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I had forgotten that. Christ you know it ain't easy, You know how hard it can be, The ways things are going, They'll name an airport after me.

I think waiting a whole 30 hours for a slam dunk like John Wayne/Jane Fonda shows remarkable restraint.

How about Jane Fonda International Airport with direct flights to Hanoi and Ho Chi Minh City?

Never apologize for renaming an airport, it's a sign of weakness.

Yep. You'd think he at least would have tried for a TV store.

Since this occurred toward the end of the flight they might not have been high enough (altitude wise) to join the mile high club. Then again, maybe they were just bending over to pick up their bags of spilled peanuts.

Iron Man (1951) Jeff Chandler, Evelyn Keyes, Stephen McNally. Jeff Chandler is Iron Man, boxer Coke Mason. Paradoxically, Coke is not an iron worker, but a Pennsylvania coal miner who is good with his fists. Thus he decides to leave the polluted dirty coal mines for the clean and fresh air of the boxing arena. Due to some psychological quirk, Coke becomes an ANIMAL in the ring whenever he is humiliated, which earns him a rep as a "dirty" fighter. His one goal in life is to earn enough dough to...open a radio store in Philly. Evelyn Keyes plays his medium-suffering girlfriend and McNally is his older brother and manager. Rock Hudson has a supporting role as Coke's friend and early sparring partner, Speed. You don't have to have a crystal ball to see that the grand finale will feature a bout between Coke and Speed. Coke is the defending champion, despite his use of an extreme low crouch that has him being hit repeatedly in the forehead by his opponents. Rock wins the match, but Coke Mason comes away with the life lesson of, well something about not being such an egotistical jackass. We never do find out if Coke did open that big radio store. This flick is not in the same weight class as Champion or Body and Soul, but if boxing movies are your thing it's fairly entertaining, since most of these boxing films have the same general plot. [A number of wags in the YT comment section had fun with the idea of a boxing match between gay Rock Hudson and supposed cross dresser Jeff Chandler. One Hollywood actress has come to Jeff's defense, saying that Chandler was all man from the tip of his ostrich plum hat down to his open toed high heels.] There is no connection between this film and the Black Sabbath song of the same name.

Guilty. I don't mind Oscar month that much because I can catch up on some movies I haven't seen in a while, like Mighty High. I haven't seen it in ten years or so. I go with what I have read as the consensus--kind of corny but still entertaining. It is a bit on the long side. One mystery--did the newlyweds sitting in the front of the plane actually get it on when it seems the plane might have to ditch in the ocean? You see them start to move toward the floor and then a cut to another part of cabin. Hmmm.

Ganz ganz dead.

Young love, first love.

Or the mixed sitcom. I think they're both very funny, though I would likely give a slight edge to Seinfeld maybe because it's more of this time and isn't quite as dated as The Dick Van Dyke Show.

Going with Chekhov, though I can't say if his plays work as movies. It's not the short, occasional melodramatic outbursts that I appreciate, but the tragicomic landscape of genteel every day futility. Add in Brecht, Pinter, and the usual 20th century American suspects.

Rob and Laura got a queen size bed, yadda, yadda, yadda.

I do notice that when people compare the Beatles' sales records to others, they sometimes disregard the fact that the Beatles had a fairly short career compared to performers like Bing, Sinatra, Elvis and others. The Beatles do have the most number one records on the Billboard Hot 100 chart. Since it started in 1958 it does disadvantage earlier artists like Bing and Frank. I like Bing Crosby, though I can't say I listen to his music very often.

Jimmy Swaggart and son Donnie appear quite often on channel 344 on DirecTV. They both look like they're doing pretty well and wear nice suits. There are quite a few born every minute.

I think the lesson of Interiors is never try to out-Bergman Bergman.

Yes, they don't make buggie whips like they use to. And I'm talking about movies that are pretty run of the mill stuff with no outstanding qualities, at least as I see them. It's like any old b&w flick is better just because it is an old b&w flick. Weird.

Or, on occasion, how to properly put on a rubber. I know they are good for you, but I've never been much of a banana fan. I guess I could dip them in chocolate sauce, but even that probably wouldn't turn out very well.

The title of this thread is bound to appear a number of times in just about every comment section for a studio era flick on YT, along with its companion How come they don't make movies like this anymore. It even appears on films that are on the mediocre side, which always amuses me. They should make more films like this rather pedestrian thing.

Better him than Billy Banana. Imagine the smell.

Mom, he's making eyes at me. I love pc, especially when it drives the right wingers batty.

And all these years I thought he was cremated.

I know the original Abbey wrote a few how to books, though I think they were only available through her column and not in book stores. Yes I remember that hairdo. Her daughter's is more subdued and even has a lot of grey in it. I didn't buy the book due to the cover, but it was kind of cool and I thought it would be nice to have others in the same style before they were changed. I had six of Chandler's novels in the same cover style and then they went and changed it so I had to get the seventh in the new style. I survived.