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If I remember correctly, TCM did show What's So Bad About Feeling Good a couple of years ago, or so. Perhaps someone with an extensive enough archive can confirm it.

Leo McCarey: Love Affair (1939) An Affair to Remember (1957) Frank Capra: Lady for a Day (1933) Pocketful of Miracles (1961)

Yikes!

Not posted, or posed. Patrick McGoohan?

Malachi Throne. I posed him before.

No contest. A Night to Remember. One of the great examples of the golden age of British cinema. A class act from start to finish.

jamesjazzguitar, imitation is the sincerest form of thievery. Reminding one of Shane does not necessarily reflect well on the one doing the reminding, because they may suffer by the comparison. I do not like to spend a lot of time discussing why a not-so-good movie is so, becasue I'd rather spend it discussing why a fine film is so. But I will give you an example to show you what I mean when I say Eastwood cheapens Shane in his poaching on it. Starrett's vision in Shane is to establish a stable civilized life based on farming families. The placer miners are portrayed as desiring the same thing in Pale Rider. Yet it is impossible to base a stable society on placer mining as it is the most transient of economies, making a mockery of everything the miners are striving for. This outrageous irony was evidently lost on Eastwood. As for The Unforgiven, I have to say first, I only saw it once a while ago, and I don't remember it so well. Still, I can't see why people praise it so highly. Not that it's bad. It follows the standard formula Eastwood uses for most of his westerns, and many of his other movies: man comes to town, man kills everyone, man leaves. I'm not damning him by this, it's a formula used successfully by many others. I've heard it described almost as an un-western, a movie debunking the glorification of violence commonly associated with westerns. Hard to see that, seeing how much of it there is in the movie. Characters go around saying how killing someone is really a bad thing, and it's really bad for you (let alone the one you kill). But that doesn't seem to keep them from going ahead and killing people. And I don't see in what way they suffer from it. Doesn't Eastwood's character go off to California and open a mercantile store?

I don't mind Clint Eastwood repeatedly remaking For a Few Dollars More. It's a successful formula, and High Plains Drifter is decent. But to have the presumtion to rip off Shane as he does in Pale Rider is inexcusable. I guess it's another indication of his lack of originality. Shane is a monumental statement about human aspiration, courage, the passing of eras in American History, done by one of the great directors. Any attempt to recreate that, or retell it can only cheapen it, and trivialize it. But, as somebody said, you'll never go broke. . . .something, something, something.

>JoyaBella: >Isn't there a way to find out about the scheduling of a specific movie? That's the only way I know. The scheduling is set about three months in advance, so you will have plenty of advance notice if it is going to be shown. You can also request a movie here: http://www.tcm.com/suggest-a-movie/index.html

I believe he's the guy playing the guitar at the Midnite Gardens, who does a trick with his bow tie, making it bob up and down.

Every month, check the TCM Database page you provided in your post. If it is scheduled, the date and time will show under under the title. There will also be an option to have a reminder sent to you.

What does it all mean? One thing I do understand comes at the very end of the page: a graph of load time over time. You can see the since November of 2011, the load time has increased by about fifty percent. Something which users may have noticed themselves.

You will notice wine gets a lot of French faces, viz., Gabin, and Depardieu.

Allow me to officially confirm, heuriger, that. . . . you got him! I thought it would be much more difficult than it proved to be. But then, many times, the ones I think will be tough are guessed right off, and the ones I think will be easy I almost have to give the name.

What can I say? I was inattentive. Not an excuse, an admission. So, MilesArcher, you deserve the exclaimation points for Geoffrey Holder!!

Here's my answer: You got him! Now we will enter into the obscure (at least to American audiences):

Uncola nut (oh, too easy!):

I just tried it again, and now it's working. Beats me what was wrong. Oh, I was using Safari.

I don't know if you tried watching it, but that link did not work for me when I tried it some days ago, and still does not. I may be my computer, though. If you have a modern TV, i. e., a flat screen, you can probably use it as a monitor for your computer. That's what I do. On my MacBook Pro I use the mini display port and convert to a HDMI cable to plug into my TV.

The gentleman is Louis Wolheim.

I am myself indifferent honest; but yet I could accuse me of such things that it were better my mother had not borne me. I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious; with more offences at my beck than I have thoughts to put them in, imagination to give them shape, or time to act them in. What should such fellows as I do crawling between earth and heaven? We are arrant knaves all. . . . Hamlet, Act III, Scene I

Well. Anyway, the frozen bananas were good. I got peanuts on mine.

On YouTube. Dozens of Rumpole of the Bailey episodes. No, no, wait! Before you recoil from the suggestion, let me say they are bracketed and interleaved with commercials, so the copyright gods have been propitiated (you can even skip them after six seconds--but hurry, there's no telling how long that will last). Of course, there is lacking the piquancy derived by watching something that is posted in violation of the norms of society. But forget about that. Now you can revel in hour upon hour of Rumpole as he engages in his epic crusade for the Golden Thread of English Law. See him menaced by the giant ogre judges, that grind the bones of defendants for their bread. Watch him as he confounds the wily and deceptive agents of the prosecution, and does battle with representatives of the constabulary, ably assisted by his faithful compatriots, the Timsons. Revel with him as he seeks refuge from the woes of the world in his favourite public house with glass after glass of Chateau Thames Embankment. Go with him into the dark wilderness of his chambers, where hobgoblins and trolls wait to ambush him and steal his office. But most fearful of all, he must face the terrible Hilda, Queen of the Hearthrug, who rules with a mighty iron frown. Leo McKern displays his surpassing acting ability bringing to life the rumpled, irascible barrister, who only pleads for the defense, and never pleads guilty. He is a large man, a girthy man, yet for all that, he executes his performance nimbly, as he by turns wades, strides, and manoeuvers his way through cases to victory. As imposing as his stature is his voice, which can boom out as he rakes a careless investigator over the coals in court, or soar to empyrean heights reciting Wordsworth--oh, to have seen him do Lear!

When I realized what I had done, the horror of it was too great for me to bear. There are certain things, which at the time may seem sane and rational, will be best not recalled to memory.

You know, there were some series I watched when they were on, and some I did not. Don't ask me why, I wouldn't be able to tell you. Bonanza was one, Gunsmoke and The F. B. I. were others. Also The Fugitive. Though I did like Harry O. But POP was still open, I think, though considerably run down, when the Beach Boys sang about it.