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For the right way to portray Holmes according to the Doyle originals, you'd need a coke addict like John Belushi. I'm not certain who'd be right to play Watson opposite that.

Indeed, the original is on Youtube:

Make a movie out of one of Frank Baum's other 13 Oz books.

Cary Grant was five months older than Ralph Bellamy.

Note that Oscar Hammerstein is with Sigmund Romberg. (Richard Rodgers, of course, was collaborating with Lorenz Hart.) You can also see the two of them together in the "Silver Anniversary" short that WB made in 1930. Unfortunately, the short missed some opportunities to use talking pictures better. It showed congratulatory telegrams from those stars doing location shooting, rather than filming them speaking into a microphone on location; considering the purpose of the short, you didn't have to hide the microphone. And WB didn't have quite the cavalcade of stars MGM would have two decades later for Some of the Best.

Jeanne Eagels' Leslie does suffer, much like (IIRC) Edward G. Robinson at the end of Scarlet Street.

The Boston Molasses Disaster

The Life and Times of Judge Roy Bean (1972). Paul Newman plays Roy Bean who in this movie version becomes judge after killing a bunch of brothel people when he takes them all on in a shootout. Bean then proceeds to become a snotty, obnoxious jerk who cares not one whit about the rule of law, hanging everyone in sight and generally being a self-centered blankety-blank. And we're supposed to like this guy. It all makes the movie almost unwatchable; like Julie Harris' character in Member of the Wedding I wanted somebody to smack this Roy Bean into the next county. And don't bet me started on his creepy obsession with Lillie Langtry. 2/10. I hated it. There's two hours of my life I won't get back.

Sounds like an inside joke to me.

Have you seen the Jeanne Eagels version?

It's actually called Human Voice, and the IMDb page for it doesn't list it as being available at Amazon.

Reflections in a Golden Eye would have been better without its ending. Of course, it would have been better without its beginning or middle, either.

Gilligan's Island was based on Heaven Knows, Mr. Allison.

Is he supposed to be a teenager in that?

Which one is Bruno Anthony watching?

The only reason to watch Rebel Without a Cause is to see James Dean do his "You're tearing me APART!" shtick, and laugh at it like Bette Davis' nervous breakdown in Now, Voyager.

The toilets in the bathrooms were avocado green until they were replaced with low-flow toilets in the late 90s. The sink is still original. The goldenrod kitchen appliances were also replaced in the 90s. The light in the bathroom is a standard bulb, not a (traditional) fluorescent. My grandparents had one of those round fluorescent ceiling lights in their kitchen, too, something like this: The house dates to the mid-1950s.

As for tonight's Jack Clayton lineup, I see nobody mentioned <b>Our Mother's House</b>, at 8:00 PM. Very creepy. Mom dies, the kids try to keep it from being found out, and then someone claiming to be Dad (Dirk Bogarde) shows up.

Doesn't have much to do with noirs per se, but your post reminded me of the Milk glass ceiling light fixtures that seemed a staple of public building in 1940s films. Even more unrelated, in trying to find that type of light, I came across this photo: Which is almost exactly the same type of light fixture I've got in my bathroom. The fixture dates to 1974, since it's original to the house.

Two of the love triangle participants die at the end of Jules et Jim, too.

Alanis Morrissette would like to tell you that ironing is like ten thousand spoons, when all you need is a knife.

I think it was Bud Schulberg (who named names) who said something to the effect that the Communists seemed very protective of free speech, until it was speech they disagreed with. Or something to that effect. I've read that Dalton Trumbo tried to get anti-Communist stuff (like Koestler's Darkness at Noon) from being turned into movies.

I'm glad you brought up No Down Payment. It's a movie I have serious problems with, since it comes across as people trying to check items off a list of issues they want to bring up regarding the suburban developments and the changing culture. And yet, I've seen quite a few reviews that basically boil down to, "It's great because it questions the suburban lifestyle." I see the same thing with reviews of Douglas Sirk movies. Sirk is making the right pointed commentary about American suburban culture; therefore the movie is good. BTW: You don't need to hit the return key until you want a new paragraph. The board software does wrap posts when they actually show up, even if the software is borked in the composing window. (Of course, the board admins have been adamant about the idiocy of newest posts first, so this will never be fixed, either.)

American Communists were all for going after the Nazis up until the Molotov-von Ribbentrop pact in August 1939, at which point they suddenly turned on a dime. They suddenly turned again in June of 1941 when Hitler invaded the USSR. Noted Hollywood Communist Dalton Trumbo actually wrote an isolationist agitprop novel, The Remarkable Andrew, that used the ghost of Andrew Jackson to try to convince people not to get involved in the war in Europe. The Communists shouldn't have been blacklisted, but they should be remembered as the dupes and apologists for a monstrous ideology that they were. (Leni Riefenstahl shouldn't have been blacklisted either, and should have been included in the Trailblazing Women series that TCM ran the past two Octobers.)