'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
A place to talk about movies--Old and new, good and bad, high art and high cheese. It's the place to place your kittens on the award winners, gossip about upcoming fims and discuss DVD releases and extras. Spoiler policy: White font all plot-related discussion until a movie's been in wide release two weeks, and keep the major HSQ in white font until two weeks after the video/DVD release.
Oh, total lovers.
LALALALALALALALALALALALA!
I had absolutely no issue finding out that occasionally, Judy Garland would take a woman lover. But thinking that the reason my Cary was trying to keep Rosalind Russell from marrying Ralph Bellamy so that HE could have him, upsets my teeny tiny little world.
Well, although Cary Grant may have been gay, Walter Burns definitely wasn't. And even if he was - he wouldn't have slept with Ralph Bellamy's character - he thought he was a schmuck.
To be fair, Cary was bisexual. He slept with plenty of women, and even bothered to produce a child.
Gable was a comic foil; Grant a comedian.
Anyway, it's an emotional thing. Clooney pings the Grant button for me, not the Gable; it's the amused, elegant detachment from the world.
Amused, elegant
Old, made an inappropriate joke.
Clooney pings the Gable button for me.
Cary Grant liking boys has been fairly well-known for as long as I can remember, and I've liked Cary Grant since before he was dead.
I have to weigh in on the Gable front — Clooney has the charm, but I just don't get the sense of sophistication off him that would be necessary for the "next" Cary Grant.
As for the rumors about Grant and roomie Randolph Scott, why, how in the world could anyone mistake them for a couple, or indeed Grant for anything other than a red-blooded heterosexual?
Sweet.
And an addendum, if one could call it that, to Cary Grant and Randolph Scott's lifelong friendship, taken from Grant's biography, "Cary Grant: The Lonely Heart," by Roy Moseley and Charles Higham. Mr. Mosely interviewed the maitre d' at the Beverly Hillcrest Hotel. The maitre d' saw both actors in the 1970s, sitting in the back of the restaurant, after the place had emptied. They were holding hands.
Charles Higham
Higham also wrote a bio of Errol Flynn -- who wasn't so much bisexual as couldn't-keep-it-in-his-pants.
