_thumb11.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="284" /></a>  <br />Aug. 20, 2011</p> <p>71. <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1454029/" target="_blank"><em><strong>The Help</strong></em> (2011)</a></p> <p>Starring Emma Stone, Viola Davis, Bryce Dallas Howard, Octavia Spencer, and Jessica Chastain</p> <p>Directed by Tate Taylor </p> <p>Plot: <em>“A look at what happens when a southern town's unspoken code of rules and behavior is shattered by three courageous women who strike up an unlikely friendship.”</em> (from IMDb)</p> <p>Yes, a <em>new </em>movie! The first film I’ve seen in theaters in quite awhile. I was going to wait and read the book before I saw this, but my sister was in town and wanted to go see it, so I did. This wasn't my favorite movie ever, but I definitely enjoyed watching it. I'm not sure what I think of it on a critical level.  You see, I saw on IMDb that a lot of people find this film to be racist. It didn't strike me as that way, but perhaps I just can't relate (?). I don’t think I will read the book, though. <strong>If you’ve seen this, what do you think? Is it a racist?</strong></p> <p><strong><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-AApiDs4PXa8/Tlg-t83by8I/AAAAAAAADTY/uFCRggz4t7U/s1600-h/image14.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Uwpp45w0rn8/TlkXeyu65RI/AAAAAAAADWg/VukF5MLpGvk/image_thumb8.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="278" /></a></strong></p> <p>Of course, the '60s wardrobes, houses, cars, etc. are fabulously fun to see but I couldn't really enjoy them a whole lot because this kind of focused on the ugly part of the '60s, with racial prejudice and everything. </p> <p><img src="http://prettysouthern.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/zTH-006.jpg" width="420" height="284" /></p> <p>One of my favorite characters was Miss Celia (not pictured). I loved how giddy she was and that she really didn't care about skin color. I do think it was kind of mean of her to try to get back at Miss Hilly, though. </p> <p>As for objectionable content, it is rated PG-13, mostly for language I assume (though there is also some violence, smoking, and—of course—racial prejudice). This bothers me because the swearing is so utterly unnecessary in the film that I have to wonder if they inserted it just for the ratings bump. </p> <p><img src="http://screencrave.frsucrave.netdna-cdn.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/the-help-emma-stone-la-8-21-111.jpg" width="420" height="282" /></p> <p>I love this picture—the glasses the typewriter, everything!</p> <p><img src="http://cdn.aarp.net/content/dam/aarp/entertainment/movies-for-grownups/2011_08/420-viola-davis-the-help.jpg" /></p> <p>Viola Davis was just superb. </p> <p><img src="http://pixel.nymag.com/imgs/daily/vulture/2011/08/15/15_thehelp-1.o.jpg/a_560x375.jpg" width="420" height="285" /></p> <p>I really did like Emma Stone in this. I thought she did a great job; I just hope that this is the first in a series of better career choices (<em>Easy A</em> sounded awful). </p> <p><img src="http://cmsimg.cincinnati.com/apps/pbcsi.dll/bilde?Site=AB&Date=20110812&Category=ENT02&ArtNo=108120309&Ref=AR&MaxW=640&Border=0" width="420" height="275" /></p> <p>Final verdict: Aside from the fact of some language issues and possible racism (still a little confused on that), I did enjoy this film! :)</p> Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-88158196774993028752011-08-29T09:19:00.000-07:002011-08-29T09:19:00.160-07:00Road House (1948)<p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-msSrGEl35e0/TlkW5WSzLII/AAAAAAAADVQ/kaQQL5kCuSs/s1600-h/image39.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-uWcN4FoG6EM/TlkW6Vqm8TI/AAAAAAAADVU/XJL38dYaK10/image_thumb43.png?imgmax=800" width="450" height="351" /></a> Aug. 14, 2011</p> <p>70. <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0040740/" target="_blank"><strong><em>Road House</em></strong> (1948)</a></p> <p>Starring Ida Lupino, Cornel Wilde, Celeste Holm, Richard Widmark <br />Directed by Jean Negulesco <br /> <br />Plot: <em>“A nightclub owner frames a romantic rival for murder.”</em> (from TCMDb)</p> <p>I can’t remember where it was that I saw this clip (shout out if it was you and I’ll credit your blog),  but when I first saw it a month or so ago it made me want to check out this film. Luckily, I was able to get it through our state inter-library loan system, and I’m so glad I did! This film did not disappoint.</p> <p><iframe height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/h1Q71t5D8ko" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen="allowfullscreen"></iframe></p> <p align="center">** THIS REVIEW CONTAINS SPOILERS **</p> <p>I didn't think I liked film noir, but this was really excellent. (Though I guess some would say that it's not technically noir because **BIG SPOILER** it has a happy ending.)</p> <p>Speaking of the end, I kind of wonder what is supposed to have happened after the movie ends. Do they go to Canada? Are they acquitted? <br /> <br /><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-9BnUZ-kOQac/TlkW7YNARvI/AAAAAAAADVY/bOwl2gZxpoI/s1600-h/clip_image0056.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image005" border="0" alt="clip_image005" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-yic-QzWpCys/TlkW8LHp41I/AAAAAAAADVc/75T8KoU1Mvw/clip_image005_thumb6.png?imgmax=800" width="450" height="338" /></a></p> <p>Richard Widmark’s performance is one of the best parts of this film. It’s one I could watch over and over, I think, because he’s just so deliciously villainous in it. He manages to be both amusing and frightening at the same time. </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-rilD80Rc0wo/TlkW9GinY0I/AAAAAAAADVg/P1e88PNKy9o/s1600-h/clip_image0066.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image006" border="0" alt="clip_image006" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Bmh1uSKUD6o/TlkW9-t1d3I/AAAAAAAADVk/SF4Zyhv4PIo/clip_image006_thumb6.png?imgmax=800" width="450" height="338" /></a></p> <p>Cornel Wilde’s role isn’t quite a showy as some of the other players in this, but he does a good job as the strong and steady man.</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-BC6v71RoJx8/TlkW-7UzhlI/AAAAAAAADVo/eCtDSVY94HE/s1600-h/clip_image0028.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image002" border="0" alt="clip_image002" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-S5UKecX2fAk/TlkW_t0nXCI/AAAAAAAADVs/PkRLt-Kf6Zg/clip_image002_thumb9.png?imgmax=800" width="450" height="339" /></a></p> <p>There's something about Ida’s character I didn't like. She's too sassy and sure of herself, and I don’t like how she plays up to Pete. Plus, it is rather hard to believe that their relationship is more than passing infatuation. It was difficult for me to really buy the chemistry between these two. It didn’t hinder my enjoyment of the film, though, because there’s so much more going on than just their relationship. Of course, Ida’s performance is top notch. I did have a hard time believing that her singing really drove that much business to the road house, though!</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-SL71fPerhg0/TlkXAptvzLI/AAAAAAAADVw/EtRUKwHNabM/s1600-h/clip_image0076.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image007" border="0" alt="clip_image007" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-YNtfgnm5LyY/TlkXBYKarwI/AAAAAAAADV0/dcjw3cIxWCw/clip_image007_thumb6.png?imgmax=800" width="450" height="332" /></a></p> <p>I love how <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=twzrXhVDEiM" target="_blank">she totally shuts down</a> Cornel's character when he tries to dump her at the depot. One tough dame. </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-M7lCQC8Pw-o/TlkXDuROdQI/AAAAAAAADV4/Iu6ABiV2uEw/s1600-h/clip_image0096.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image009" border="0" alt="clip_image009" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Li6iq9Ft3Gs/TlkXEQ7yeNI/AAAAAAAADV8/tvH8mQzEte4/clip_image009_thumb6.png?imgmax=800" width="450" height="338" /></a></p> <p>Celeste Holm is great in this as Susie. Even after the man she is kind of interested in falls in love with someone else, she is not vengeful or full of spite. She just does what is right and tries to help the them. She was also not afraid to face Widmark’s character. I did feel a little sorry for her, though, because I think she deserved to end up with Pete (though I know of course that the movie would not have worked out the same that way). </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-SWBKE426hnQ/TlkXFnC-_CI/AAAAAAAADWA/QF6evrSgDD4/s1600-h/clip_image0106.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image010" border="0" alt="clip_image010" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-K1Dw9lEQmD0/TlkXGeoAixI/AAAAAAAADWE/cGkekmajRAU/clip_image010_thumb6.png?imgmax=800" width="450" height="338" /></a> <br /> <br />Ida’s face may not be traditionally beautiful, but it is very captivating. I want to see more of her movies (especially if they are all this good). She's just so unique. I don't really 'love' her yet, but I'm definitely intrigued by her.  </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-EyrxKmQtAXc/TlkXHk468kI/AAAAAAAADWI/jF-i27sKBR8/s1600-h/clip_image0126.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image012" border="0" alt="clip_image012" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-j_6_JtiwpKU/TlkXISzeknI/AAAAAAAADWM/IDwaY_H55P0/clip_image012_thumb6.png?imgmax=800" width="450" height="341" /></a></p> <p>I can’t believe I didn’t get any screencaps with people smoking because there is an insane amount of it in this film. I know most old movies include some cigarette use, but this one seemed like it had an extra lot of it! Ida’s character in particular is rarely seen without a cigarette. </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-g9G0CGkkI2w/TlkXJTsEVjI/AAAAAAAADWQ/y-XcRrI4q94/s1600-h/clip_image0137.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image013" border="0" alt="clip_image013" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Cdtxv1CmZIQ/TlkXKHgLkLI/AAAAAAAADWU/TXPK_4j7ptI/clip_image013_thumb8.png?imgmax=800" width="450" height="336" /></a></p> <p>This film has a great dark, atmospheric feel. </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Ne_-iBaJ_d0/TlkXLWMYpUI/AAAAAAAADWY/qsgsIpwJJ9M/s1600-h/image40.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-7mRA3GgQt5s/TlkXNVZShaI/AAAAAAAADWc/C6Z3d7Nu1Hg/image_thumb44.png?imgmax=800" width="450" height="354" /></a></p> <p>Definitely see this. The performances, cinematography, plot, and dialogue are all really great.</p> <p>Yeah, there are improbabilities and contrivances, but I didn’t really notice any of them during the film. I was too caught up in the plot to care about the details. </p> <p>Oh, and if you have seen this, please recommend any other similar film noirs that you think I would like. I think I may be slowly changing my mind about this genre!</p> Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-8107125219908812272011-08-28T09:04:00.000-07:002011-08-28T09:04:00.238-07:00With a Song in My Heart (1952)<p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-WcWr491-W0w/TlkFv5fi-sI/AAAAAAAADTg/Z4wZQZwLJaw/s1600-h/clip_image0086.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image008" border="0" alt="clip_image008" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-wzgJEaTctp8/TlkFxA14ktI/AAAAAAAADTk/wE9992DM94g/clip_image008_thumb6.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="315" /></a> <br />Aug. 13-14, 2011</p> <p>69. <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0045333/" target="_blank"><em><strong>With a Song in My Heart</strong></em> (1952)</a></p> <p>Starring Susan Hayward, Rory Calhoun, David Wayne, Thelma Ritter, Robert Wagner, Helen Westcott, Una Merkel</p> <p>Directed by Walter Lang</p> <p>Plot **CONTAINS SPOILERS**: <em>“Jane Froman (Susan Hayward), an aspiring songstress, lands a job in radio with help from pianist Don Ross (David Wayne), whom she later marries. Jane's popularity soars, and she leaves on a European tour... but her plane crashes in Lisbon, and she is partially crippled. Unable to walk without crutches, Jane nevertheless goes on to entertain the Allied troops in World War II.”</em> (from IMDb)</p> <p>This film definitely has some good things going for it (which I talk more about below) but I thought the story itself was a bit sad—the plane crash, how her marriage fell apart, etc. Nevertheless, it’s still an interesting true story that combines music, patriotism, and drama. </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-vkNG1UTI60g/TlkFzhjXCBI/AAAAAAAADTo/VyszGu9ZXQo/s1600-h/clip_image0046.