When I wear my leopard print
faux fur hat
I sense some hostility
along with
the joviality
of those I meet

Playful and fun, and
warm as toast, my head
can manage
sub-zero mornings
with a smile

Catching admiring eyes
that surprise me
entering the supermarket
and the coffee shop
I perceive more

Perhaps they see
the animal in me
conjuring images
smoking and insincere
strength and ferocity
under that
faux fur hat

photo unknown, pinterest.com


Tantalizing Tuesday: Ann Savage


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That’s life. Whichever way you turn, fate sticks out a foot to trip you.

–Al Roberts, Detour


As I return to our TT feature, I decided to put the Tuesday spotlight on Ann Savage. More specifically, I want to look for a few moments at Ann Savage as Vera in Detour. Detour is one of those films from the 1940’s that the studios were cranking out weekly. I read some disparaging remarks about this movie more than once, one reviewer stating that all you could see of L.A. in the film was a ‘parking lot.’ One account said that the movie was shot in six days, but it was reported elsewhere that it took 14 days at a budget of $30,000. I didn’t bother to give sources, as it was impossible to know what’s truth, except that the movie had no huge budget and yet it has aged so very well.

The posed photo of Ann above is adorable, but how I remember her is like this, the hitchhiker from hell.

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There is some debate about whether Vera is a femme fatale. She is not overly flirtatious and there is no sex implied. But the fast-talking hustler Vera is beautiful, mean, vicious, heartless, and manipulating. Next to Tom Neal as Al Roberts, she is strong as iron, Al being a pessimist, and a bit limp, is just a guy stuck in a situation he could not have predicted.

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Tantalizing Tuesday: Hedy LaMarr

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Any girl can be glamorous. All you have to do is stand still and look stupid.


Hope and curiosity about the future seemed better than guarantees. That’s the way I was. The unknown was always so attractive to me… and still is.

–Hedy LaMarr

I heard somewhere that Hedy Lamarr felt her looks were more of a detriment in her life than a help, though she know how to use them to get her way in Hollywood for a time, until it was over. And it was over fast. I have been fascinated by her story for some time. There are elements in it that are so sad. But we shall press forward and focus on the bright spots.

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Tantalizing Tuesday: Jean Arthur

Jean Arthur

I fell in love with Jean Arthur for the first time in Mr Smith Goes to Washington. She guided Jimmy Stewart as a Junior Senator who stumbled over some corruption during his first time in Washington. I could go on an on about the film itself–its great casting, the marvelous filming around Washington, D.C., as well as the involvement of the child-actors who really made the film special. But we’re talking about Jean Arthur today. Let’s take a peek–and a listen–

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Her figure


He never knew what he had in her
her angle–something
between silk stockings and
late night gas guzzlers
even the police tread easy

That figured–
he was sick and tired of the triangle
the crossed lines every time he called
and she did not answer
feeling her there, listening

‘What do you expect from a woman,’
she’d say, and laugh. ‘Hell, I don’t
even have to pay the light bill anymore.’
His face ashen, for how does a man
be a man–left daily in an airless cube

Wearing a tan trench coat
written all over him–
he’d seen Casablanca
once a week for a year after she left–
twice over Christmas

So when she showed up
he wasn’t saying no to anything
let alone stockings, heels
and a black cat–in his haste–
not checking the price tag

With no options–except to run parallel
to her wants.needs.desires.
for he would do nothing to slight her–
this magic in silk and lace

his thoughts somewhere dark and wet
at an adjacent angle to his wallet

Tantalizing Tuesday: Lizabeth Scott


“Don’t ever change, Tiger. I don’t think I’d like you with a heart.”
-Danny, in Too Late for Tears

In an interview in 1996 Lizabeth Scott said that the film noir roles that she played, often the good girls gone bad, were not written for her, that it was serendipity, due to the popularity of noir at the time. She said, “I fell in love with the lens, and the lens fell in love with me.”

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Elizabeth Scott, in her first film, You Came Along

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Amber (caution)

She came with a set of luggage
3 pieces and a train-case
a Barbie doll, with
all the accessories

Lovely lady with the trimmings
winter holidays
wrapped up in a bow
for that touch
of ostentatious-ness

Every night (every day)
the sound of an alto sax
followed us down dim streets
my hand in the hollow
of her lower back

Squinting to make out the signs
the words (indistinct)
but then (she said)
I really did not try very hard
to read them

My eyes boring into hers
when she would turn her head
waiting for them to light up
like a cat’s
each time a car drove by

Tantalizing Tuesday: Bette Davis, pt. 1


What do you think of when someone mentions Bette Davis? The full-of-life doomed Judith Traherne with a brain tumor in Dark Victory? Or is it the cheeky Mildred tormenting a devoted Philip in Of Human Bondage? Perhaps she is most memorable for you as Baby Jane Hudson. For me, no part was more memorable than her portrayal of Charlotte Vale in Now, Voyager. I am sure that I related to her repression and heavy-handed mother. It was a pleasure to look on the screen and see a woman who never flinched, and who was determined to fight to get her own life back for herself. That impressed the hell out of me. Because it was Bette Davis on the screen, I believed every bit of it.

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