Do I really have to finish watching this? George Raft hurts my eyeballs.
Okay, okay, I'll be back later, but I got a feeling I'm not gonna have many nice things to say.
Sunday, July 27, 2014
Wednesday, July 23, 2014
The Wagons Roll at Night (1941)
I don't really remember seeing any wagons rolling at night, but I'll take their word for it.
Small town grocery store clerk Eddie Albert (Green Acres) discovers he has a knack for taming lions (no, really), so he's groomed into lion-taming stardom by circus manager Humphrey Bogart (The Return of Doctor X). One snag, though: Eddie's got a hankerin' for Bogie's virginal sister, the adorable Joan Leslie (Simon & Simon), and who can blame him, considering how it's the adorable Joan Leslie. But normally nice guy Bogie goes all flaflooey whenever anyone talks about his kid sis, much less anyone who's caught canoodling with her on the front porch, amidst the moonlight and the honeysuckle. So Bogie decides to fix Eddie's wagon but good, perhaps the wagon referred to in the title.
Trailin' along in the circus sawdust is Bogie's gal pal Sylvia Sidney (Mars Attacks), who's got saucer-eyes (more like dinner plates) for the novice, oblivious, yet innocent, yet likeable, yet gawky, yet puppydoggy lion tamer with nice wavy hair.
Very silly, but lots of fun watching Bogie go all perswonky over his obsession for his adorable kid sis, Joan Leslie, fresh out of the convent.
Did I mention how adorable Joan Leslie is?
Small town grocery store clerk Eddie Albert (Green Acres) discovers he has a knack for taming lions (no, really), so he's groomed into lion-taming stardom by circus manager Humphrey Bogart (The Return of Doctor X). One snag, though: Eddie's got a hankerin' for Bogie's virginal sister, the adorable Joan Leslie (Simon & Simon), and who can blame him, considering how it's the adorable Joan Leslie. But normally nice guy Bogie goes all flaflooey whenever anyone talks about his kid sis, much less anyone who's caught canoodling with her on the front porch, amidst the moonlight and the honeysuckle. So Bogie decides to fix Eddie's wagon but good, perhaps the wagon referred to in the title.
Trailin' along in the circus sawdust is Bogie's gal pal Sylvia Sidney (Mars Attacks), who's got saucer-eyes (more like dinner plates) for the novice, oblivious, yet innocent, yet likeable, yet gawky, yet puppydoggy lion tamer with nice wavy hair.
Very silly, but lots of fun watching Bogie go all perswonky over his obsession for his adorable kid sis, Joan Leslie, fresh out of the convent.
Did I mention how adorable Joan Leslie is?
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| So adorable! |
Saturday, July 19, 2014
Saturday, July 5, 2014
Hmmmmm.....
Why is that piece of music that starts a long movie called an overture? Shouldn't it be called a beginningture?
Wednesday, May 7, 2014
Each Dawn I Die
So my dad's got this thing called Warners Archives, which streams movies on the television machine. He shells out ten dollars a month for it, so he feels like he has to watch a lot of movies to get his money's worth. And I watch a lot of movies with him, 'cause it's better than sleeping or doing homework.
So I get to see a lot of old black-and-white Hollywood Warner Bros. movies, where they say things like "You dirty rat" and "Take a powder", sometimes even in the same sentence. Like in this movie called Each Dawn I Die, with a very cool and energetic actor called James Cagney and a not-so-cool and greasy actor called George Raft, two mugs doing hard time in the Big House. The warden is portrayed by George Bancroft, because Barton MacLane was probably busy that week.
See, I told you I've seen a lot of old Warner Bros. movies.
The movie's pretty action-packed, and pretty good when it's not preaching to us about the brutality of prison life. These mugs get what they deserve, if you ask me.
However, the one thing that's missing is that scene in a smoky nightclub with a throaty chanteuse in a spangly dress, in front of a thirty-piece orchestra, followed by a lone spotlight, warbling the title song. A little something I imagine going something like this:
Each dawn I die,
Each night I cry.
Each day I pray
The day away.
Zoobie zoobie wah wah.
Of course that final line is open to interpretation, so long as it's sung with sincerity.
So I get to see a lot of old black-and-white Hollywood Warner Bros. movies, where they say things like "You dirty rat" and "Take a powder", sometimes even in the same sentence. Like in this movie called Each Dawn I Die, with a very cool and energetic actor called James Cagney and a not-so-cool and greasy actor called George Raft, two mugs doing hard time in the Big House. The warden is portrayed by George Bancroft, because Barton MacLane was probably busy that week.
See, I told you I've seen a lot of old Warner Bros. movies.
The movie's pretty action-packed, and pretty good when it's not preaching to us about the brutality of prison life. These mugs get what they deserve, if you ask me.
However, the one thing that's missing is that scene in a smoky nightclub with a throaty chanteuse in a spangly dress, in front of a thirty-piece orchestra, followed by a lone spotlight, warbling the title song. A little something I imagine going something like this:
Each dawn I die,
Each night I cry.
Each day I pray
The day away.
Zoobie zoobie wah wah.
Of course that final line is open to interpretation, so long as it's sung with sincerity.
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
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