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image004" border="0" alt="clip_image004" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-I5kl29L_Rbk/TlkF1JyVsNI/AAAAAAAADTs/2Hpwo1UeRA8/clip_image004_thumb6.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="318" /></a></p> <p>Jane Froman (Hayward) singing radio commercials near the beginning of her career.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/--jOe0OHUh64/TlkF4E8wveI/AAAAAAAADTw/m8LzNPCO1Ec/s1600-h/clip_image0146.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image014" border="0" alt="clip_image014" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-qMYTcBxlphk/TlkF6txxjRI/AAAAAAAADT0/dIGCRH3h36g/clip_image014_thumb6.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="318" /></a> <br /> <br />David Wayne’s character is kind of annoying and fickle, but I think he’s supposed to be.</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-WvYTCzFOLgs/TlkF9xKbFGI/AAAAAAAADT4/4pr1ZMG0lmU/s1600-h/clip_image0196.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image019" border="0" alt="clip_image019" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-BpDLPrOjVkI/TlkF_p0PwsI/AAAAAAAADT8/AM-4KkhkD1I/clip_image019_thumb6.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="317" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0045333/trivia?tr=tr0757791" target="_blank">According to IMDb</a>, Marilyn Monroe later wore this exact same costume (pictured above) in 1956’s <em>Bus Stop</em>. </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-GBZDDIAOQM0/TlkGCiBCWII/AAAAAAAADUA/AVI8X_iUhGg/s1600-h/clip_image0207.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image020" border="0" alt="clip_image020" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-y2hhPVKXlRU/TlkGEcz0JRI/AAAAAAAADUE/cgf4-eRB7TU/clip_image020_thumb8.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="317" /></a></p> <p>Susan Hayward lip-synced to recordings of the real Jane Froman’s singing. That gives the movie an interesting touch because we are listening to the <em>real </em>singer. Speaking of Froman, I'm quite enthralled with her talent. She has such an amazing voice! You can listen to one of her songs—and learn more about her—by going to <a href="http://www.janefroman.com/">her website</a> (it'll play automatically if you have your volume turned on). I can’t believe I’d never heard of her before!</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-YFxKFdhctjI/TlkGGiongwI/AAAAAAAADUI/kRjn6S1qVa4/s1600-h/clip_image0216.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image021" border="0" alt="clip_image021" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Cnq9NHIocrI/TlkGIifQvXI/AAAAAAAADUM/pAPsXi64LFI/clip_image021_thumb6.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="317" /></a></p> <p>Rory Calhoun.</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-4OWhXZqLRVM/TlkGLSaqXWI/AAAAAAAADUQ/HM1etsuIQTM/s1600-h/clip_image0236.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image023" border="0" alt="clip_image023" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-MLUOFQEpn38/TlkGNIgWZ1I/AAAAAAAADUU/gfA0gcXDVsk/clip_image023_thumb6.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="315" /></a></p> <p>The fateful plane journey.</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-cSCLLyLJO3I/TlkGQWBQLxI/AAAAAAAADUY/iJl0NExZwCs/s1600-h/clip_image0276.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image027" border="0" alt="clip_image027" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-qEN3J0sO3xA/TlkGR3sWDDI/AAAAAAAADUc/gxEC8tYeLys/clip_image027_thumb6.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="315" /></a></p> <p>This movie has a lot of songs in it, but I honestly didn’t notice that it was more than usual because they are so good! The <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0045333/soundtrack" target="_blank">soundtrack</a> on this really could not be better. In fact, Alfred Newman won an Oscar for his musical scoring of the film. </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-UQXFt7y5BaU/TlkGU13CpWI/AAAAAAAADUg/lCnYiGcok9Q/s1600-h/clip_image0286.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image028" border="0" alt="clip_image028" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-2NrHLnx2l2M/TlkGXUyVbWI/AAAAAAAADUk/RfD50-ZU-xM/clip_image028_thumb6.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="315" /></a></p> <p>I thought Hayward was great in this film. She really put her whole heart into the role. I’m eager to see more of her movies. For her performance in this film, she was nominated for a Best Actress Oscar.</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-vtpb7rklKEU/TlkGY-UcyqI/AAAAAAAADUo/hHpfyzBQ-6I/s1600-h/image14.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-kW-po3zZd20/TlkGZyIj2JI/AAAAAAAADUs/NVRI_lN3IYY/image_thumb8.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="292" /></a> </p> <p>If for nothing else, I recommend watching this film for Thelma Ritter. This is one of her best roles, in my opinion. She’s terrific! </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-4nZGiHdH5xg/TlkGbVjtiJI/AAAAAAAADUw/uc-QG9rqybg/s1600-h/image20.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-GBG7s_Bbhus/TlkGc4ozndI/AAAAAAAADU0/QC5dh7lfsGY/image_thumb12.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="280" /></a> </p> <p>The Academy nominated Thelma for Best Supporting actress. The film also garnered Oscar nominations in the areas of costume design and sound recording.  </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-njidlofHOCM/TlkGfQ-nhJI/AAAAAAAADU4/1TU1rY9cfEU/s1600-h/image4.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-FSBqnEqvqu4/TlkGguxVScI/AAAAAAAADU8/SfrWJBx9DDk/image_thumb2.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="280" /></a> </p> <p>A very young Robert Wagner appears twice in the film—once as an audience member at one of Jane’s shows (above) and later as a shell-shocked soldier (below). </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-C4hTen2kjhY/TlkGjR_eSZI/AAAAAAAADVA/EwB0e3TWpDg/s1600-h/image9.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-wmC0kkORFRA/TlkGk_wU8wI/AAAAAAAADVE/lk8lWZk1Tq8/image_thumb5.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="280" /></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-03Ez67vwutk/TlkGngcD-_I/AAAAAAAADVI/tgtpJsRD0eI/s1600-h/clip_image0347.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image034" border="0" alt="clip_image034" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-xQORd9V0FZk/TlkGplRfhQI/AAAAAAAADVM/e04ZoPraas8/clip_image034_thumb9.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="315" /></a></p> <p>I definitely recommend watching the extras on this film if you see it on DVD. The movie ends with quite a few things left undecided: what happens to her relationship with Burn, whether she ended up losing her leg, etc. The special features explain the real life story of Jane Froman and how they went about adapting it to screen. It helps to fill in some of the gaps of the film. </p> Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-35142512648592362922011-08-27T08:59:00.000-07:002011-08-27T09:01:33.581-07:00To the Shores of Tripoli (1942)<p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-kkpwgs2aojE/TkwaWMKw5cI/AAAAAAAADRQ/Q_FAtGBWPUE/s1600-h/clip_image019%25255B6%25255D.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image019" border="0" alt="clip_image019" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-t-0Kx0IqJVg/TkwaYD-FpYI/AAAAAAAADRU/EX4icvjtJdA/clip_image019_thumb%25255B6%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="317" /></a> <br />Aug. 13, 2011</p> <p>68. <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0035447/" target="_blank"><strong><em>To the Shores of Tripoli</em></strong> (1942)</a> </p> <p>Starring John Payne, Maureen O'Hara, Randolph Scott, Nancy Kelly, Minor Watson </p> <p>Directed by H. Bruce Humberstone </p> <p><strong>Plot:</strong> <em>“Sergeant Dixie Smith has more raw recruits to turn into Marines, if he can. Among them is cocky casanova Chris Winters, son of an officer, who's just tried to ‘mash’ Mary Carter, a major's niece. Once on base, he finds Mary's a nurse and an off-limits officer. Does this stop him? Of course not. But his attitude problem soon puts him in a position where he must redeem himself, with December 7, 1941 fast approaching.”</em> (from IMDb) </p> <p>This is more a propaganda film than a war film. It deals with the misadventures of a headstrong Marine recruit (John Payne), and most of it takes place on the base. I’m not a big Randolph Scott fan, but surprisingly I don’t hate him in this (what a uniform will do for a man…just kidding!). Mainly I think that’s because it’s pretty easy to empathize with Scott’s character, as Chris Winters (Payne) really is a—pardon the pun—<em>pain</em>. In other words, he’s a jerk. That’s the key problem with the film: the main character is not likeable! I’m not sure what they were trying to do with this movie, perhaps just show how anyone can rise to the call of duty…er, something? </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-RZEpkZvVtMU/TkwabqPzZII/AAAAAAAADRY/Cgf5nVYaqjo/s1600-h/clip_image002%25255B6%25255D.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image002" border="0" alt="clip_image002" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-rIbP_K99s9U/TkwavEOhQpI/AAAAAAAADRc/N_-FWETXajM/clip_image002_thumb%25255B6%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="318" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-wVXIiC1bZ8c/TkwazH61dFI/AAAAAAAADRg/9Ci6OvMQT4I/s1600-h/clip_image003%25255B6%25255D.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image003" border="0" alt="clip_image003" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-qyHWFy5cNj4/TkwbL-DXrRI/AAAAAAAADRk/DmhijyUnEPw/clip_image003_thumb%25255B6%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="318" /></a> <br /> <br /><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/To_the_Shores_of_Tripoli" target="_blank">According to Wikipedia</a>,<em> “The Marines credit the movie as the biggest single recruitment aide in 1942.”</em></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-X3xFin_qTyA/TkwbVuy7Q8I/AAAAAAAADRo/YqvvKH1EMmk/s1600-h/clip_image004%25255B6%25255D.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image004" border="0" alt="clip_image004" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-_H-CWjgZ_Sk/TkwbX1swxdI/AAAAAAAADRs/CD_wMyQ6vec/clip_image004_thumb%25255B6%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="318" /></a></p> <p>Love the tilt of Payne's hat. And look how ramrod straight Scott is standing. I guess that defines his character.</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-cTlqgSPl1vY/TkwbnhEJgEI/AAAAAAAADRw/FFMii_9TRBU/s1600-h/clip_image010%25255B6%25255D.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image010" border="0" alt="clip_image010" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-dqhe4TctvIU/TkwdaxiFxqI/AAAAAAAADR8/sqlEFZHK9Gk/clip_image010_thumb%25255B6%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="317" /></a><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-F9UydUy36MQ/TkwdeRAZM4I/AAAAAAAADSA/RhO47njP3yY/s1600-h/clip_image011%25255B6%25255D.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image011" border="0" alt="clip_image011" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-VmvJ4psTwtA/TkwdhP1XxqI/AAAAAAAADSE/Qp7im1BBRho/clip_image011_thumb%25255B6%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="317" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-v4DZphExmig/TkwfO5TeNuI/AAAAAAAADSI/FY_EDBgyryU/s1600-h/clip_image012%25255B6%25255D.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image012" border="0" alt="clip_image012" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-q8Qc1FvA0_k/TkwlRslLmHI/AAAAAAAADSc/zwSXPE4do3k/clip_image012_thumb%25255B6%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="315" /></a></p> <p>John Payne and Maureen O’Hara also appeared together in <em>Miracle on 34th Street</em>, <em>Sentimental Journey</em>, and <em>Tripoli </em>(not related to this film). </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-22JBZ583xwo/Tk1gNAWVLLI/AAAAAAAADSg/IOLebjxu4No/s1600-h/clip_image0137.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image013" border="0" alt="clip_image013" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-kyWEvtmc9k4/Tk1gPKjt2bI/AAAAAAAADSk/BD_YeIUDHRU/clip_image013_thumb7.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="317" /></a></p> <p>The Technicolor is gorgeous! It really highlights Maureen’s beauty. The film was nominated for an Oscar for Best Color Cinematography.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-MJ6lN3OtLwI/Tk1gS_4t01I/AAAAAAAADSo/ssN4DjXSnRo/s1600-h/clip_image0156.