I feel compelled to say that anyone who can turn a phrase like that ain't nobody's bobble-head. Spicy brains!
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If I have to stake my identity on Spencer Tracy then so be it.
I t heart my seekrit GF.
Timelies!
Details on the vacation in Natter.
I've only seen Barrymore's and Tracy's Jekyll and Hyde. I think I prefer Barrymore.
And March and Lake did have great chemistry in I Married a Witch.
I'm most amused by this question:
Man, I love Frederick March. What are your five favorite Frederick March movies?
Because I have NO idea who in the hell he is. So the over-the-top-ness of not just loving the dude, but then rattling off 5 favorite movies, makes me laugh.
This is not a matter of opinion. This is a matter of demonstrable fact. All you are doing is convincing me that your critical faculties have shrunken to the size of a...a withered currant.
Hec has bogarted ALL the bossiness EVER.
Isn't an unwithered currant a grape?
Isn't an unwithered currant a grape?
A good joke is worth repeating....
Nothing Sacred, Best Years Of Our Lives, I Married A Witch, Dr. Jekyll and Hyde - He's the best Hyde ever..."
What? No "A Star Is Born"? Harrrumph.
And March and Lake did have great chemistry in I Married a Witch.
But not as much as Lake and Ladd in "The Blue Dahlia" and "Glass Key". Ladd is such a wee man, kind of blandly-pretty, but you put him next to Veronica Lake, and... whoa.
I keep thinking that Lake is tall--I guess it's the way she carried herself--and I'm always bemused when I realize how tiny she is on screen.
Isn't an unwithered currant a grape?
No, it's a rather pretty red berry. We had them at bookgroup last night -- unwithered currants, that is. They were kinda seedy and nicer to look at than to taste.
Frederick March. Wasn't he the March brother no one talks about? (What with the way he stole Beth's laudanum for his sad drug habit and all.)
What? No "A Star Is Born"? Harrrumph.
Ah, yes. A perfect original followed by a perfect remake.