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Perhaps one of the many reasons I have such a deep admiration and respect for Marilyn is due to the fact that the first film I saw of hers, or rather, the first film I remember watching start to finish ( Marilyn’s films are so rooted in our cultural subconscious that someone can feel as […]
Read More“Awards! All this town does is give awards! Best Fascist Dictator, Adolf Hitler!” – Woody Allen, Annie Hall If by chance you are unfamiliar with how the Awards season works, here’s a brief outline: Studios tend to release their real Oscar contenders (i.e., films with any sort of non-mainstream artistic merit) until the year’s final […]
Read MoreBy 1961, the Hollywood Studio System had begun a slow rot from the inside out which would, by decade’s end, see to its total collapse thus ending the Golden Age of classical Hollywood. The Misfits, directed by John Huston and penned by Arthur Miller, is a fascinating relic from those years in flux that bewildered […]
Read MoreWhen it comes to Technicolor, there are some names that are inextricably linked with that definitive Classic Hollywood process. Marilyn Monroe and her flaming pink Niagara dress? Vivien Leigh and her crimson negligee in Gone With the Wind? Classic. But while most people equate Gene Tierney with the sultry, smoky, definitively film noir shadows of […]
Read MoreDay Five of the Jean Harlow Blogathon Here we are already on Day 5 of the Jean Harlow Blogathon, and judging by today’s entries there’s no sign of slowing down! You guys are on fire! Lots of goodies to choose from today, from a highly intelligent social essay to a gallery of glamorous stills, there’s […]
Read MoreDay Five of the Jean Harlow Blogathon Here we are already on Day 5 of the Jean Harlow Blogathon, and judging by today’s entries there’s no sign of slowing down! You guys are on fire! Lots of goodies to choose from today, from a highly intelligent social essay to a gallery of glamorous stills, there’s […]
Read MoreI’ve taken to regularly visiting Le Figaro online in a sad attempt to keep up on my increasingly embarrassing handle on the French language. Yesterday, I stumbled upon a review for a new film with a funny title: Poupoupidou. The premise? Novelist David Rosseau (Jean-Paul Rove) is desperate for inspiration and travels to the Jura […]
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