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image015" border="0" alt="clip_image015" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-m1kusCkSpAM/Tk1gUoYKz7I/AAAAAAAADSs/62CIG6GzVaA/clip_image015_thumb6.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="315" /></a></p> <p>This reminds me of <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/097715971X/ref=pd_lpo_k2_dp_sr_3?pf_rd_p=486539851&pf_rd_s=lpo-top-stripe-1&pf_rd_t=201&pf_rd_i=0977159728&pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&pf_rd_r=0QZ048F99VFWQZ2V09JS" target="_blank">Cherry Ames</a>. (Did anyone else ever read <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cherry_Ames" target="_blank">those books</a>? I used to love them!)</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-t4rqOnwq0jI/Tk1gXis3McI/AAAAAAAADSw/zyLFsDwZ0vA/s1600-h/clip_image0186.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image018" border="0" alt="clip_image018" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-0eioFdC6nn0/Tk1gZ9Ji_8I/AAAAAAAADS0/6M0jyZOfRZc/clip_image018_thumb6.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="320" /></a></p> <p>I’m honestly not sure what Maureen’s character saw in Winters. </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Rq4WRMKVl7k/TkwcEL7bEqI/AAAAAAAADR0/0gwoio3DbuU/s1600-h/clip_image021%25255B7%25255D.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image021" border="0" alt="clip_image021" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-KHl5fTBNGtA/Tk1gbgLMzxI/AAAAAAAADS4/VB7_dgrzFHo/clip_image021_thumb7.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="315" /></a></p> <p>August 17 was Maureen’s 91st birthday. Happy birthday and <u>many</u> more to one of Classic Hollywood’s greatest living legends! </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-037lPiPjtzw/TkwcidMhOcI/AAAAAAAADR4/OhFhA66pWXE/s1600-h/clip_image022%25255B6%25255D.png"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="clip_image022" border="0" alt="clip_image022" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-TVmdMbI-8cc/TlkFXIZYNgI/AAAAAAAADTc/JrwX2fRViBQ/clip_image022_thumb6.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="317" /></a> <br />An unfortunate bit of racism. I guess this was supposed to be funny? <br /> <br />The ending was changed because of Pearl Harbor. This film was just over two hours but it felt even longer. Not one I’ll be rushing to see again anytime soon, though I’ve certainly seen worse! </p> Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-49637812852060015102011-08-22T14:36:00.001-07:002011-08-25T06:52:31.042-07:00Thank you for the awards, everyone!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I know it’s been a while since I last posted. I have not fallen off the face of the earth, I’ve just been having a few technical problems. I actually have four reviews I need to post and I’ll work on getting those up as soon as I can figure out why the photos aren’t publishing. <br />
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In the meantime, I have been gifted two very cool awards by a slew of fabulous bloggers. I honestly did not know so many people read and enjoyed my blog. I’m really very grateful! I originally started this space as a way to share my love of classic Hollywood films; I didn’t expect it to account to much. But I have met so many wonderful bloggers throughout the movie-blogging community and have really enjoyed connecting with all of you. So THANK YOU! :)<br />
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Even though most of the people I am giving this award to have already received it, I am still listing them to show my appreciation for their great blogs. Obviously, they don’t have to redo the meme, though! <br />
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RULES <br />
1. Thank and link to the person who nominated you. <br />
2. Share 7 random facts about yourself. <br />
3. Pass the award to 12 of your blogging buddies. <br />
4. Notify the recipients.<br />
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<a href="http://foreverclassics.blogspot.com/2011/08/thank-you-so-much-to-flickchick-from.html" target="_blank">Meredith</a>, <a href="http://dawnschickflicks.blogspot.com/2011/08/thank-you-to-monty-over-at-all-good.html" target="_blank">Dawn</a>, <a href="http://poohtiger-allgoodthings.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-just-got-nominated-for-irresistibly.html" target="_blank">Monty</a>, <a href="http://sophie-waitinonasunnyday.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-irresistibly-sweet-dont-ya-know.html" target="_blank">Sophie</a>, auntmera1942 (no link…), <a href="http://theswingmood.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-blog-is-irrestistibly-sweet.html" target="_blank">Natalie</a>, <a href="http://franklymydear-blog.blogspot.com/2011/08/irresistibly-sweet-award-my-very-first.html" target="_blank">Rianna</a>, and <a href="http://bettesmovieblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/irresistibly-sweet-blog-award.html" target="_blank">Bette</a> nominated me with the <i>Irresistibly Sweet Blog Award. </i>Needless to say, I feel very flattered!<br />
<ol><li>I am a Catholic and I love God and my faith very much. <br />
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<li>I grew up watching old films, but I just started exploring them myself in the spring of 2010. <br />
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<li>With few exceptions, I generally prefer happy endings. :) <br />
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<li>One of the many reasons I love old movies is because of the great costumes (thus the title of this blog, I guess. Actually I just couldn't think of a better name. But don't tell anyone). <br />
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<li>My favorite decade is probably the 1940s, with perhaps the Edwardian period (1910s) or 1950s as a runner up. <br />
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<li>I have a major sweet tooth! <br />
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<li>[Not really a random fact but I couldn’t think of any more!] I just added an <a href="http://fedorasandhighheels.blogspot.com/p/about.html" target="_blank">“About” page</a> on my blog and it includes some of these facts (just so you know I’m not being unintentionally repetitive!)</li>
</ol>I am giving this award to:<br />
<ol><li>Amanda at <a href="http://noodleinahaystack.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">A Noodle in a Haystack</a>: Amanda’s a great writer and deep thinker. Plus, she loves Debbie Reynolds and Ginger Rogers!</li>
<li>Katie and Hilary at <a href="http://www.thescarlettolive.com/?p=617" target="_blank">The Scarlett Olive</a>: This is actually the blog for these two friend’s classic movie podcast. Be sure to listen!</li>
<li>Sally at <a href="http://flyingdowntohollywood.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Flying Down to Hollywood</a>: I love Sally’s quote guessing game, though I have yet to get one right! </li>
<li>Sophie at <a href="http://sophie-waitinonasunnyday.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Waitin’ On a Sunny Day</a>: Sophie is a sweet soul and her reviews are bubbling with fun and personality. She loves Greer Garson, how could you <i>not</i> like her?</li>
<li>Clara at <a href="http://via-51.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Via Margutta 51</a>: You can really tell Clara puts a lot of time into her blog. She has a bunch of unique features and informative content that make her blog a fun place to visit.</li>
<li>MC at <a href="http://happythoughtsdarling.wordpress.com/" target="_blank">Happy Thoughts, Darling</a>: MC hasn’t blogged in a while but I loved it when she did!</li>
<li>Laura at <a href="http://laurasmiscmusings.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Laura’s Miscellaneous Musings</a>: A faithful blogger who often highlights obscure titles. Her weekly link round-ups are great, too. </li>
<li><a href="http://writingsofaclassicfilmfan.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">The Life, Times and Thoughts of a Classic Film Fan</a>: Another one that hasn’t posted recently. There is still some great stuff on the blog, though—like the <a href="http://writingsofaclassicfilmfan.blogspot.com/search/label/Don't%20say%20this%20to%20classic%20filmfans" target="_blank">Things to Never Say to a Classic Film Fan posts.</a> </li>
<li>Bette at <a href="http://bettesmovieblog.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Bette’s Classic Movie Blog</a>: Bette’s only 13 but knows a ton about classic film, is very smart, plays the ukulele, acts, and who-knows-what-else. She’s one talented girl!</li>
<li>Ginny at <a href="http://oldmoviesnostalgia.com/" target="_blank">Old Movie Nostalgia</a>: I’m fairly new to this blog but I love what I’ve read so far. Ginny has a great writing style and does some fun posts (like highlighting what actors came from a certain state). Recently, she did a <a href="http://oldmoviesnostalgia.com/3766/road-house-the-ida-lupino-blogathon/" target="_blank">great review</a> of <i>Road House</i> which I just watched and loved (and will be posting about soon!).</li>
<li>Jennifer at <a href="http://cometoverhollywood.com/" target="_blank">Comet Over Hollywood</a>: Jennifer is insightful, down-to-earth, and insanely knowledgeable about old movies. Her content is always original and interesting. I also love her classic actress beauty tips!</li>
<li>Lindsay at <a href="http://angelnumber25.wordpress.com/" target="_blank">Lindsay’s Movie Musings</a>: Another one that is new-ish to me. She did a <a href="http://angelnumber25.wordpress.com/2011/08/09/why-do-people-not-watch-old-movies-anymore/" target="_blank">great post</a> reflecting on why the general public doesn’t watch many old movies.</li>
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<a href="http://via-51.blogspot.com/2011/08/irresistibly-sweet-liebster-blog-awards.html" target="_blank">Clara</a>, <a href="http://noodleinahaystack.blogspot.com/2011/08/they-give-awards-for-random-prattle.html" target="_blank">Amanda</a>, <a href="http://theswingmood.blogspot.com/2011/08/liebster-blog-award-favorite.html" target="_blank">Natalie</a>, <a href="http://thesilverscreenaffair.blogspot.com/2011/08/two-is-better-than-one.html" target="_blank">Emily</a>, and <a href="http://sophie-waitinonasunnyday.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-received-liebster-blog-award-twice.html" target="_blank">Sophie</a>, very kindly awarded me the <i>Liebster Blog Award</i>, which honors blogs with less than 300 followers. <br />
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I am passing on this award to:<br />
<ol><li>Monty at <a href="http://poohtiger-allgoodthings.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">All Good Things</a>: I just loved Monty’s recent classic actress and actor tournaments. What a great idea! They were a lot of fun to vote in. </li>
<li>Millie at <a href="http://classicforever.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">ClassicForever</a>: Even if you don’t like Alfred Hitchcock or ‘60s surfer movies, you’re sure to be amused by Millie’s wit and unique style.</li>
<li>Casey at <a href="http://caseykoester.wordpress.com/" target="_blank">Noir Girl</a>: Casey posts about movies, sewing, fashion, books, and old Hollywood. I loved the <a href="http://caseykoester.wordpress.com/2011/07/22/an-interview-with-patricia-hammond-part-1/" target="_blank">recent interview</a> she did with Patricia Hammond. </li>
</ol>If I didn’t pick you, don’t feel bad. I could’ve a) not known about your blog, or b) just forgot about it while posting this! Feel free to tag the award even if you weren’t mentioned. <br />
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Whew! That was kind of exhausting! :)<br />
