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Ssssssh, don't let on to sheit isn't as clever as sheit thinks sheit is. This board is sheit's life, sheit has no other outside of being a pompous condescending a.s.s. here. Poor pitiable sheit, pathetic really.

Mr Dash, it's a term of condescenion by the board troll. Hmmm, let's see, the troll isn't getting ready for work or school. I wonder what sheit does, since sheit never ever shares, as trolls never do.

Careful, Baker. The brain trust duo has found their way into the Trivia thread. All decorum is lost now.

Isn't it a peach, genius? Ahead of its time, portentous, upsetting and best of all, it starred my very favorite Brit detective before he was rotund -- Warren Clarke. I'm glad I bought it when I did -- why it isn't played more is a mystery to me. Tootsie and Mrs. freaking Doubtfire get 5 million air plays and Clockwork gets none. What a stupid industry.

Make sure it's the older version with Burgess Meredith and Lon Chaney - that's the best one. HUH? There's another? What heresy. Lon Chaney Jr.'s George was THE definitive George. There will never BE another George, imo. I no longer have the patience or time to watch a classic movie all the way through either. Some movies, like Rosemary's Baby and A Clockwork Orange, scared or affected (respecitvely) me so much that I could NOT watch them all the way through. Oh Judas Priest, I just looked up Of Mice and Men on imdb -- Malkovich and Sinise? Give me a freaking break. No way. No how. I don't know who that Casey guy is, but I bet he was no Bob Steele (who was a stunt man, right?). Heresy, I say.

What a wonderful idea gone wrong, wasn't it? From Wikipedia: <<<<<<<< UA was incorporated as a joint venture on February 5, 1919 by four of the leading figures in early Hollywood: Charles Chaplin, Douglas Fairbanks, Mary Pickford, and D. W. Griffith. The idea for the venture originated with Fairbanks, Chaplin, Pickford, and cowboy star William S. Hart a year earlier as they were traveling around the U.S. selling Liberty bonds to help the World War I effort. Already hardened veterans of Hollywood, the four film stars began to talk of forming their own company to better control their own work as well as their futures. With the addition of Griffith, planning began, but Hart bowed out even before things had formalized. When he heard about their scheme, Richard A. Rowland, head of Metro Pictures, said, "The inmates are taking over the asylum." The four partners, with advice from former Secretary of the Treasury William G. McAdoo (son-in-law of then-President Woodrow Wilson), formed their distribution company, with Hiram Abrams as its first managing director. The original terms called for Pickford, Fairbanks, Griffith and Chaplin to produce five pictures each year. But by the time the company got under way in 1920-1921, feature films were becoming more expensive and more polished, and running times had settled at around ninety minutes (or eight reels). It was soon clear that no one, no matter how popular, could produce and star in five films a year. By 1924, by which time Hart and Griffith had dropped out, the company was facing a crisis: either bring in others to help support a costly distribution system or concede defeat. The veteran producer Joseph Schenck was hired as president. Not only had he been producing pictures for a decade, but he brought along commitments for films starring his wife, Norma Talmadge, his sister-in-law, Constance Talmadge, and his brother-in-law, Buster Keaton. Contracts were signed with a letter of independent producers, especially Samuel Goldwyn, Alexander Korda and Howard Hughes. Schenck also formed a separate partnership with Pickford and Chaplin to buy and build theaters under the United Artists name. Still, even with a broadening of the company, UA struggled. The coming of sound ended the careers of Pickford and Fairbanks. Chaplin, rich enough to do what he pleased, worked only occasionally. Schenck resigned in 1933 to organize a new company with Darryl F. Zanuck, Twentieth Century Pictures, which soon provided four pictures a year to UA's schedule. He was replaced as president by sales manager Al Lichtman who himself resigned after only a few months. Pickford herself produced a few films, and at various times Goldwyn, Korda, Walt Disney, Walter Wanger, and David O. Selznick were made "producing partners" (i.e., sharing in the profits), but ownership still rested with the founders. As the years passed and the dynamics of the business changed, these "producing partners" drifted away, Goldwyn and Disney to RKO, Wanger to Universal Pictures, Selznick to retirement. By the late 1940s, United Artists had virtually ceased to exist as either a producer or distributor.>>>>>>>>>>>> Big business and money win in the end. See the rest of their history for how they degenerated into something owned by a couch jumping misogynist.

I wonder if he'll fire the female actors if they get pregnant? No chance of post-partum depression in his studio for our Tom, no sirree. I bet the misogynistic studio heads of the 1930s are his heroes.

Thanks SO much, Mr Dash. I have been seeing the episodes out of order, so I saw the one with the spirits -- cried all over the place -- and the one where the CM was dying. I wasn't sure if in that one he confessed to Mulder who he was and what he was doing for him. I assumed he wanted to keep close to Mulder without revealing who he was and at the same time get Mulder to find out about the government's experiments? I think. I was so sad to find out Mulder's sister was really dead, but was sooooooooo happy at the very last episode of the series. Wonderful show. And whether it was Duchovny or Chris Carter speaking, I'm sure the writers who put the words in Mulder's mouth didn't believe Oswald acted alone either! Thanks again Mr Dash. Some day I'll buy a DVD player, the complete X-Files set on DVD, lock myself in a room, and not come out until I've viewed them all.

