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West Side Story (1961) next: sidewalk scene

Good one! George E. Stone in The Confessions of Boston **** + sequels (1941+), Moonlight on the Prairie (1935), Hold 'Em Yale (1935) next: "Birdie" Coonan "Moe" Williams Mrs. Elizabeth Stroud

Rita Hayworth in: The Strawberry Blonde (1941), Cover Girl (1945), Pal Joey (1957) Next: Mother York Ma Forrester Ma Jarrett

The Naked Prey (1965) next: lots of red herrings

Anne Francis next: played the assistant to a private detective on TV

Irene Papas next: Escape in the Desert (1945)

Eve Arden in The Doughgirls (1944), Our Miss Brooks (1956), Grease/ Grease 2 (1978/1982) next: Frankie Christopher Nick Bianco Doc Holliday

Saw Johnny O'Clock, it was OK. Haven't I seen it on that Movies! channel alot recently? Anyway... Lee J. Cobb seems too emotional (for no apparent reasons). Dick Powell flashes some nice duds, but is too unemotional. Evelyn Keyes was just right, she smolders! The best dialogue is thrown back and forth between Ms. Keyes and Mr. Powell. My favorites: Keyes (about the pianist) : "tell him to stop playing, it's bad for my eyes" Powell: "Hey you with the hands... go home." and Keyes to Powell: "Tell me things, sweet pretty things. I'll close my eyes and make believe they're true."

Thanks Lavender, actually it was not DeWitt Clinton HS in the Bronx, but DeWitt Clinton Park on 11th Ave & West 54th in Manhattan, where I played regularly starting in the late 80's. As you can imagine, a park in that area at that time was a place where unusual things happened. met Matthew Broderick there and he was very nice and a decent softball player saw a hooker climb onto a water fountain and use it like a bidet saw a bunch of big guys in sweats playing touch football suddenly run off the field, pull out NYPD badges and guns and arrest a bunch of drug dealers This video of a murder scene in 1987 gives you an idea of what the park was like then. The first victim, the poor guy on the ground is on the other side of the fence from the softball field. Both of them are in the playground on the SW area of the park (by 12th Ave & West 52nd). The shot at 6:15, that's the park entrance at 54th and 11th Ave.

I'm watching Where the Boys Are (1960). To the stunning Sister Dolores Hart- thank you for warming the big screen and for being Stanley G's friend.

the great Colin Clive. next: The Front Page (1974)

Lassie Come Home (1943) next: a dangerous animal

Greta Garbo (made major impact and got out early) next: realistic or natural performer

Cigarjoe, I appreciate the depth of your recommendations. For us ex or current Bronxites who lament the under-representation of the Bronx in classic films, do any Bronx-specific films come to mind? BTW I saw the Bronx-based The Incident (1967) for the first time recently and it made me nostalgic for the days when thugs and muggers (like the Sheen/Musante characters) would roam the subways with an understandable agenda that us potential victims could deal with. Nowadays the NYC subways are like urinals on wheels for the convenience of the severely mentally ill, to transport them to drug dispensaries/concentration camps such as Penn Station.

St. James Park, good call. Sadly, that was an abysmal place in the crack years. The park and the area are now, much better. The store you see over Caroll Baker's shoulder as she enters the park- is now a Vietnamese restaurant called Cơm Tấm Ninh Kiều

The Tattooed Stranger (1950) is the closest to a "Bronx noir" that comes to mind. The detectives go to the Botanical Gardens in a key subplot, and catch up to the killer on East Tremont Ave. in a gravestone factory. It is mentioned in the film that the handsome detective graduated from Fordham, which I liked as a nice authentic touch. I went to school with quite a few guys who wound up in NYPD or other big police departments, FBI, CIA, etc. BTW, sorry not a "Bronx noir" but The Verdict (1982) has a good scene shot in the old Duane Library on the Fordham campus in the Bronx. The Fordham girls went nuts over Paul Newman, which was understandable. I went nuts on the doughnuts on the catering table.

No Bronxgirl. I'm from Brooklyn! Until I moved there for college, I knew nothing about the Bronx. Once there I fell hard for the diverse people, diverse foods, the interesting topography, and magnificent architecture that I was lucky enough to experience everyday. And I became Bronx embedded. While at Fordham I volunteered in the public school system and in public housing. Worked at Clarke's Bar on Fordham Road (which was like advanced abnormal psych), and at Marina Del Rey Caterers in Throgs Neck (which was like advanced GoodFellas). Ate the best gyros ever made at Kojak's Gyro. And today I thank the Bronx for accelerating my upbringing. Where I'm from was like Disneyland compared to the Bronx in the 80's.

No Bronxgirl. I'm from Brooklyn! Until I moved there for college, I knew nothing about the Bronx. Once there I fell hard for the diverse people, diverse foods, the interesting topography, and magnificent architecture that I was lucky enough to experience everyday. And I became Bronx embedded. While at Fordham I volunteered in the public school system and in public housing. Worked at Clarke's Bar on Fordham Road (which was like advanced abnormal psych), and at Marina Del Rey Caterers in Throgs Neck (which was like advanced GoodFellas). Ate the best gyros ever made at Kojak's Gyro. And today I thank the Bronx for accelerating my upbringing. Where I'm from was like Disneyland compared to the Bronx in the 80's.

I had not seen The Lineup for a few years... I really enjoyed it, but I also would not call this noir. For one thing, the film is very bright, all shot in bright daylight. No fog, no darkness. The closest things to noir elements for me were the scene in the precinct house with the police lineups of crummy-looking jokers the rooming house occupied by the late wheel-man "Lefty" Sanford Jenkins, where the cops find his stash and needles- grim, realistic scene on a garbage-strewn street The Seaman's Club where Eli Wallach murders the guy in the steam room; dark, morbid scene in a place that seems like it was waiting for a murder BTW, I have stood in police lineups. When I attended college at Fordham U in the Bronx (early-mid 1980's), the cops from the 52nd Precinct would recruit students like me to stand in lineups, at the police station (still there at the corners of Webster & Mosholu Ave's) for $10 cash, per night. If I was lucky, one lineup, home in an hour. If I was unlucky, I'd start at midnight and be home at 8:00 AM, after spending the night in the company of the crummiest-looking group of crooks you could imagine. $10 was not chump change in those days, On the way home at Rocco's on Bedford Park Blvd, a large pie and a calzone might be 8 dollars. At Cushy Butterfield's bar, a draft beer was 35 cents.

Strangers on a Train (1951) next: pajamas

Shirley Temple in Now and Forever (1934), Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm (1938), The Bachelor and the Bobby-Soxer (1947) next: Crazy Horse Paul Gaugin Zampano

Warner Baxter next: actor/actress who also directed

Moonfleet was also the last film of the always interesting Skelton Knaggs St. Benny the Dip- Freddie Bartholomew next: The Couch (1962)

Joan Fontaine next: large person

Good one Peebs. One of my favorites, Marie Windsor. Her best moments on screen are as good as anyone's. next: Moonfleet (1955)