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She was a pretty nasty piece of work hiding, not very successfully, behind the facade of the kindly old neighbor lady.

Yeah man, it's outta sight, she's all right. One good thing was on the second viewing the plot was clearer. The first time around I was spending time trying to figure out who was related to who and who wanted to get married, etc. The ending still was on the corny side though.

Ram Bam, thank you ma'am.

Spoilerette. Though TSOTR is a pretty grim flick from start to finish, I got a kick out of the local busybody, played by Dame May Whitty, finally being given her walking papers at the end of the movie. Much deserved.

I used to live in Brattleboro and in all those years I never realized a TV star walked the same hilly streets as I did.

I came across TSOTR on YT a few months ago. It is one part hothouse drawing room family melodrama and one part mysterious goings on. Not very interesting on either account. I did feel sorry for Susan Peters confined to her wheelchair and having not a lot to do except insult people and plot things. I'll watch it because it will look better on TV than YT. In either format it's pretty slow going.

You have to admire the Canadians for their wit and sophistication for coming up with the name Canada Day. Well done. But I have to admit I still prefer the English Graham Greene to the Canadian one.

I never knew that Tatum O'Neal and Ron O'Neal were related. Not all that famous, but Sara Lane of The Virginian was the daughter of the character actor Rusty Lane.

I've always thought of this movie as an entertaining shaggy dog story. I think Orson does well playing the main character, who is a charming braggart who isn't sure what is exactly going on and seems to be involved with events that go over his head, much as Welles was in Hollywood at times. And Rita looks splendid with her short platinum blonde do. Very alluring, even if she is not a nice girl. And Glenn Anders is perfect as the paranoid kook come murderer. He seems so 2020. I usually forget the details of the murder plots in the years between viewings, but I think they are made clear by the end of the film.

I notice there's a large bird hovering over Geo. Washington's head in one of the photos. I hope the bird won't poop on old George. Cleanup on Potus 1.

I don't think they did. This concert was the year before My Woman from Tok-kay-o was released. I liked that song too, though not as much as Smoke on the Water.

In defense of Purple, she was a strange kind of woman. There were also complaints from the roadies about the work load. I went to a Deep Purple concert in New York, though it wasn't in Poughkeepsie, at least I don't think it was in Poughkeepsie.

I'm sure people with expertise in such things, armed with drills and sledge hammers could do the job. That would leave a large space in the mountain, so why not replace it with this. Yes, they're English, but, as far as I can tell, they were never slaveholders.

Those two episodes of the TZ are similar to two segments of Dead of Night, especially the one about the living dummy. I don't know if TZ credited the original writers or not. I always thought the spookiest segment of Dead of Night was the one with Sally Ann Howes about the Christmas party and the boy from the past.

Maybe he expected Pat O'Brien to come out and save him.

Yeah. Some of Serling's TZ scripts were kind of preachy and simplistic, but this one was a cut above the usual. After the false alarm I guess everybody will be building their own shelter, though I don't think that was the message Serling wanted to get across.

I couldn't remember the specifics. Sometimes those gangster movies get muddled up in my mind. It was certainly an iconic scene, one that is hard to top in later movies.

Everybody wanted to get into that little ole bomb shelter. One of the better TZ episodes IMO.

Yes, it's heartening to see a crook who uses his brains and follows the old time gangster tradition of leaving no witnesses. Well done, faithful servant.

I was referring only to the end of the film where Cliff stumbles along a number of blocks before he finally goes down, as Cagney did in a couple of his gangster movies. I'd say it's a somewhat above average movie, certainly entertaining, but nothing special.

Mostly a routine crime film with a few good visuals and some interesting plot points, but still it's a I've seen this before type of movie. I did get a kick out of Robertson in the finale trying to out Cagney Cagney in the I'm gonna keep stumbling until I go down sweepstakes. Rain always helps in those situations. I thought Fuller might end the movie with the shadows of Robertson and the two women up on the wall as in the scene at the beginning of the picture, but I guess not. Robertson screwed up like many tough guys do by not disarming the dude that was Emhardt's bodyguard and then getting shot on the way out. What is this, amateur hour? And it's hard to believe that Cliff could drown a whale like Robert in so short a time. I think Larry Gates was also in that bomb shelter episode of The Twilight Zone.

Yes, the taste of kerosene knows no age discrimination. I don't think I'd want to buy any food with Uncle Fester's name on it either.

I'm betting there won't be many customers for Aunt Bee's Pickles.

Knowing Mr. Haney I thought it might have been ghost workers. Guess not. Yeah, the Grandma's cookie woman gets younger looking every couple of years.

We must always remember the long gone time of brave, tattooed, chain wielding hog riders and their old ladies who demurely let them pull a train. Now they are gone with the exhaust fumes, never to return. Vrooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom