Today is James Cagney day on Turner Classic Movies and over at Sitting on a Backyard Fence, bloggers worldwide have rallied together to tip their hat to one of the biggest bad-asses ever to grace the screen. I love bad-asses. No, not this newfangled generation’s overinflated sense of importance that has managed to give every … Continue reading James Cagney: The Ultimate Bad-Ass
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).
This poster of the 1933 musical Footlight Parade is definitive sexy pre-code ‘tude. If you’ve not had the pleasure of viewing Lloyd Bacon’s film, it is ceratinly one that belongs in your Netflix queue. Its admittedly throwaway backstage plot is more than compensated by all manner of early 30s cellophane fancies, namely, a scorchingly hot … Continue reading From the Vaults: Footlight Parade