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Yes her lack of knowledge was a foil to his utter bigotry which she didn't share in, but that an adult could be so ignorant was hard to digest, even in a sitcom. I know they've shown LATB in the past. I'm also a little surprised that they aren't showing it after Michael Douglas in their promo about Kirk said that that was Kirk's favorite movie. Maybe, for whatever reason, it wasn't available. I will likely watch Town Without Pity. I haven't seen that in maybe fifteen or twenty years.

Even for a sitcom character she was pretty clueless. Have to admit she was a bit of a dingbat, though a nice one. I think I saw House of Strangers quite some time ago when it was on the Fox Movie Channel or whatever it is now called. Very entertaining, with Eddie G. chewing the scenery like Godzilla.

All at once. They were a family that lived next door to him and they had had a number of disputes over the years. His wife left him, which didn't help his disposition any. One night he took his rifle and just went into the house and started shooting members of the family.

Yes there was very little about his family and employment background which certainly explains quite a bit about his ambitions and his actions and was a significant part of the novel. Other, later sections were also edited down. In a way I can understand that because An American Tragedy is a very long book. The edition I read was 800 +/- pages. I no longer look on a lot of films adapted from novels as really adaptations but as two separate works of art.

This was an actual incident. The guy was a kook who killed three or four people, who were his neighbors and had being feuding with him over a number of years. As kind as Edith was, she didn't have a good grasp on certain parts of reality.

The Master--confounding readers, hanging fire, and scuffing walls since 1875.

Probably. My local TV section isn't always accurate but they likely are correct on this. I'm against capital punishment but there are some circumstances that make me wonder, like this one. I can't recall the reason, but his victims had a gun but didn't use it, maybe they couldn't get to it in time. A very sad story.

I only remember two episodes, but I might have missed one. Even for the crazy scheduling of ID, it was strange that it seems to have disappeared so soon. According to my local weekly TV section it isn't on this week. I got a laugh out of the Lovelady, TX. police department. The guy target shoots all night and there are bullet holes in the house, but they aren't sure it he was the culprit. That turned out to be a dumb decision.

Probably down at the Red Cross rolling bandages. I always though Mrs. Archer was much sexier than the running hot and cold Brigid O'Shaughnessy.

I didn't realize that after all that back and forth Mary turned out to be an indifferent mother. The Crawford children would have seen indifference as paradise. From the little checking I did around the internet, the diary was not allowed in the trial, though the husband did leak parts of it to the papers. There is also the possibility that parts of it were forged, likely some of the more salacious entries. After the trial it was locked in a bank vault and finally destroyed in the early 1950s. Might make a nice little indie film.

I thought the trial had something to do with child custody, though I don't recall all the details. I also don't recall if excerpts were read in court or if that was blocked by the judge. Hollywood Babylon has some fact and some fiction in it, but the chapter about Mary Astor's case hewed pretty close to the real court case, for which there was obvious documentation. Kaufman certainly wasn't any Cary Grant. Maybe it was his wit and sense of humor.

One of the first times I read about Mary Astor was in Hollywood Babylon when her diary was read in some trial she was involved in. It went into ecstasies over how George S. Kaufman and his five acter sent her all shivering under the night sky stars. I watched The Great Lie last night because I hadn't seen it in years. Entertaining no doubt though the plot is pretty hokey, even for a 1940s women's picture. From my calculations Georgie was away for about a year and yet his hair turned grey? Thankfully the picture ended before little Pete got too annoying but it was getting pretty darn close.

Didn't watch the series but got a kick out of the promo of D Lemon doing the Travolta paint can stroll from SNF. Sorry to hear about the circumstances surrounding the death of William Frawley. If it happened during baseball season, I hope it was just after the Yankees won a game. R.I.P. Money belt.

No, but Susan Alexander Kane was the greatest opera singer who ever lived.

Balaban looks like one of those nerdy kids who would deliver the groceries in 1950s TV shows.

Those thick black glasses were the basic style back in the 1960s. Now if a famous movie or rock star were wearing them now, they might be hip, but if the guy looked like Balaban they would still be nerdtown.

I guess it's partly how much of the stranded in a storm scenes one can take. To me they last too long and drag the film down quite a bit in the middle. The late entrance of Barbara O'Neil helps somewhat, but that can't salvage what went before. I think the kindest way to think of this one is to call it a misfire.

It would be interesting to read the story and see how if differs from the movie. As Ben mentioned, Cain sued because the screenwriter had taken some of the storm scene from another one of his books though Cain lost his suit. I do give them credit for having a somewhat ambiguous ending instead of having Barbara O'Neil commit suicide or get run over by a car.

This was a weird animal. It began like a romantic comedy of the working class girl meets eccentric rich guy variety and then turns into a rather overwrought melodrama, complete with thunderstorm, followed by a flood. The downpour seems like it would never end. Thank goodness it finally did. Barbara O'Neil gave the finale a little added oomph, but it ends with a whimper. Charles Boyer does his sophisticated, soigne Frenchmen/European thing again. He does it well, but it gets tiresome after you've seen it for the third or fourth time. This has some promise but needs to be sent back to the garage for a major overhaul.

Looks like Woody Allen was heading to see a Bergman flick at the New Yorker but somehow wound up in a Times Square fleapit watching a low-budget sci-fi movie. Of course the chronology would be wrong. That's no problem in Hollywood. I remember one time my friend and I were over in NYC and we came back to where we parked the car and it was gone; it had been towed. We took the bus back to Jersey and I had to tell my mom some story about needing the car which she fell for, so we could drive back to New York and get the car out of the impound. Funny now, wasn't too funny then, at least until it was all over.

Veda took umbrage at the sad fact that no matter how much dough ol' Mildred made, she was nothing more than a low-class, common frump.

Mister, you won't tell my mommy I gave you a ******* will you? Please mister, don't. She thinks I'm at Carnegie Hall practicing.

The popcorn's better.

My local movie theater has started to show studio era and later films on Sundays and Wednesdays. Coming up are South Pacific, Breakfast at Tiffany's, The Maltese Falcon, and The Big Lebowski.

Sam's great grandson is the rapper Sam I Ain't. He recently released his second album Rick Blaine Don't Mean **** To Me U C on Casablanca records.