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Gotta dig that plaid pitcher.

So glad you mentioned her. A fine actress and from the silent days. Along with other great ladies of that time period like Anna Q. Nilsson, the Talmadge sisters, Pola Negri, Blanche Sweet, Betty Compson, Corinne Griffith and my favorite, Jetta Goudal, the likes of Jobyna and those above are sincerely missed. All excellent practitioners of the art of silent screen acting.

Well, you said what I was going to say. Besides that I thought he was a pretty poor actor I also thought he seemed kind of dense outside of his acting roles. I remember when some people in the 1960's said they hoped he'd run for president someday and I thought "Oh gee, no please don't let an actor become president." Well, you can see what happened with that with another actor so my nightmare came true. I will agree though that visually he looked great in costume parts but other than that, he was as wooden as Howdy Doody in a role.

Hugh Franklin played Phoebe's first husband, Charles Tyler. He always reminded me of H.B. Warner. One of the most distinguished players from the show was James Mitchell who was in Hollywood films as a dancer mostly. He played the dastardly Palmer Cortlandt to perfection. Many fine actors were on All My Children.

I had no idea that Jesus probably looked like Kenny Loggins. So kind of you to share this revelation. I'm sure Richard Dawkins will add this to his touring repetoire if he speaks again near Liberty University.

Warrick's exchanges as Phoebe Wallingford, with hubby and reformed con-man, Langley Wallingford on All My Children were witty and amusing amidst all the sturm und drang of the soap. I believe the part was played by Louis Edmonds who had originally been on Dark Shadows.

Now we're talking. A true cinema stalwart to admire with a noteworthy career and memorable in so many films though today's audience probably doesn't even know his name sadly, except for some here. I remember Seastrom's The Wind fondly due to his Love's performance with Gish.

Life can be difficult, Sgt. I was in Manhattan once and asked the youngish waitress for Branch Water with my usual liquor selection. She came back and said "I'm sorry, Sir but we have no branch water. Would regular water do?" Ahem...

I have that scene in my unexpurgated video copy of I think Curly Top. I can let you have it for 100 smackeroos since it now is considered racy.

This character always reminds me of Babe Didrikson Zaharias.

Reminds me of the line in Marty where the aunt says something pejorative about Marty's new girl having gone to college, about college girls being "One steppa from the streets, one steppa from the streets." Those college girls go on to careers and I guess ruin society.

Well said. Inky works, murky maybe not so much.

I applaud your concept nouveau for fun noir. Yes, perversity can and should be enjoyable occasionally so why not in the dark dungeon of noir depravity. I wonder if the movie Slightly Scarlet would fit into your hypothetical category. My appreciation for your revisionist noir ideas brings me to the belief that a bright and lovely lass like you, is wasting her valuable time defending the likes of Muller as a proper host, when instead you should be taking the time to send in your own tapes for recruitment as a possible TCM Noir Hostess, or just to be gender ambivalent a TCM Noir Host Extraordinaire. Your unique noir viewpoints deserve a proper airing on TCM in this maelstrom of dark streets and dour circumstances.

A truly captivating gift from the TCM Holiday Catalog would be the TCM Casting Call Scarf marked down from $69.95 to $55.95. Just long enough in its 26" by 80" size for any attempted asphyxiation techniques on the wearer by followers of Harry Cohn and his ilk.

Do you ever think the murky effect works to a film like Detour's advantage?

One needs to work off all those donuts and cherry pie too working those tea cup holding muscles. I bet Andy doesn't drink tea or coffee though but he is a wimp.

Maybe not Reflex Noir but I can see someone using the term Duplex Noir for people trading spouses in the same living establishment in a dark and dangerous way on those wet noirish streets, Sarge. Now when Muller speaks on the subject I have more of a feeling of Reflux Noir coming up from my innards.

Ya can build up a lotta muscles hefting that newfangled percolator thing for each gulp of the cafe au lait or tea a real man is ingesting.

Tongue-in-cheek, eh? Yeah, having no sense of humor myself I would probably miss that intent of Muller's. Good to know.

If some steroids are being used in the tea infusion method then that's quite masculine.

The only Bruce I care about in movies is Virginia Bruce. What a stunner.

Kudos for going there, Sgt. Markoff and ditto on all of them especially Spielberg. I always knew Brian Donlevy was not just a pretty face for the Arrow Collar enterprise.

Thanks for this very interesting post especially with the shooting script information. With all the other remakes of this film in movie and tv form, maybe the supposed missing scene is from one of them. I remember seeing a tv version with Sebastian Cabot and other film and tv takes with Richard Attenborough and even Thomas Mitchell so perhaps the scene exists in a different version.

The Great White Hope about Jack Johnson was a fine film.

Who doesn't like seeing sexually repressed librarians and astral projecting killings via meat grinding scenes I ask you. Oh, they are not all in one movie? Too bad.