Dear Turner Classic Movie Fans Everywhere: As all of you are very well aware, this week marks the return of the one, the only, wonderful Mr. Robert Osborne who, after a five-month hiatus, resumes his primetime hosting duties on the TCM stage this week, December 1st. “Welcome Back Bob” is a week-long celebration brought to … Continue reading Welcome Back, Bob!
(brief forward: this post is meant to be simply a study of the history of color film from 1939 – 1969. It is not intended to exclude or demean the importance of any color or black and white films not mentioned herein… and it is CERTAINLY not meant to imply the superiority of one process … Continue reading The Color of New: Hollywood in the 1960s
So once in awhile, Ol’ Blue Eyes gets under my skin and, ring-a-ding-ding, he absolutely ends up doing it his way and there’s nothing I can do-be-do-be-do about it. The Wee Small Hours and No One Cares have been regulars on my semi-new turntable– pieces of art that positively thrive in the acoustic-friendly, teensy confines … Continue reading Pinched in the Astor Bar: Frank Sinatra
Legs. Gams. A whole lotta tomato. Pick your hyperbole, the fact is that 1930s cinema were full of that most suggestive of appendages in a way never quite paralleled since. Sure, they’re still everywhere because they’re still sexy. They’ve always been sexy– ever since skirts first hiked heavenward in the late 20s straight through to … Continue reading Pre-Code Gams and Dams(els).
David Thomson is one of my favorite film critics, if for no other reason than he’s not above throwing film theory out the window to say, in effect, “I like it because I like it SO THERE.” I’m always game to read a good shadowplay soapbox from Thompson’s lovably cantankerous pen. The fact that when … Continue reading The Red Shoes: Art for Art’s Sake
David Thomson is one of my favorite film critics, if for no other reason than he’s not above throwing film theory out the window to say, in effect, “I like it because I like it SO THERE.” I’m always game to read a good shadowplay soapbox from Thompson’s lovably cantankerous pen. The fact that when … Continue reading The Red Shoes: Art for Art's Sake
The Kitty Packard Pictorial has been Liebstered! C’est a dire, we’ve been presented with the “Liebster Blog” award from one of our favorite fellow film fanatics, The Lady Eve Sidwich, the cinemaven behind The Lady Eve’s Reel Life. Take a sampling of her recent posts and you’ll see exactly why this blog stands so well … Continue reading We’ve Been Liebstered! (I didn’t know what it meant either…)
The Kitty Packard Pictorial has been Liebstered! C’est a dire, we’ve been presented with the “Liebster Blog” award from one of our favorite fellow film fanatics, The Lady Eve Sidwich, the cinemaven behind The Lady Eve’s Reel Life. Take a sampling of her recent posts and you’ll see exactly why this blog stands so well … Continue reading We've Been Liebstered! (I didn't know what it meant either…)
So I’ve decided to do what I’ve wanted to do for years: document the stories my granddad and grandma raised me on. The stories that were, and still are, pivotal to the person I am. (For better or worse.) At the moment there isn’t structure to this– it is simply a late Sunday evening whim … Continue reading Getting Sentimental: Things My Granddad Told Me
Wow. So the best cinematic experiences I’ve had in recent memory tend to have the same thing in common: silence. First with the TCM Festival’s triumphant screening of Buster Keaton‘s The Cameraman in April. And now two months later, with the Los Angeles Conservancy’s closing night film of their 25th Annual “Last Remaining Seats” series, … Continue reading Harold Lloyd’s Safety Last and the Triumph of Silent Film
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