Bildwasser
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I don't know if I'd go so far as to call Traditional Chinese Medicine
boring, but I admit to me it's not the most exciting topic out there.
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"Get me out of here right now. I don't like the way Barry Fitzgerald
is looking at me when he brings the meals around."
"Don't worry, hon. It's just a sixty day sentence for Aggravated Double
Takes."
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There is a resemblance to Pat. Wonder if Akin can do
a halfway decent version of Love Letters in the Sand ?
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Little doubt that HAL represents L.H. OswAld and is out to kill the two astronauts,
one of whom represents JFK and the other Texas Governor Connolly, JFK because
he pledged to get to the moon before the end of the 1960s and HAL had no part in
that mission, Connolly because he hails from Texas, home of Mission Control (Houston,
we have a Daisy problem). The monolith represents LBJ, a large immovable object.
The moonscape immediately around the monolith is Robert Kennedy, who must exist
in the towering shadow of the monolith (LBJ). When one adds the numbers in 2001, one
gets 2 0 0 +1 = 3, the number of bullets Oswald fired, also 3 squared equals 9,
3 zeroes added to 9 equals 9000, as in HAL 9000!!!!! The old man in bed at the end of
the film is actually Joseph P. Kennedy who sees the monolith (now representing Gloria
Swanson) and hearing the voice of his wife, Rose, goes on a sudden existential mind
journey and breaks the bounds of both time and space and is transformed into the Star
Child, who will soon bring the gift of funk via the mothership connection to the solar system,
and thus psychedelicize all planetary systems and all the inhabitants thereof. So mote it be.
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Look Cronauer, I'm with you. I'd rather listen to nails on a blackboard than to
Bobby Goldsboro, but the colonel likes him, so you're going to play Honey until
the record wears out. Now that's an order.
*Good Morning, Vientiane*
After a night of heavy drinking, hot shot DJ Adrian Cronauer thinks he
is on his way to Saigon, but is actually dropped off in Vientiane, Laos,
one country over. But nobody there seems to care and he starts spinning
discs at a radio station. Things go swimmingly, until one morning Cronauer
plays Paul Revere and the Raiders and Gary Puckett and the Union Gap back
to back. The natives riot and Cronauer makes a quick exit, finally winding up
where he wanted to be, Saigon.
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Don't forget the sound of one hand clapping.
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Maybe I'm misremembering, but it seems there were a few occasions, very
few, in which Jessica was getting a bit romantic, though, as already mentioned,
it never went much further.
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Personally, I believe it's the new type of butter they're using on the popcorn.
PU.
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If there's any relation between the size of a person's rear and that of their
feet, GB probably wore about a 13 DDD. When George walked down the
street, you'd better move out of his way, low and lower.
Here's a sound I didn't think of right away: Snow sliding off the roof and
plopping on the ground.
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Maybe word got out that Amos Tupper wasn't exactly a Maine version
of Sherlock Holmes. I seem to remember there were one or two guest
stars who locked lips with Jessica, but things never quite worked out.
I doubt MSW is on YT, but I'll have to see.
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Bild it is, and Bild it will remain, at least for a few weeks. Thank you for
your comments. I hope it's not up to howling yet. I'll carry on carrying on.
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That is almost as poignant as Bernstein remembering the girl in the white
dress on the ferry. I'm sure I've done some minor naughty things while no
one knew who I was, though I can't think of any offhand. Internet anonymity
is okay. All it takes is one scammer to prove it.
I pity the poor lime eaters having to pay for a whole family of royal sleazebags.
We're lucky we gave these boneheads the boot back in the 18th century and
no longer have to put up with their aristocratic antics. Where is the authentic,
honest to goodness, one and only, actual, real IRA when you need them? ;
George Brent's Instep: Huge!!!!
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Seems to me that during the last few seasons she would have a short
romance with a couple of the male guest stars. Nothing serious, since
they had to go their separate ways at the end of the episode. I always
enjoyed the ones set in Cabot Cove more than those in New York. Maybe
they figured they had done all the small town stories they could do and it
was time to move to the big city.
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George Harrison going a little bit country, Behind That Locked Door.
Somebody screwed up the upload. Oops.
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What a truly sad story. Of course, it's an old one too. Young and old, male
and female, people from all backgrounds, have been led astray in much the same
way. Perhaps the saddest thing of all is that by the time they learn their lesson,
it's often too late and the damage is permanent: no good has ever come from the
rear end of George Brent. O, the humanity.
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I got a kick out of that short film about the fudge-packing industry.
And one minor advantage is that it's hard to outsource fudge-packing
to other countries. Let's keep it going right here in the USA, so that
fudge-packing by and for Americans will not perish from the face of
the earth. I was a relatively introverted kid in high school, still am.
Now, fudge-packing is okay, but we can't write as* without it being
bleeped? Where is the justice in that?
Fred is just being Fred. I think most people would agree that while
movies made after the mid 1960s are different in some ways from
those from the studio era, they are just as good. Good movies have
always been made and always will be. There is another advantage
to the short running times of the early stuido era films. If you've got
a real dog on your hands (and there were plenty of them) you've only
wasted an hour or so of your time.
Apres moi le derriere--George XV.
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I imagine that with his five o'clock shadow in full bloom, Dicky could
present quite a frightening sight.
Remember the time Eisenhower was asked if he could think of anything
of significance that Nixon had done as VP, and his answer was something
like Give me a few weeks and I might think of something. A classic.
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Meh.
Just to go off-topic a bit. With the bad employment situation,
maybe somebody would be interested in a career in fudge-
packing. This short film provides some good info for anyone
who might want to pursue that possibility. I have heard,
through the grapevine, that Fanny Farmer is hiring.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D-dTmstYHEY
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Yes, no monsters, just rather eccentric ghoulish types. And The Addams Family
cartoons originated much before the Eisenhower era, though it is hard to imagine
Ike and Mamie sitting down to dinner with the Addams' family.
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Too bad it's no longer possible to do a MSW show with many of the actors who
played detectives on TV--Peter Falk, William Conrad, Mike "Touch" Connors,
Jack Webb, Robert Blake (hey we might have a good suspect), Rock Hudson,
James Garner, etc.
Seth was just her curmudgeonly old doctor pal. They kidded around a bit, but
I don't think they ever mentioned being romantically involved. Of course with
these small New England towns, you never know what happens when the sun
goes down.
Yeah the boots and the extra long cigaret holder. Funny.
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"Now listen here son. There's one thing I won't have--any more of your
talk about being a woman trapped inside a man's body. So stop looking
at her pumps and keep your eyes on the road."
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I got a kick out of Metzger riding around in his big old Caddie on official
business. You can't blame them for chosing his son over the not very
bright deputy he had (can't remember his name, was it Floyd?). Maybe
Julie could be the villain, knocking off all the old time move star guests
so she can turn the rest home into the Cabot Cove Mall.
I haven't seen a Phyllis Diller routine in ages. She was funny. One clip they
showed on the news last night: I've always been interested in housework. I
just never did any.
So What Did Hitchcock Have Against Ruth Roman?
in General Discussions
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In his long interviews with Truffaut, Hitch mentioned that he had to take Ruth
since she was a Warner Bros. leading lady. Apparently there wasn't much
he could do about it. Since Robert Walker sucks so much of the air out of
the picture, most everybody else seems rather bland, the Senator's daughter
included. It seems to be a fairly thankless role and Ruth Roman did okay
with it. She looked pretty good in it, but maybe D.C. was considered less
glamorous back in the day.