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Thanks again, everybody!</div>Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-68019128967270176722011-08-05T17:41:00.000-07:002011-08-05T19:15:56.066-07:00Loving Lucy: Miss Grant Takes Richmond (1949)<p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-p4AtQQ9GWAc/TjyfBp3sWtI/AAAAAAAADOc/lT7ko_O1lec/s1600-h/mgtr0-tile%25255B6%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: 0px" title="mgtr0-tile" border="0" alt="mgtr0-tile" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-G73oOQfzkFQ/TjyfHcXO48I/AAAAAAAADOg/wnia0jc4p4o/mgtr0-tile_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="440" height="515"></a><br>Aug. 5, 2011 <p>67. <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0041652/" target="_blank"><strong><em>Miss Grant Takes Richmond</em></strong> (1949)</a> <p>Starring Lucille Ball, William Holden, Janis Carter, James Gleason, Gloria Henry, Frank McHugh <p>Directed by Lloyd Bacon <p>Plot: <em>"A bookie uses a phony real estate business as a front for his betting parlor. To further keep up the sham, he hires dim-witted Ellen Grant as his secretary figuring she won't suspect any criminal goings-on. When Ellen learns of some friends who are about to lose their homes, she unwittingly drafts her boss into developing a new low-cost housing development.”</em> (from IMDb)</p> <p align="left">Since I haven’t seen many of Lucille Ball’s films, in honor of <a href="http://trueclassics.wordpress.com/2011/06/02/blogging-for-lucy/" target="_blank">her 100th birthday blogathon</a> I decided to view one of them. I honestly was not expecting much from this movie and it was about what I thought it would be. Not a bad way to pass the time, but not a profound cinematic achievement either. </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-6sMitz-ByTw/TjyfIAF91-I/AAAAAAAADOk/rRe10qF8jKY/s1600-h/charles%252520lane%25255B6%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="charles lane" border="0" alt="charles lane" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-bQggJtaF6iE/TjyfJAKWAqI/AAAAAAAADOo/9SUOC3DW_sM/charles%252520lane_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="188"></a> </p> <p align="center">Dependable character actor Charles Lane has a small role near the beginning of this movie.<em> I Love Lucy</em> fans will recognize him from several episodes of the show: “Staten Island Ferry” (1956), “The Business Manager” (1954), “Lucy Tells the Truth” (1953), and “Lucy Goes to the Hospital” (1953).</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-PMAs64I0mFA/TjyfKU_FIZI/AAAAAAAADOs/CyxvsZEkOB0/s1600-h/mgtr5%25255B6%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="mgtr5" border="0" alt="mgtr5" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Wyf7_DUd2m4/Tjyfs0zoiCI/AAAAAAAADOw/YHNkBlINEXQ/mgtr5_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="256" height="205"></a> <br>Another actor in this that would later appear in <em>I Love Lucy</em> was Will Wright, who showed up in two episodes: "Tennessee Bound” (1955), and "The Handcuffs” (1952). </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://www.demonoid.me/files/details/2643838/0017045651472/" target="_blank"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="MissGrantTakesRichmond1949LucilleBallWilliamHoldenTVRip-TCM00265422-16-55" border="0" alt="MissGrantTakesRichmond1949LucilleBallWilliamHoldenTVRip-TCM00265422-16-55" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-aiRXnv398hU/TjygDB6fbNI/AAAAAAAADPk/2gWk4JG7Bt0/MissGrantTakesRichmond1949LucilleBallWilliamHoldenTVRip-TCM00265422-16-55%25255B5%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" height="297"></a> <br>Lucy looks gorgeous in this film. Costumes were designed by Jean Louis.</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://www.demonoid.me/files/details/2643838/0017045651472/" target="_blank"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="MissGrantTakesRichmond1949LucilleBallWilliamHoldenTVRip-TCM05594822-17-41" border="0" alt="MissGrantTakesRichmond1949LucilleBallWilliamHoldenTVRip-TCM05594822-17-41" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-vBNEF85NhDQ/TjyheXs6-DI/AAAAAAAADPo/BCFlqPrbJ4s/MissGrantTakesRichmond1949LucilleBallWilliamHoldenTVRip-TCM05594822-17-41%25255B5%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" height="297"></a> </p> <p align="center">Together with Holden, James Gleason and Frank McHugh make up the trio of bookies.</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://www.demonoid.me/files/details/2643838/0017045651472/" target="_blank"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="MissGrantTakesRichmond1949LucilleBallWilliamHoldenTVRip-TCM09559422-19-06" border="0" alt="MissGrantTakesRichmond1949LucilleBallWilliamHoldenTVRip-TCM09559422-19-06" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-16JyUzjAiT0/Tjyhn31YHnI/AAAAAAAADPs/tbEByXFOSUY/MissGrantTakesRichmond1949LucilleBallWilliamHoldenTVRip-TCM09559422-19-06%25255B5%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" height="297"></a> <br><br>When this film was made, William Holden had not yet reached the height of his fame, which would be launched by his success the following year in <em>Sunset Blvd.</em> I found his character in this film a bit too cynical to be a sympathetic leading man for this type of light comedy. In fact, I actually thought Ellen’s (Ball’s) boyfriend was a lot nicer than the bookie character played by Holden. He <em>is</em> very handsome, and though comedy may not be Holden’s forte, there are glimmers of the dry wit and unmistakable voice that helped make him a star. </p> <p align="center">William Holden would later star in a very famous episode of <em>I Love Lucy</em>. Here is a clip from part of that show: </p> <p align="center"><iframe height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ekic-DXMCZI" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen></iframe></p> <p align="center"> You can also watch Lucy <a href="<iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ekic-DXMCZI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>" target="_blank">light her nose on fire</a> and <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AWWj3-qOR1s&feature=related" target="_blank">throw a pie at Holden</a>.</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://www.demonoid.me/files/details/2643838/0017045651472/" target="_blank"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="MissGrantTakesRichmond1949LucilleBallWilliamHoldenTVRip-TCM10193322-19-42" border="0" alt="MissGrantTakesRichmond1949LucilleBallWilliamHoldenTVRip-TCM10193322-19-42" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-3PH63ih2Nik/Tjyh-6CSsnI/AAAAAAAADPw/s_8RYkvfywA/MissGrantTakesRichmond1949LucilleBallWilliamHoldenTVRip-TCM10193322-19-42%25255B5%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" height="297"></a> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0041652/trivia" target="_blank">According to IMDb</a>: <em>“Rita Hayworth was going to star in this movie, but Hayworth requested script revisions, and went on suspension to avoid making it.” </em>I can’t say I really blame her. The material is just not that good. </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://www.demonoid.me/files/details/2643838/0017045651472/" target="_blank"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="MissGrantTakesRichmond1949LucilleBallWilliamHoldenTVRip-TCM12192122-20-03" border="0" alt="MissGrantTakesRichmond1949LucilleBallWilliamHoldenTVRip-TCM12192122-20-03" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Q_SFv5ttf8A/Tjyf6LfKcdI/AAAAAAAADP0/Jm7pOIifpFA/MissGrantTakesRichmond1949LucilleBallWilliamHoldenTVRip-TCM12192122-20-03%25255B5%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" height="297"></a> </p> <p align="center">One of the best parts of the film was near the end when Lucy’s character pretends to be tough-talking gangster. It reminds me of the kind of comedy she would later come to embody as Lucy Ricardo.</p> <p align="center">Though the film as a whole is rather unremarkable, it is interesting to watch these promising stars at this point in their careers. A solid B picture, it’s not a great movie, but it is worth watching if one is interested in Ball’s career pre-<em>I Love Lucy.</em></p> <p align="center">{<a href="http://heckyeahlucilleballilovelucy.tumblr.com/tagged/Miss_Grant_Takes_Richmond" target="_blank">Here</a> are more photos and some behind-the-scenes pictures from this film.}</p> <p align="center">_________________________________________________________________</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-dHvonGzaKLU/Tjyf6yHJwxI/AAAAAAAADPA/xm8_K_wJNuI/s1600-h/i%252520love%252520lucy%25255B19%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="i love lucy" border="0" alt="i love lucy" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-klQiTMa8BKI/TjygZIYuOJI/AAAAAAAADPI/E2ItpqPXT5w/i%252520love%252520lucy_thumb%25255B17%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="280" height="140"></a><br> This is post is my humble contribution to the <strong><a href="http://trueclassics.wordpress.com/2011/06/02/blogging-for-lucy/" target="_blank">Loving Lucy Blogathon</a></strong>, hosted by <a href="http://trueclassics.wordpress.com/2011/06/02/blogging-for-lucy/" target="_blank">True Classics</a>. </p> Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-58772850500791113242011-08-03T08:46:00.001-07:002011-09-29T19:32:10.434-07:00Send Me No Flowers (1964)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-1NvXsBd3bM8/TjltImm2KtI/AAAAAAAADNo/5dpDz-z62Jw/s1600-h/image%25255B28%25255D.png"><img alt="image" border="0" height="235" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-zqYhmzcKEak/TjltKTF-NnI/AAAAAAAADNs/xELjjBlN2dY/image_thumb%25255B30%25255D.png?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline;" title="image" width="440" /></a><br />
July 31, 2011<br />
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66. <b><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0058571/" target="_blank"><i>Send Me No Flowers</i> (1964)</a></b><br />
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Starring Rock Hudson, Doris Day, Tony Randall, Paul Lynde, Hal March<br />
Directed by Norman Jewison<br />
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Plot: <i>"A hypochondriac thinks he's dying this time, and makes plans for his wife which she discovers and misunderstands." </i>(from IMDb)<br />
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Yes, <a href="http://fedorasandhighheels.blogspot.com/2011/08/thrill-of-it-all-1963.html" target="_blank">another movie by Norman Jewison starring Doris Day</a>. I liked this one a whole lot better, though. Doris and Rock are so great together (major understatement) and I like the fact that they are already married because it mixes up the usual plot of their previous two movies (<i><a href="http://fedorasandhighheels.blogspot.com/2011/01/short-review-pillow-talk-1959.html" target="_blank">Pillow Talk</a></i> and <i>Lover Come Back</i>). Plus, somehow it feels fresher for this film to take place in suburbia instead of the city like the previous two.<br />
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I'm kind of a hypochondriac myself (though not really in the way Rock's character is) so I thought that part of the story was very humorous.<br />
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This movie is <b>really</b> funny! I always find Tony Randall to be so hilarious, and he has some great lines in this film. I never realized just how good Hudson is at comedy. I can't help comparing him to James Garner since I <a href="http://fedorasandhighheels.blogspot.com/2011/08/thrill-of-it-all-1963.html" target="_blank">just watched <i>The Thrill of It All</i></a>, and with all due respect to Mr. Garner, Rock really knows how to make this kind of film work.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Paul Lynde also makes an appearance as a man who sells grave plots...and perhaps enjoys his work a little <i>too</i> much.</td></tr>
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I was really enjoying this film until 'it' happened. You know, that almost inevitable factor of so many romantic comedies, when due to some misunderstanding or confused motive the couple becomes furious at one another and break-up. They then proceed to go through all kinds of hoops and levels of anger and revenge before ultimately getting back together before the credits roll. No matter how big the accusation or problem was, all is forgiven and everyone is happy. Maybe it's just that I don't like confrontation, but I find this plot device to be really tiresome. Especially when it's in SO many movies. Can't there be another cause of friction other than the relationship? It's just so predictable. I wish they could've done something fresher with the second half of the film.<br />
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Criticism aside, I still did really enjoy this and would watch it again in an instant. It's the kind of movie that is just wonderful escapism—an instant pick-me-up. If you love Doris and Rock in their previous pairings, don't skip this one!<br />
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July 29, 2011<br />
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65. <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0057581/" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" target="_blank">The Thrill of It All (1963)</a><br />
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Starring Doris Day, James Garner, Arlene Francis, Edward Andrews<br />
Directed by Norman Jewison <br />