Should I be doing an Eva Peron don't cry for me Argentina bite off my nose to spite my face about the upcoming Warren William movies that are on this month? Or is it April? Oh well, you all think of me, the lone hippie in the parking lot, protesting the crooks at Cablevision who stole TCM from me in an expectation that I would cave to their imperialistic corporate jackbooted tactics and come up with the extra money for the digital cable ahead of the equally jackbooted government dictum of 2009 in order to maintain a station that they only carried for two years and then ripped out of the programming lineup. Cablevision -- eat my shorts. Self -- your principles are admirable, but you are missing the opportunity to tape your posthumous boyfriend -- don't anyone else get the idea that Warren is going to marry any of you in the hereafter, on the assumption of course that Warren is warming his beautiful bony behind on Satan's wood stove. Everyone -- as mentioned above, enjoy the beautiful, aquiline nosed, gaunt, luscious tall drink of water William in whatever it is that TCM is running, I have forgotten already. Oh and to add insult to injury it's my birthday this month. Fate, ye be cruel! Hey tcmprogrammer, is there a VCR hanging around the corporate offices of TCM in Atlanta? Care to send me a tape of whatever WW movies you are running? I'll gladly pay you tomorrow for a hamburger today, as Wimpy said. No, seriously, I'll be glad to pay for a VHS copy of the WW movies that, unless you are still around in 2009 when the Nazis force me to get digital and you run the same movies again, I will, per the writ of the topic, not ever be able to see any other WW movies than what I have taped. Thanks.

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Hah....carbonara is to you as Haagen Daz and powdered sugar cake donuts are to me, eh? Thankfully I don't work in NY city anymore, klondike, because there was a place on the West Side that made THE best carbonara...I like it better than alfredo...in the U.S.! Never been to Italy so I can't say how good it is there, but I like mine just fine. I forgot the onions, anyone here except one want to bring the onions? Road Trip! klondike, you ever have spaghetti pie with pepperoni, eggs, and PR? Paula Deen, phui, she's a lightweight with an accent she moderates according to her audience. Now Justin Wilson, he were the real deal, I gar-on-tee. Hey klondike,

Brasciole would be excellent! **** red is fine with me, but I can't drink it because of the tannins. Cannoli is good too -- ever have a sfogliatelle filled with pastry cream? You'll think you're in heaven. Doing my part -- :0

Yup, patful. I long ago decided I didn't like Picasso, no matter how much I tried. Where Rodin and Monet make me teary, Picasso affected me the same way Red Skelton's clowns did. Hated both.

Not me, I don't want to be trusting OR believing in anything other than my dog. I'm quite happy believing in a conspiracy in every corner and Oswald acting on behest of the CIA, Mafia, FBI, Johnson, Navy Seals, Castro, Khrushchev, and any other person who happened to convince that nerdy little psycho that he should take claim for being able to hit the equivalent of a crack on a mosquito's **** from the sixth floor of a window when a car was moving below and the guy lurched back after being hit in the back of the neck. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight. Put me down as one of the most faithful adherents to the fat old white men of the Warren Commission. You betcha. And to Mush Mouth, hey now, you don't want the American people to THINK, do you? They might realize how many times the goober has warned us not to step on a crack, or we'd break our mother's back AND 'embolden' the enemy. Careful you don't whistle in the dark tonight, mrsl, or you might 'embolden' the enemy. I'm sorry to say I've never seen Fahrenheit 911 -- I'll be right over along with Mr. Klondike, and I'll bring the cherry cheesecake. Or would you prefer Italian cheesecake? Had to edit the impression I gave that I was coming over to your house with Mr. Klondike! Hey Mr. Klondike -- carbonara? Cream, eggs, slice up the cappocola, sprinkle albeit heavy of parmiggiano reggiano? Pinot grigio?

Oh, I forgot the FASHION critics on television -- ever get a load of the hairdos on those idiots or the clothes THEY are wearing?? Or the facelifts THEY have had, Joan I'm talking to you. And THEY have the nerve to insult what people choose for an outfit or the hairdo they have done for the day? I have to amend my statement -- fashion critics are dumb, corrupt, ignorant moochers too. They probably double dip their chips and don't wash their hands after doing number one too. OMG, this is sooooooooooo much fun.

