Jean only lived to be 26. She takes some criticism some, but who wasn’t immature at 26? I like her because along with the glam, she had humor. This is from one of my favorite movies, Dinner at Eight. Though, the best scene I think got stolen by Marie Dressler.
Here is another fun scene with William Powell in Libeled Lady
When things cool off here, I’ll reprise Harlow with a full piece, for now, a few tastes.
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.
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.
Carole Lombard was stunning. Dazzling. Bombshell? Most assuredly.
According to some, she was the highest paid actress in the late 1930’s. But the film I keep coming back to, the one I want to see again is My Man Godfrey (1936) with William Powell. I was mesmerized. I fell in love for the hour and one half that she was on the screen. It wasn’t for her platinum blonde hair. It was for her eyes and her smile, and most notably, she made me laugh.
We went to see Solo: A Star Wars Story last week, which prompted us to rent the first three Star Wars films, meaning the three prequels that came out after the dynamic three from the seventies and eighties. I gave each one between 2-21/2 stars each. It doesn’t really matter which was which, as I truly did not enjoy myself except in spots. After we watched Revenge of the Sith, I was so depressed we watched Spaceballs to feel better. But this is not about the Star Wars franchise, this is about Carrie Fisher, who died in December, 2016.
As we return this year to an older feature, ‘Tantalizing Tuesdays’, let’s finish our peek at the work of Greta Garbo we began in December.
I never said, ‘I want to be alone.’ I only said, ‘I want to be left alone.’ There is all the difference.
– Greta Garbo
Mesmerizing. When Greta Garbo is on the screen, it is her eyes I am seeking out, her many-faceted expressions that add so much more to the dialogue than just words. It is more than tactile, innate beauty. There are many people born, as some would say, ‘classically beautiful.’ But there was something else, something I cannot name, coming from inside her.
Here is my recent post in Cinema Shame, with my 2018 list of 12 films I have never seen that I resolve to watch this year.
If you like movies, I think you should check out this website, especially the podcasts.
I post my writing at Are You Thrilled, but you might have seen me around on Twitter talking about movies at So Long Holly via @movielovebogart . This list has been pulled and pushed, items deleted, replaced, and added back in. Tonight, in the spirit of being decisive, I will leave the list as is, and keep the others for alternates to watch when (if) the first dozen are finished. I watch countless films in a year’s time, but I am such a scofflaw when it comes to yearly resolutions. So let’s have at it–there is no time to lose!
The Deer Hunter
In 2017 I had a list but did not officially post it. The two I remember from that list are Raging Bull , which I wrote about in a stand-alone post, and The Deer Hunter. Here is a clip featuring the late John Cazale
I present to you for our Tuesday girl the luminous Greta Garbo. I have watched her in many films, including one in Swedish and a silent picture. But none captivated me as much as her performance in Camille. It is so compelling that I think it is easy to consider that is the real Greta Garbo up there. She managed to jump into talkies from silent movies, and in English, and still pulled it off with such grace and style.
Here she is with John Gilbert in Flesh and the Devil. I love watching her even without that wonderful voice of hers.
In Inspiration she turns a very young Robert Montgomery into a mess of nerves. She leaves her date behind and leaves the party with him instead. It is the start of an interesting May-September romance.
I won’t give away the ending, as Inspiration is worth the ride.
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.
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.