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Plot: <em>"A doctor tries to cope with his wife's newfound stardom as an advertising pitch woman."</em> (from TCMDb) <br />
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This movie is really silly, and it wasn’t one of my favorites, but I will concede that it’s quite amusing. <br />
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Doris Day is fun as usual and her Jean Louis wardrobe alone is worth viewing the movie for (thus so many screen caps of what she’s wearing!). There were some fun cameos in this and lots of familiar character actors—Zasu Pitts (pictured above), Carl Reiner (who also was one of the writers of the screenplay), Reginald Owen (he was hilarious as Old Tom Fraleigh), Alice Pearce (also in <em>Bewitched</em>), Bernie Kopell (<em>Get Smart!</em>) and Hayden Rourke (<em>I Dream of Jeannie</em>) among others. <br />
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This isn't bad entertainment, but it lacks a certain sparkle...or something. I can't quite put my finger on just what.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><u>Content advisory:</u> A<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri;"> bit of crass humor and some mild language. Both unwarranted and unnecessary, though minor.</span></span><br />
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Doris modeling more flawless ‘60s fashion.<br />
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The kids in this were kind of funny when they weren’t being annoying. :) You may recognize the little girl from her role as Gretel in <em><a href="http://fedorasandhighheels.blogspot.com/2011/06/12-reasons-i-love-sound-of-music-1965_5526.html" target="_blank">The Sound of Music</a></em>. She was adorable!<br />
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The film’s humor poked at the advertising world was quite funny. I also love Doris’ outfit here (and the set!). <br />
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One of Beverly’s few hobbies is canning their own ketchup. The moment where her husband (James Garner) finds her and Mike (Elliot Reid) in the basement is probably one of the funnier moments. Garner’s line delivery is just so perfect. Other than that scene, though, I found Garner rather hit-and-miss with the comedy. It wasn’t awful, but it makes me appreciate what Rock Hudson did. It’s not easy to carry off this type of comedy and make it work!<br />
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Arlene Francis is a woman who has finally conceived and she and her husband are elated. (Don’t worry, I’m really not giving much away because this is revealed about one minute into the film—even before the opening credits roll.) It’s a little hard to accept that Francis (56 at the film’s release) is young enough to even have a baby, though! Edward Andrews as Francis’ husband was was way too over the top in this, especially near the end.<br />
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One thing I really did not get about this movie was why Gerald (Garner) went to such lengths to make his wife jealous. There was this big plot buildup and then it went absolutely nowhere. I’m still puzzled about that.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">…and CUT! </div></div>Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-19999200399647605832011-07-26T17:21:00.001-07:002011-07-26T17:29:34.772-07:00The Roaring Twenties (1939)<p><a href="http://tosland.tumblr.com/post/6037451160" target="_blank"><img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm2d1bhCUw1qf7z18o1_500.jpg" width="450" height="365"></a>July 26, 2011</p> <p>64. <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0031867/"><strong><em>The Roaring Twenties</em></strong> (1939)</a> <p>Starring James Cagney, Priscilla Lane, Humphrey Bogart, Gladys George, Jeffrey Lynn, Frank McHugh, Paul Kelly <p>Directed by Raoul Walsh <p>Plot: <em>"Three men attempt to make a living in Prohibitionist America after returning home from fighting together in World War I."</em> (from IMDb) <p>I thought the acting and story were great in this. Everything, really, just made for a topnotch and very engaging production. I can't say that gangster flicks are really my thing, but I enjoy watching Bogart and Cagney. Besides them, I thought Gladys George was exceptional; she was a very expressive actor who was able to convey a great deal of feeling without saying too much. As Panama Smith, she was perfect for the part and rather underrated in general, I think. I also liked the newsreel format of the film. It is a good way to weave the different years together and illustrate the time period. I'm not usually one for sad endings, but this one just works; it’s hard to imagine any other way to conclude it. <p>I can't really say that this is a film that I'll watch a lot, because it is kind of depressing, but there is no doubt that it is Warner Brothers at its best—and definitely worth a viewing. <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-uvR5X3_AxQQ/Ti9Z8uZwgJI/AAAAAAAADJk/QvhS65khHWs/s1600-h/image%25255B6%25255D.png"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-KQMlBtORzWQ/Ti9Z94DSHWI/AAAAAAAADJo/nYeZ_Wx5kuE/image_thumb%25255B7%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="450" height="332"></a></p> <p align="center"> I really love the intro credits—the font and how it shimmers a bit against the skyscape. </p> <p><a href="http://mandy-rascal.tumblr.com/post/7742230435" target="_blank"><img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_loi740qql01qbu1qvo1_500.gif" width="450" height="280"></a></p> <p align="center">Cagney plays Eddie, a basically good guy who is driven to crime by some bad breaks.</p> <p><a href="http://clubmyrtlemae.tumblr.com/post/6581821309/the-hat-the-gloves-the-polka-dots-gladys-george" target="_blank"><img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmvgyvJjad1qggw7eo1_500.jpg" width="450" height="363"></a></p> <p><a href="http://bellecs.tumblr.com/post/5968088719/maybe-panama-was-right-you-and-me-dont-play-in" target="_blank"><img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llytbsCLQC1qakh43o1_500.gif" width="450" height="254"></a></p> <p align="center">I never noticed before how Cagney does that thing with his lip. He does it quite a few times in this.</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://charvelle.tumblr.com/post/6780146890/i-do-alright-any-time-any-place" target="_blank"><img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln6bae9CyT1qawyc7o1_500.gif" width="450" height="241"></a><em><br>“I do alright, any time, any place.”</em></p> <p align="center">Quintessential baddie Bogart, before he hit it big with stardom. I have to say he does make a great bad guy, and adds a lot to the movie.</p> <p><a href="http://backofthebookshelf.tumblr.com/post/3939439272/humphrey-bogart-and-james-cagney-are-kind-of" target="_blank"><img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li8j12cCPT1qgxfi2o1_500.png" width="450" height="304"></a></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://bellecs.tumblr.com/post/5927172330" target="_blank"><img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llw09lj72c1qakh43o1_500.png" width="450" height="133"></a><br><font color="#000000" size="1">**Please note that not all the pictures and graphics in this post are mine. Click on respective images for source. No copyright or creative infringement is intended. If you feel I have used an image contrary to the author's wishes, please let me know and I will promptly remove it.**</font></p> Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-4656105523144344582011-07-24T13:09:00.001-07:002011-07-24T13:21:32.157-07:00College (1927)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.silentfilmstillarchive.com/stills/college031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="296" src="http://www.silentfilmstillarchive.com/stills/college031.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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63. <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0017765/"><b><i>College </i></b>(1927)</a><br />
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Starring Buster Keaton, Anne Cornwall, Harold Goodwin<br />
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Plot: <i>"To reconcile with his girlfriend, a bookish college student tries to become an athlete."</i> (from IMDb)<br />
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I'd only seen ONE silent movie prior to this (Chaplin's <i>City Lights</i>) and this was my first Buster Keaton film. It was amusing enough, I guess, but I can't say that I really loved it. While there are some funny parts, it wasn’t one I would be dying to see again.<br />
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I read a <a href="http://www.screensavour.net/2010/03/college-1927.html">few</a> <a href="http://oldschoolreviews.com/rev_20/college.htm">online</a> reviews of this and most seemed to agree that it was a mediocre, though not entirely awful, effort—kind of Keaton on auto-pilot. So maybe I should give some of his more popular films a chance.<br />
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There is also a bit of blackface (pictured above) in this that is uncomfortable to watch.<br />
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I wasn't crazy about the musical accompaniment on the DVD I watched; at times I felt like it detracted from the picture.<br />
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I thought the very end was rather odd. I think it was meant to be humorous…? Or perhaps it was making a social statement. I'm not sure. </div>Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-12250084816782387352011-07-23T17:45:00.001-07:002011-07-23T17:52:27.731-07:00Dodge City (1939)<p><a href="http://likeadoll.tumblr.com/post/3024359841"><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfuya5ShqZ1qb5cy3o1_500.jpg" width="410" height="305"></a><br>July 7, 2011 <p>62. <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0031235/"><strong><em>Dodge City</em></strong> (1939)</a> <p>Starring Errol Flynn, Olivia de Havilland, Ann Sheridan, Bruce Cabot, Frank McHugh, Alan Hale, John Litel, Henry Travers <p>Directed by Michael Curtiz <p>Plot:<em> "A soldier of fortune takes on the corrupt boss of a Western town."</em> (from TCMDb) <p>I'm not huge on Westerns, but I decided to watch this one for Olivia and Errol. I also like Ann Sheridan a lot, but this is definitely not her best role, as she gets very little screen time. Too be honest, this film confused me a little. That could be because I was only half paying attention, and because the cattle chases and all that caused me to lose some interest. I think I got the basic plot, though: Errol is the good guy; Alan Hale is his comic-relief sidekick (who gets a little annoying after a while); Olivia is Errol's feisty love interest; William Lundigan (in a role <em>very</em> different than <a href="http://fedorasandhighheels.blogspot.com/2011/07/id-climb-highest-mountain-1951.html">the one I last saw him in</a>!) is Olivia's rowdy brother; Bruce Cabot is the lawless bad guy; Ann Sheridan is the saloon girl; Frank McHugh is Olivia's uncle. <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-X2mjARpcyPc/Titqb9HYxxI/AAAAAAAADI8/p2DhTx5hGIE/s1600-h/image%25255B10%25255D.png"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-mVXesAGfNgs/TitqhaX-zEI/AAAAAAAADJA/sqAjOPZb2vI/image_thumb%25255B5%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="339" height="191"></a> <p>Olivia and Errol are wonderful together, as usual. Like most of their pairings, they start out with an intense dislike of each other. [Of course we don’t really buy it, because we <strong>know</strong> they’ll eventually get together. But the sparks are still fun to watch.] Then they argue, and suddenly they are out on a date together (if you can call riding horses at sunset a date). I actually rewound to see if I missed something because I wasn't sure how they went from this (bickering) … <p><a href="http://fuckyeahjohnford.tumblr.com/post/7815683681/olivia-de-havilland-and-errol-flynn-in-dodge-city"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ktJjUMw1Z5Y/Titqmfm-nII/AAAAAAAADJE/ZRII0wYl2Dg/image%25255B27%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="339" height="696"></a> <p>…to <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QIWfpdtfX24">this</a>. <p><a href="http://putmeinyourpocketmike.tumblr.com/post/7653559327"><img style="display: inline" title="tumblr_lodsz2V2Np1qjkayko1_500" alt="tumblr_lodsz2V2Np1qjkayko1_500" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-29vwrS8wnlA/TitqoWdgCAI/AAAAAAAADJI/HfC9c6r0ccc/tumblr_lodsz2V2Np1qjkayko1_500%25255B4%25255D.gif?imgmax=800" width="339" height="252"></a> <p>I still wonder if I missed something? Ah, well, we knew it was bound to happen anyway. Never mind <em>how </em>we got there. <p>Despite the fact that most of the photos in this post include Errol and Olivia, they really don’t have <em>that</em> many scenes together. (It was hard to find photos of other things in the film, and I forgot to get screencaps. You can click on each image for the source.) <p><a href="http://media.kickstatic.com/kickapps/images/66470/photos/PHOTO_10318131_66470_18660554_ap.