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The dvd cover was more promising than what was contained in the film. I think there was a photo spread though in Playboy at the time which was more revealing.

Ditto.

If you are that impressed with the veracity of The Aviator I can only assume that the E. in the name Melvin E. Dummar stands for Eric.

That might be wishful thinking on Muller's part about his father since it is certainly not reflected in his books as hand me down incidents from dad's so-called noirish life. Muller's books should be titled something more like The Bobbsey Twins Meet Jersey Joe Walcott or Little Men Meet Little Women Dames in the Dark. James M. Cain was a noirish writer. Muller ain't, he's just a mild imitation of authentic noir writing.

I think Death in Venice is a masterful masterpiece. Bogarde is incredibly moving in the chief role. I hope you enjoy it.

I've had a similar situation. I'll be walking down the street and then all of a sudden I think of the microcephalics in the movie Freaks and then I get on the internet and find one of them still alive and trying to start an argument with me on a site about some minor detail I've posted that is totally inconsequential or that makes no sense to them. Now that is really freaky. Thankfully Sgt. Markoff usually has taken them into custody and is preparing papers for their admission to Broadmoor by the time I see their posts though so it all works out.

It certainly was egalitarian of you to come down to the mentally subterranean level of the masses here so you could "explain" to them such "cinematic" information about Lynchian matters. Let me offer sincere appreciation from all of us, Eric.

My sister and her high school girlfriends loved that movie since it was such a lurid potboiler. Didn't it star Diane McBain who was a Warner Brothers tv stalwart. It was just itching to be a paperback novel cover with the town tramp as they called them in those less progressive days, seducing all the young men available.

Totally dug this movie first time I saw it. Had a date who hated it but she was soon gone. A real classic of now and its time period.

It's also quite possible you just don't understand the motivations of Lynch, which can be daunting to the more prosaic of film and tv critics. With such groundbreaking and iconic moments that are revisionist to Lynch's own canon, it often takes some mindbending of one's own to fully appreciate such things as his return to Twin Peaks, unlike the movie Blow Out which is easily discernible at first viewing. I doubt Lynch wanted his return to TP to be like a return of Andy Hardy to his hometown of Carvel.

Definitely looking forward to seeing this when finished.

Yeah, Castle was a hoot and made films that were fun and a bit interactive.

Is Anne Hathaway supposed to be attractive? Who'd have thunk that also. I think she looks a bit like a muppet with that gigantic wide mouth which reminds me of the Joker.

Saw the Fields segment years ago as part of the film. Wouldn't be worth watching without it.

A classic. I was dating a girl in high school named Dee and we came back to her house after getting some food and her brother, Paul was watching the Tingler movie. When the Tingler was sliding around the theater under seats Dee got so scared she flipped her strawberry ice cream shake backward into her family's fireplace. What a mess. I laughed since it just looked like a frozen lobster claw but still it's a classic which shows best at drive-ins I would think.

If ya like him I can get you a date with Jack Elam.

Anything with Katharine Hepburn. She gives me heartburn. So affected.

Noir or crime drama? I say toss up with the emphasis on crime drama. Having been in the military of I'll guess the French Foreign Legion, Sgt. I will assume you know the military slang, "cannibalize" when one takes elements of one thing to become another thing. Just as one's grandma's old 1950's lamp has now been renamed as being Mid-Century Modern for selling purposes so too have many lackluster crime films in black and white been redubbed by those hoping to make a buck, as noirish gems. Some may be lining their pockets with this illusion and I think we know who they are now don't we. Glad to hear you didn't do any bag ruffling during Rififi.

One final note, I may be wrong but I think the word curated is being used in some of these TCM wine ads also by Ms. Tooley. There are some connoisseurs who find that particular term distasteful since they ask the question, when even did a true Master Sommelier become the equivalent of an art museum director. This bit about curating a list of wines is bogus, since the real perception is that really all that is going on is the perpetrator is buying and selling wine. Wine lists aren't gallery catalogs, they are just sales documents which will profit a company and if they don't, that wine "expert" would be fired probably. It's all kind of a smoke and mirrors technique and one wonders if Gloria Swanson or even Norma Desmond would enjoy the wine selection that the "curator" says should be drunk if one is visiting Sunset Boulevard for a night with the Waxworks.

Not sure what her qualifications are technically, since Clare nor TCM doesn't mention them in the tv ads or online. But if she calls herself a wine expert it would be nice to know what degree of knowledge she actually has attained according to the real Court of Master Sommeliers standards. If TCM really wanted a verifiable wine expert to be ascertaining the quality of the wines being purveyed and choosing them for food pairings TCM would maybe also be touting their choice, Clare's Sommelier achievements. Of course this bit about the wines having a connection to old classic movies is just hype since I doubt any of the stars on the bottles knew their images would be hawking wines in the future after they had passed.

I thought the only fun things to do here had to do with Adolph Rupp. Count me in.

I had to stop watching Dobie and Maynard after Thalia Menninger left the show.

Sounds like the cut dream footage from Rivette's Celine and Julie Go Boating.

They all were based on the murder by Chester Gillette of his paramour from the early 1900's.

If I'm thinking of the correct clips part of it is from Siodmak's The Killers also besides the Kubrick film mentioned by someone else above.