True, mrsl. Except for the bat guano crazy Medved, most critics of the arts are just putting forth their own opinions of subjective topics, and being overpaid for the privilege. Remember the stories about Hedda Hopper, how she ruled with a jackboot in old Hollywood and how she could make or break someone. Think she did it for art's sake? Hell no, she did it for the same reason so many critics of the arts do -- for the power rush. Think of someone who tries to tell you or me where to eat and what we should think of the food. Most times, they factor in ambience into their review. Well, I couldn't give a rat's behind about ambience, so I ignore all restaurant critics. Film critics belong to the same dog pile. They lucked out to be where they are, and instead of kissing the ground because they get into movies and eat popcorn for free, they go on the FOX news show and hold forth on politics and religion. Talk about getting above their station. Same with art critics. There was a big hue and cry over an art exhibit in NY where the artist put poop on a picture of a religious figure. Big whoop. But the critics were outraged -- that isn't art! So those in charge had to do something about it. All because of a meddling critic. Now that I think about it, perhaps all critics are dumb, corrupt, ignorant moochers. They probably double dip their chips and don't wash their hands after doing number one. Except for Cranky Critic, of course, whom I trust implicitly for obvious reasons. Hey, I wonder if Koko is still alive? They can have her point to a screen and pick the good movies. If she can tell which suitor is good or bad, she would no doubt do a bang up job picking out the good stuff from the crap.

Thank you Mr Dash, so very kind of you. Yes, all is well. P.S. Just read somewhere that you like SciFi? I just discovered X-Files (yes, I know!) and am nuts about the show. So the Cigarette Man is really Mulder's father and he had been following Mulder to make him find out about the truth that the government was involved in a coverup (no, really?) and wanted to keep him safe? So was Mulder's mother his real mother? And who was Krychek? And did Mulder ever find out the Cigarette Man was his father? And Mulder's sister was dead after all and how did she die, did the Consortium REALLY sacrifice the sister to keep Mulder alive? Phew. And is Skinner a **** or what??? Oh, and on the odd chance you don't like the X-Files, never mind!!

Agree, movielover11. She's one of those actresses from whom I usually run, as per the cool question in one of the polls here. Her 'beeg trouble for moose and squirrel' accents are like bamboo splinters under my fingernails. But that schmata outfit -- Prada let that one out of the showroom? -- and the clunky flea market jewelry defied belief. Too bad she appears to be teflon, I would have loved to see the male Joan Rivers rip her outfit to shreds.

Absolutely, mrsl. Film reviewing is hell, but somebody's gotta do it. Picture those poor big old corporate run movie corporations, used to getting their way by greasing palms, now releasing a crapola movie that they've sunk millions into. They're not going to buy Larry King some new hair dye in exchange for a BEST MOVIE IN A CENTURY! quote, oh noooooooooooo. They're not going to treat Siskel #2 or Ebert #2 to a week in the Bahamas...oops, scratch that, who in their right mind would want to go there right now...in Turks and Caicos, yeah that's the ticket. Nooooooooo, S#2&E#2 are going to pass up the Dom Perignon baskets that come to their houses and the free trips to the Caribbean, moral indignity held high. Yeah right, just as an overweight restaurant reviewer is going to pass up a year's worth of free food at Le Cirque for a glowing report. Un huh, and Oswald acted all by himself. So let the reviewers clog their arteries with all the free Junior Mints they and their relatives can scarf down, I won't be listening to their advice anymore than I will watch Larry King for any longer than it takes me to surf past his ugly old face. Good question, Verizon is using 'broadband' and 'fiber optic' television with abandon these days in their ads. Since I trust no one, I'd love to know if these are more than Madison Avenue buzz words. Absolutely on trailers. They are like the sales people who call and offer you their product oh so sweetly. Then once you have caved and purchased whatever it is they are selling, you now have to deal with Customer Service. In India. In a heavy accent. And get through the 'press one' abomination (I never, ever, ever press one for English). So caveat emptor.

Absolutely. An entire crop of people getting paid good money just to loaf. I liked Siskel and Ebert, just for the mock arguments they staged. I liked reading Robert Bianco (is he still around), since he agreed with me on the state of television in America. But honestly, Medved has insanity in his eyes and Nazi tendencies in his moustache. The man scares me. Yup. If more people took the time to investigate and think, there would be far fewer automatons in the world today.

OMG -- did you see The Galaxy Song from the same movie????????? Great stuff.

And to not transgress the Holy rit... Oh boy, Mr Dash, that was funny, thank you for the laugh. Yes, 'objective', I bet Michael 'bat guano crazy' Medved even thinks HE is objective. Movie critics are as subject to personal biases (and payola, I don't doubt) as are restaurant critics. I'm the last word on both subjects when it comes to what I believe, the word of some overpaid hack who gets to eat free popcorn in a free movie seat means nothing to me, just as the 'one thin mint' gourmands are to be taken with a grain of salt. Hah, I made a pun.

Phui. Which one was Kate Winslet? You'd think E! Online would make it easy to search for the ladies and their dresses on their site.

jdb1, was Max hot or what? PBS used to play a great deal of Janus films a hundred years ago, and I used to love the Bergman films just for him. Oh yeah, and the artistic merit. When I saw him as JHC, I almost plotzed. Not so much now, he hasn't aged well. Hmmm, wonder how Warren would have held up. Anyone in the audience have one of those forensic aging gizmos? Or a wayback machine at the very least?

Ooooph. Google 'schmata' and you'll see a picture of that dress. :0