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-4DwkN-i5c7E/TitqpdRtqTI/AAAAAAAADJM/6DksthyQbrU/image%25255B5%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="339" height="226"></a> <p>There are certainly <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F2GIirKPy6g">bar room brawls</a>, stampedes, and gun fights aplenty. But I don’t really go for that. One of my favorite part of the movie is probably when Olivia trips Errol. Really! It's a very funny moment that is delightfully and playfully acted. Okay, okay…maybe Frank McHugh's laugh is the best part of the movie. (Seriously, has anyone ever noticed how hilarious his laugh is? It's like a very light, quiet 'hehehehee'. I don't know why but it just strikes me as really funny. :D) <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-mjkbyPC53eU/Titqq1ZC8FI/AAAAAAAADJQ/JOraDTQdZsA/s1600-h/image%25255B19%25255D.png"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-8_X6NRP2Fe0/TitqzLBDvnI/AAAAAAAADJU/svgy_uWSD44/image_thumb%25255B15%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="314" height="247"></a> <p>In conclusion, if you like classic westerns, stunning Technicolor, Olivia + Errol, or just want to hear what Frank McHugh's laugh sounds like, you'll probably want to check this out. <a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-dvUybCDiL04/Titq5WpZR2I/AAAAAAAADJY/BO7JY5hD784/s1600-h/tumblr_lht1z3BOXH1qg1naao1_500%25255B6%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="tumblr_lht1z3BOXH1qg1naao1_500" border="0" alt="tumblr_lht1z3BOXH1qg1naao1_500" align="right" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-7xG8oS7T7To/TitrFdMfqwI/AAAAAAAADJc/8MC56yrVjoA/tumblr_lht1z3BOXH1qg1naao1_500_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="192" height="234"></a> <p> <p></p> <p><strong>P.S.</strong> On Monday I did a guest post on <a href="http://sophie-waitinonasunnyday.blogspot.com/">Sophie’s blog</a> where I shared my six favorite Ginger Rogers films. </p> <p>You can check it out <a href="http://sophie-waitinonasunnyday.blogspot.com/2011/07/box-set-monday-4-ginger-rogers-special.html"><strong>HERE.</strong></a></p> <p>[Also, be sure to visit some of Sophie’s other posts and subscribe to her site. She has a great blog!]</p> Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-64312778163070826172011-07-16T15:00:00.001-07:002011-07-16T15:03:32.167-07:00Happy Birthday to Ginger Rogers and Barbara Stanwyck!<a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-QWIGH7ZXVVU/TiIJnBNWkrI/AAAAAAAADD0/lYokiYZzfvg/s1600-h/ginger%252520and%252520babs%25255B6%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: 0px" title=" A top knot of multi-colored pastel flowers is perched atop Ginger Rogers' peaked black lace straw hat designed by Lily Dache. A wisp of veil covers the entire hat." border="0" alt=" A top knot of multi-colored pastel flowers is perched atop Ginger Rogers' peaked black lace straw hat designed by Lily Dache. A wisp of veil covers the entire hat." src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-NnhULAzAPsA/TiIJn9T5oyI/AAAAAAAADD4/G0Gptd27LZs/ginger%252520and%252520babs_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="430" height="333"></a> <p>Today marks the anniversary of the births of two fabulous stars from the Golden Age of Hollywood—Ginger Rogers and Barbara Stanwyck.</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-MvziUYXm3dg/TiIJor9AGBI/AAAAAAAADD8/9M9I9gLlung/s1600-h/tumblr_lixhs3Vddx1qepln6o1_500%25255B6%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="tumblr_lixhs3Vddx1qepln6o1_500" border="0" alt="tumblr_lixhs3Vddx1qepln6o1_500" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-6FnQAEfNpxs/TiIJ-bAsJNI/AAAAAAAADEA/JmS8gMjuiSo/tumblr_lixhs3Vddx1qepln6o1_500_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="440" height="327"></a> <font size="1">Ginger cutting her birthday cake?</font></p> <p>Ginger’s birthday this year is extra special because it would have been her 100th! </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-1ky8xAMm4jk/TiIKAOy5ixI/AAAAAAAADEE/rXKbniqNRn4/s1600-h/barbara%25255B7%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="barbara" border="0" alt="barbara" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-6ruOcyqjcMo/TiIKBiUTc7I/AAAAAAAADEI/JnGLYx4wAR0/barbara_thumb%25255B5%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="480" height="480"></a> </p> <p align="center"><strong>~ Barbara Stanwyck Quotes ~</strong></p> <p align="left"><em>“My only problem is finding a way to play my fortieth fallen female in a different way from my thirty-ninth.”</em></p> <p align="left"><em>"I`m a tough old broad from Brooklyn. I intend to go on acting until I`m ninety and they won`t need to paste my face with make-up."</em></p> <p><em>“Egotism - usually just a case of mistaken nonentity.”</em> <p><em>“Career is too pompous a word. It was a job and I have always felt privileged to be paid for doing what I love doing.”</em> <p><em>“Attention embarrasses me. I don't like to be on display.”</em> <p><em>“I want to go on until they have to shoot me.”</em> <p><em><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Gl1TyqzfqFw/TiIKClNKs_I/AAAAAAAADEM/i-2e0nwjL0k/s1600-h/ginger%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="ginger" border="0" alt="ginger" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/--2CHIcAPajY/TiIKDl1EC4I/AAAAAAAADEQ/vMXquqBVPqE/ginger_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="480" height="474"></a> </em> <p align="center"><strong>~ Ginger Rogers Quotes ~</strong></p> <p><em><small><font size="2">I`m most grateful to have had that joyous time in motion pictures. It really was a Golden Age of Hollywood. Pictures were talking, they were singing, they were coloring. It was beginning to blossom out: bud and blossom were both present.</font></small></em> <p><em>"They're not going to get my money to see the junk that's made today." </em>(1983) <p><em>"The only way to enjoy anything in this life is to earn it first." </em> <p>(on being asked in 1943 what a girl needs to be a movie star) <em>“Intelligence, adaptability and talent. And by talent I mean the capacity for hard work. Lots of girls come here with little but good looks. Beauty is a valuable asset, but it is not the whole cheese.”</em> <p><em>“I believe in living each day as it comes, to the best of my ability. When it's done, I put it away, remembering that there will be a tomorrow to take it's place. If I have any philosophy, that's it. To me it's not a fatalistic attitude.”</em> <p><em>"When you're happy, you don't count the years." </em> <p><em><small><font size="2">“Perhaps I’m old-fashioned, but black and white films still hold an affectionate place in my heart; they have an incomparable mystique and mood. Believe me, the technique and expertise for achieving these effects were almost more challenging than the splendor of color. Certainly the result was as powerful as an Ansel Adams photograph.”</font></small></em> <p><em>"The most important thing in anyone's life is to be giving something. The quality I can give is fun, joy and happiness. This is my gift."</em> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p align="center"><strong>~<br></strong><strong><br>I hope you have time today to watch one of these lovely ladies’ films and appreciate their talent and legacy!</strong></p> Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-36912491482914684552011-07-10T14:39:00.001-07:002011-07-10T17:42:53.264-07:00I’d Climb the Highest Mountain (1951)<p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-7KghNGhe3Mg/ThocIAZSYoI/AAAAAAAADDU/2yP8-VQDx-c/s1600-h/id%252520climb%252520the%252520highest%252520mountain%252520poster%252520web%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="id climb the highest mountain poster web" border="0" alt="id climb the highest mountain poster web" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-z8_SIP35o-w/ThocI_wvvFI/AAAAAAAADDY/EzHd12maYok/id%252520climb%252520the%252520highest%252520mountain%252520poster%252520web_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="446" height="350"></a> <br>July 7, 2011 <p>61. <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0043667/"><em><strong>I'd Climb the Highest Mountain</strong></em> (1951)</a> <p>Starring Susan Hayward, William Lundigan, Rory Calhoun, Barbara Bates, Gene Lockhart <p>Directed by Henry King <p>Plot: <em>"The simple told story, based on Corra Harris' biographical book, of a Methodist minister, called to a north-Georgia mountain-community in 1910 who, with his gently-bred new bride, meets the problems and crises of his circuit-riding congregation fearlessly and honestly."</em> (From IMDb) <p>I originally saw this film when I was a kid, but for the longest time I couldn't recall the name of it. Then, one day I stumbled across <a href="http://laurasmiscmusings.blogspot.com/2009/06/tonights-movie-id-climb-highest.html">this review</a> that Laura had posted. That was it! I proceeded to immediately interloan it from my library system (thankfully they had it!). I'm really happy I found this film because it is quite a gem. At least I think it is—though my view could be altered a bit by nostalgia. I do think I view this film very differently as a twenty-year-old than I did at, say, age six or seven. If anything, I think that I am able to appreciate it more. <p><img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://cf1.imgobject.com/backdrops/6e5/4e0a76007b9aa145ee0036e5/i-d-climb-the-highest-mountain-poster.jpg" width="357" height="209"> <p>I can’t quite put my finger on what appeals to me about this movie. I think it is the honesty and simplicity of it. Despite having some sad moments, the film feels very calming. This tone is set with the voiceover of the older Mary that narrates the picture and strings together the different vignettes that comprise the story. <p><a href="http://moviemem.com/products/susan-hayward/id-climb-the-highest-mountain-51-susan-hayward-rare-original-movie-still-2"><img alt="I'D CLIMB THE HIGHEST MOUNTAIN '51 Susan Hayward RARE Original Movie Still #2 - I'd Climb the Highest Mountain (1951)<br /><br /><br />Stars: Susan Hayward, William Lundigan, Rory Calhoun. <br /><br />Biography Drama Romance Methodist" src="http://moviemem.com/images/pictures/store/I/P1011146.jpg"></a> <p>I also really like the two leads—William Lundigan and Susan Hayward—and I think their performances are what carries the film. I’m not even the type of girl who likes to go camping, but even<em> I</em> would consider moving to the backwoods and roughing it if it meant marrying someone as kind and nice (not to mention handsome) as William! In Laura’s review she mentioned that Jeanne Crain was originally slated to play Mary but backed out due to pregnancy. No offense to Miss Crain, but I am really glad that Susan Hayward got the role. I feel like she brings a lot of spunk to the part and keeps the character from being too bland and one-dimensional. It definitely makes me want to check out some more of her movies. Together, Lundigan and Hayward make a charming couple and their interaction feels very genuine. <p><a href="http://moviemem.com/products/susan-hayward/id-climb-the-highest-mountain-51-susan-hayward-rare-original-movie-still-12"><img alt="I'D CLIMB THE HIGHEST MOUNTAIN '51 Susan Hayward RARE Original Movie Still #12 - I'd Climb the Highest Mountain (1951)<br /><br /><br />Stars: Susan Hayward, William Lundigan, Rory Calhoun. <br /><br />Biography Drama Romance Methodist" src="http://moviemem.com/images/pictures/store/I/P1011156.jpg"></a> <p>As much as I enjoyed this movie, there is one part (where a tragic accident occurs) that really threw me. I did not remember it at all from my previous viewing and I wasn’t expecting it. But lest you think the film is all sadness, it’s really not. Mixed in with the more serious subject matter is a good deal of humor and fun. (Just watch out for that one part!) <p>In some ways, this movie is similar in subject matter to 1955’s <em>A Man Called Peter</em>, although that story is about a more famous minister and covers a longer amount of time. The setting also brings to mind films like <em>The Music Man, Oklahoma!,</em> or <em>Seven Brides for Seven Brothers</em> (though this isn’t a musical, and the time period is probably closer to <em>Anne of Green Gables</em> or <em>Pollyanna</em>). So that should give you an idea of the ‘feel’ of the movie. <p><a href="http://moviemem.com/products/susan-hayward/id-climb-the-highest-mountain-51-susan-hayward-rare-original-movie-still-6"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" border="0" alt="I'D CLIMB THE HIGHEST MOUNTAIN '51 Susan Hayward RARE Original Movie Still #6 - I'd Climb the Highest Mountain (1951)<br /><br /><br />Stars: Susan Hayward, William Lundigan, Rory Calhoun. <br /><br />Biography Drama Romance Methodist" src="http://moviemem.com/images/pictures/store/I/P1011150.jpg" width="426" height="325"></a><br><br>I wish I could make some screencaps (I watched it on VHS) from this because the Technicolor scenery, sets, and costumes are really quite lovely (I especially loved Hayward’s clothes). The lobby cards and black and white promotional stills <font size="1">(click on image for source)</font> don’t do the film justice. Unfortunately, this isn’t available on DVD. It would be great if this could be restored and released, but I’m not sure what the status is on 20th Century Fox’s old films. (Anyone know?) <p>One thing that I might change about this film is to make it a little longer. At 88 minutes it breezes by, and I for one was sorry to see it end. <p></p> <p><a href="http://moviemem.com/products/susan-hayward/id-climb-the-highest-mountain-51-susan-hayward-rare-original-movie-still-10"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" border="0" alt="I'D CLIMB THE HIGHEST MOUNTAIN '51 Susan Hayward RARE Original Movie Still #10 - I'd Climb the Highest Mountain (1951)<br /><br /><br />Stars: Susan Hayward, William Lundigan, Rory Calhoun. <br /><br />Biography Drama Romance Methodist" src="http://moviemem.com/images/pictures/store/I/P1011154.jpg"></a></p> Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-37479944744786399122011-07-08T19:15:00.001-07:002011-07-08T19:18:13.201-07:00The Devil and Miss Jones (1941)<p><img src="http://www.filmforum.org/films/madcap/devilmissjones001.jpg"><br>July 5, 2011 <p>60. <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0033533/"><em><strong>The Devil and Miss Jones</strong></em> (1941)</a> <p>Starring Jean Arthur, Robert Cummings, Charles Coburn, Edmund Gwenn, Spring Byington, S.Z. Sakall, William Demarest <p>Directed by Sam Wood <p>Plot:<em> "A tycoon goes undercover to ferret out agitators at a department store, but gets involved in their lives instead."</em> (from IMDb) <p><img alt="The Devil and Miss Jones (1941)" src="http://i.fanpix.net/images/orig/d/x/dx4ciuhbk7j44jb.jpg" width="430" height="237"> <p>Despite the fact that the plot feels like one you've seen before—you know, the wealthy curmudgeon that encounters the populace and converts to simple living…or something like that—it's saved by great performances by Charles Coburn and the supporting cast. That cast includes Jean Arthur (perfect in this type of role), Edmund Gwenn (playing a very <em>un</em>-Kris-Kringle-like role. Gwenn had such range as an actor and is always a lively presence), Spring Byington (her ever-loving self), and S.Z. Sakall (the blustering butler). Robert Cummings is perhaps the one weak note in an otherwise talented ensemble. <p><img alt="The Devil and Miss Jones (1941)" src="http://i.fanpix.net/images/orig/d/x/dx4m06buweu10mbd.jpg" width="369" height="304"> <p>Arthur and Coburn deliver some wonderful comedy (I especially like the scene where she is trying to muster courage to wop him over the head!) </p> <p><a href="http://extranuance.tumblr.com/post/2852025070"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-95hswNRiPes/The5uzJG66I/AAAAAAAADDQ/PUEoBap8ujU/image%25255B8%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="318" height="391"></a></p> <p>If you enjoy '30s style Capra or just a good comedy, this is probably one that you’ll want to check out. </p> Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-6802567543719196392011-07-08T12:37:00.001-07:002011-07-08T12:42:17.266-07:00Never Say Goodbye (1946)<img style="border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" border="0" src="http://cache2.allpostersimages.com/p/LRG/37/3724/MVOAF00Z/posters/never-say-goodbye-errol-flynn-eleanor-parker-s-z-sakall-1946.jpg" width="443" height="340"><br>July 2, 2011 <p>59. <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0038773/"><strong><em>Never Say Goodbye</em></strong></a> (1946) <p>Starring Errol Flynn, Eleanor Parker, Lucile Watson, S.Z. Sakall<br>Directed by James V. Kern <p>Plot: <em>"Phil and Ellen Gayley have been divorced for a year, and their 8-year old daughter, Flip, is very unhappy that her parents are not together…"</em> (you can read the rest of the summary <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0038773/">at IMDb</a> but be aware that it does give some plot points away) <p><a href="http://www.tcm.com/tcmdb/title/525/Never-Say-Goodbye/articles.html" target="_blank"><img style="display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px" align="right" src="http://i.cdn.turner.com/v5cache/TCM/Images/Dynamic/i91/NeverSayGoodBye1956_FF_188x141_102220090137.jpg" width="230" height="183"></a>I really enjoyed this film. It was fun to see <a href="http://www.tcm.com/tcmdb/title/525/Never-Say-Goodbye/articles.html" target="_blank">Errol in a comedy</a> and he and Eleanor Parker (who looks gorgeous, by the way) are charming together. I <a href="http://tomsmidwestjourney.blogspot.com/2010/07/flynnfest-44-never-say-goodbye.html" target="_blank">especially</a> liked Flynn's scenes with his daughter in the film, played by Patti Brady. Hattie McDaniel also has a small role, and she's hilarious. Forrest Tucker is also great in his comedic scenes as a burly Marine whose athletic prowess leaves Errol jealous...and injured. <p><strong>Interesting fact:</strong> There is a part where Errol, imitating a ruthless and jealous husband, puts on a Humphrey Bogart accent. I thought he did a great job with it...until I read on IMDb that apparently <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0038773/trivia">Bogart himself did the dubbing</a>! <p align="center"><a href="http://fyeah-eleanorparker.tumblr.com/post/2825681039/eleanor-parker-and-errol-flynn-in-escape-me-never"><img style="display: inline" title="tumblr_lf9rfhqxsj1qfcqmjo1_500" alt="tumblr_lf9rfhqxsj1qfcqmjo1_500" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ipAtbAaYc-U/Thdcf-vI9FI/AAAAAAAADDM/dDgntoBYp-U/tumblr_lf9rfhqxsj1qfcqmjo1_500%25255B4%25255D.gif?imgmax=800" width="441" height="260"></a> <br><font size="1">Aren’t they cute? [</font><a href="http://fyeah-eleanorparker.tumblr.com/post/2825681039/eleanor-parker-and-errol-flynn-in-escape-me-never" target="_blank"><font size="1">source</font></a><font size="1">]</font></p> <p>I think this is an underrated gem that deserves to be shown more and hopefully released on DVD soon. Watch it if you get a chance. :)</p> Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-25411577040368504632011-07-04T09:48:00.000-07:002011-07-04T09:48:20.854-07:00Happy Independence Day!<p align="center"><img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnrktaH4vW1qcyhj9o1_400.jpg"><br>Ava Gardner <font size="1">[<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/35255697@N03/4654780787/in/set-72157624416453370/" target="_blank">source</a>]</font> </p> <p align="center"><img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnrjbu7yA21qcyhj9o1_500.jpg" width="420" height="455"><br>Claudette Colbert <font size="1">[<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/35255697@N03/5895683529/in/set-72157624416453370/" target="_blank">source</a>]</font></p> <p align="center"><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnrka3gews1qcyhj9o1_500.jpg" width="450" height="535"><br>Susan Hayward and Virginia Dale, 1940.<font size="1"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/35255697@N03/4758942143/in/set-72157624416453370/" target="_blank">[source]</a></font></p> <p align="center"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" border="0" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnrmlo5PgJ1qa70eyo1_500.jpg" width="450" height="561"><br>Debbie Reynolds, 1952. <font size="1">[<a href="http://vintagegal.tumblr.com/post/7194022129/debbie-reynolds-1952" target="_blank">source</a>]</font></p> <p align="center"><img src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnsqyi88SS1qa70eyo1_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJ6IHWSU3BX3X7X3Q&Expires=1309882092&Signature=F77XlIJyOjjP4xkyqOjsXjgJM0w%3D" width="411" height="519"><br>Anne Francis, 1955. <font size="1">[</font><a href="http://vintagegal.tumblr.com/post/7220820280/anne-francis-1955" target="_blank"><font size="1">source</font></a><font size="1">]</font></p> <p align="center"><img src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnsqvahRPD1qa70eyo1_1280.png?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJ6IHWSU3BX3X7X3Q&Expires=1309882096&Signature=3hmZuX%2FY0dLJeaW7KaybQ3QeJyc%3D" width="411" height="511"><br>Piper Laurie, 1950s. <font size="1">[</font><a href="http://vintagegal.tumblr.com/post/7220781724/piper-laurie-1950s" target="_blank"><font size="1">source</font></a><font size="1">]</font></p> <p align="center"><img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" alt="Vera-Ellen 1950" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnsqwsZCRP1qa70eyo1_500.png"><font size="1"><font size="2">Vera-Ellen, 1950.</font> [<a href="http://vintagegal.tumblr.com/post/7220799596/vera-ellen-1950" target="_blank">source</a>]</font></p> <p></p> <p align="center"><img alt="Ann Miller 1940&#8217;s" src="http://vintagegal.tumblr.com/photo/1280/7171552290/1/tumblr_lnqbijEMgB1qa70ey" width="411" height="545"><br>Ann Miller, 1940s. <font size="1">[</font><a href="http://vintagegal.tumblr.com/post/7171552290/ann-miller-1940s" target="_blank"><font size="1">source</font></a><font size="1">]</font></p> <p align="center"><img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnrkdfbWKV1qcyhj9o1_500.jpg"><br>Publicity still for the 1942 movie <em>Yankee Doodle Dandy</em> with Jeanne Cagney, James Cagney, Joan Leslie, Walter Huston, and Rosemary DeCamp. <font size="1"><a href="http://www.vegetariantimes.com/recipes/10724?section=" target="_blank">[source]</a></font><br><br><img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" alt="Boom boom pow. " src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnslq4dhQJ1qixm0oo1_500.jpg" width="411" height="520">Joan Crawford. <font size="1">[</font><a href="http://missleah37.tumblr.com/post/7218057954" target="_blank"><font size="1">source</font></a><font size="1">]<br></font><br><img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4098/4758914785_b6a23109b1_o.jpg" width="411" height="515">Gloria Shea, 1932.<font size="1"> [<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/35255697@N03/4758914785/in/set-72157624416453370/" target="_blank">source</a>]</font></p> <p align="center"><img src="http://boropulse.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/american-flag.jpg" width="411" height="299"></p> <p align="center"><strong>…and <font size="4">God Bless America!</font></strong></p> Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06729516870952658426noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121837690842240716.post-60908922659913698712011-07-01T15:07:00.000-07:002011-07-01T18:15:39.001-07:00Happy Birthday, Olivia de Havilland!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Today marks the 95th birthday of one of my very favorite actresses—the beautiful and talented Olivia de Havilland.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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Los Gatos High School</span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">As Maid Marian in <i>The Adventures of Robin Hood</i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Looks like somebody is going to get it! :o</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Olivia with her TWO Oscars</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Olivia today. Still going strong and living in Paris.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'm still waiting for that promised autobiography, Olivia!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">No idea what she's doing here but it's adorable.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of my favorite Olivia films--<i>The Snake Pit</i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With co-star Errol Flynn. They made eight films together.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She's amazing in this film, too (<i>The Dark Mirror</i>), playing the good AND the bad sister. I bet you can tell which is which!</td></tr>
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</div><div style="font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><small><small><em><span style="font-size: medium;">“There’s something about Olivia de Havilland that has always set her apart from other actresses. Maybe it’s the combination of warmth, sensitivity and intelligence she conveys, or the way her good looks have always been further enhanced by the ever-present twinkle in her eyes or the wisdom you sense behind those orbs.”</span></em></small> </small></div><div style="font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><small><small><span style="font-size: small;"></span></small> </small></div><div style="font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><small><small><span style="font-size: small;"><b>– </b>Robert Osborne <span style="font-size: x-small;">(</span><a href="http://blissfulreverie.tumblr.com/post/7122889103/theres-something-about-olivia-de-havilland-that" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: x-small;">via</span></a></span><span style="font-size: x-small;">)</span></small> </small></div><div style="font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><small><small><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
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“Playing good girls in the '30s was difficult, when the fad was to play bad girls. Actually I think playing bad girls is a bore; I have always had more luck with good girl roles because they require more from an actress.”</i> – Olivia de Havilland</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>“That girl can play any part ever written!”</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> – James Cagney about Olivia de Havilland</span></span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Oh, dear! All this and I STILL haven't even mentioned <i>Hold Back the Dawn, The Heiress, To Each His Own,</i> OR her most famous role as Melanie in <i>Gone With the Wind</i>! I guess I just can't get everything into one post, so here are some resources to learn more about this lovely lady:</div><small><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"></span></small><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><small><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Lots more photos of her on <a href="http://www.tumblr.com/tumblelog/classicsfan/search/olivia+de+havilland" target="_blank">Tumblr</a></span></small></div><div style="text-align: center;"><small><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.sag.org/the-olivia-de-havilland-interview" target="_blank">Interview</a> for The Screen Actors Guild</span></small></div><div style="text-align: center;"><small><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.sag.org/the-olivia-de-havilland-interview" target="_blank">http://www.oliviadehavillandonline.com/</a></span></small></div><div style="text-align: center;"><small><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">2009 <a href="http://www.independent.co.uk/arts-entertainment/films/features/golden-girl-the-divine-olivia-de-havilland-1744807.html" target="_blank">interview with Olivia</a> in <em>The Independent</em></span></small></div><div style="text-align: center;"><small><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.achievement.org/autodoc/page/deh0int-1" target="_blank">2006 interview</a> for the Academy of Achievement </span></small></div><div style="text-align: center;"><small><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.achievement.org/autodoc/page/deh0int-1" target="_blank">This interview</a> (from last year) in the <em>London Evening Standard</em></span></small></div><div style="text-align: center;"><small><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.achievement.org/autodoc/page/deh0int-1" target="_blank"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;">Olivia and Joan: Sisters of the Silver Screen</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"> (about both Olivia and her sister)</span></a></span></small></div><div style="text-align: center;"><small><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />
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June 22-23, 2011<br />
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58. <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0059742/"><b><i>The Sound of Music (1965)</i></b></a><b><i>—</i></b>REWATCH<br />
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Starring Julie Andrews, Christopher Plummer, Eleanor Parker<br />
Directed by Robert Wise<br />
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Plot: <i>"A woman leaves an Austrian convent to become a governess to the children of a Naval officer widower."</i> (from IMDb)<br />
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Of course this is a rewatch—it’s one of my very favorite films! I can’t really add much to what has already been said about this wonderful movie. So here (<u>in no particular order</u>) are just a a dozen of the many reasons I happen to love it…<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><b><u>Note:</u></b> <span style="font-size: x-small;">I’ve been having a lot of trouble with Blogger lately—not being able to post, getting error messages, etc. Well, more specifically, I guess the trouble is with Windows Live Writer (as I find it really impossible to use the Blogger post editing system). Has anyone else been having these problems? In the case of this post, the only way it would let me publish was without the pictures and graphics. I just wanted to let you know what’s up in case something seems a little wonky on my blog or in my posts delivered via a feed reader. If anyone has any tips, I’d love to hear them! Thanks, as always, for reading. And sorry again about the blah format of this post. ~ UPDATED: Okay, I got the pictures most </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">of the pictures to work! Yay!</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i782.photobucket.com/albums/yy105/justaudrey_photo/The%20Sound%20of%20Music/tumblr_lk99ys30rx1qb6yy7.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="223" src="http://i782.photobucket.com/albums/yy105/justaudrey_photo/The%20Sound%20of%20Music/tumblr_lk99ys30rx1qb6yy7.png" width="400" /></a><a href="http://i782.photobucket.com/albums/yy105/justaudrey_photo/The%20Sound%20of%20Music/tumblr_lfs0v0vZot1qbvihuo1_r1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="206" src="http://i782.photobucket.com/albums/yy105/justaudrey_photo/The%20Sound%20of%20Music/tumblr_lfs0v0vZot1qbvihuo1_r1_500.gif" width="400" /></a><span style="font-size: large;"><b></b></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>1. Christopher Plummer as Captain Georg Von Trapp</b></span><br />
Without him, I don’t think the movie would be half as good. I know we’ve all heard how he disliked the role at the time, etc. but I think that makes it all the more admirable that he pulled off such a memorable performance. It’s the little mannerisms and expressions that add so much dimension to his character. Oh, and each time I watch the film I find him more attractive. Am I the only one, or does anyone else find him rather swoon-worthy? **As a side note, I really want to see more Christopher Plummer films. I’ve only seen this one and <i>The Scarlett and the Black</i> (amazing film—his scenes going toe-to-toe with Gregory Peck are especially great. It’s funny to compare his role here—see above flag-ripping—to his role in that film, where he plays a Nazi!). Does anyone have any Plummer films to recommend?<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i782.photobucket.com/albums/yy105/justaudrey_photo/The%20Sound%20of%20Music/4650234059_fc25751bb6_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="302" src="http://i782.photobucket.com/albums/yy105/justaudrey_photo/The%20Sound%20of%20Music/4650234059_fc25751bb6_b.jpg" width="400" /></a></div></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>2. The Rogers and Hammerstein score</b></span></div><div align="center">They were really so talented at creating memorable and beautiful music that managed to seamlessly propel the plot. The songs from this movie are some of my favorites. The melodies have depth and emotion; they aren’t just pretty words strung together to music. The score really helps to convey the mood of the respective scenes in the film.<br />
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</div><div align="center"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEZO-tC7hcW8NRsoZ-UZuHJQvrwgrJyFLph73WHF27izABNWeskzJ_ynXZ2SEGp4Qja72yoYc6lEEkRyav_QernlL3ltmBKwOS6RegIoKvqf7wDCX-JeNUicvkjmUqaFo7i7P6Bc9Vlds/s1600/tumblr_ljyuhsokWc1qgfdpko1_500.gif" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEZO-tC7hcW8NRsoZ-UZuHJQvrwgrJyFLph73WHF27izABNWeskzJ_ynXZ2SEGp4Qja72yoYc6lEEkRyav_QernlL3ltmBKwOS6RegIoKvqf7wDCX-JeNUicvkjmUqaFo7i7P6Bc9Vlds/s1600/tumblr_ljyuhsokWc1qgfdpko1_500.gif" width="400" /></a></div></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>3. Julie Andrews as Maria</b></span></div><div align="center">Julie was perfect in this role. Her presence conveys such warmth, genuineness, happiness, and joy. I can’t even describe it. I think she was completely terrific in this film. She had bounds of energy, yet she also carried the slow and romantic parts of the movie beautifully. I also love what she does with some of the lines. Her first meeting with the Captain is my favorite example of this. Just how she interacted here was perfect. Example: “Were you this much trouble at the abbey?” “Oh, much more, sir!”<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i782.photobucket.com/albums/yy105/justaudrey_photo/The%20Sound%20of%20Music/4650827650_ff3135b790_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="303" src="http://i782.photobucket.com/albums/yy105/justaudrey_photo/The%20Sound%20of%20Music/4650827650_ff3135b790_b.jpg" width="400" /></a></div></div><div align="center"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>4. The cinematography</b></span></div><div align="center">Sweeping camera angles, beautiful colors…what’s not to love? I hope someday I can see this film on the big screen it appreciate it in all its original glory!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i782.photobucket.com/albums/yy105/justaudrey_photo/The%20Sound%20of%20Music/4650834542_aaf182db0c_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="302" src="http://i782.photobucket.com/albums/yy105/justaudrey_photo/The%20Sound%20of%20Music/4650834542_aaf182db0c_b.jpg" width="400" /></a></div></div><div align="center"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>5. The sets/scenery </b></span></div><div align="center">I am rather envious of the Von Trapp’s spacious dwellings. The interior of the home is lovely (I think my favorite is the ballroom!), but I especially love the outside with the well-groomed lawns, terrace, gazebo, shimmering lake, and mountains in the distance. *sigh*</div><div align="center"><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i782.photobucket.com/albums/yy105/justaudrey_photo/The%20Sound%20of%20Music/tumblr_lg8xfmO1Iw1qgfdpko1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="318" src="http://i782.photobucket.com/albums/yy105/justaudrey_photo/The%20Sound%20of%20Music/tumblr_lg8xfmO1Iw1qgfdpko1_500.jpg" width="400" /></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;"><b>6. Eleanor Parker as the Baroness</b></span></div><div align="center">I know some people really dislike her, but I think she adds so much to the movie with her throaty-voiced witticisms and sashaying walk. But despite her urbane, confident exterior, there is a certain endearing air of vulnerability about her. I actually end up feeling quite sorry for the Baroness. I know that her cajoling Maria to leave stems from the fact that she is afraid of losing what little she has in her empty life. Despite her riches, she is leads a rather vapid existence, and longs for security and stability with the Captain. I think it takes a special actress to make the clichéd other-woman so interesting—and even slightly sympathetic. Of course, Eleanor pulls it off beautifully. </div><br />
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</div><div align="center">There are really so many scenes that I just love in this film. It has it all—suspense, romance, atmosphere, music, a stirring climax… I could go on. There are moments that in turn make my heart soar, bring me to tears, have me on the edge of my seat, make me laugh, want to dance, or just make me very happy!<br />
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</div><div align="center"><strike>Okay, hopefully this post didn’t make me sound like a total gushing fan girl!</strike></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>So, why do you love <i>The Sound of Music</i>? (or don't you?)</b></span><br />
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