(had I been Kate Hepburn's character in Philadelphia Story, I would've ditched Cary for him in a hot second)
WORD.
Can't drink, smoke, diddle my willy. Doesn't leave much to do other than watch you blokes stumble around playing Agatha Christie.
Spike ,'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Natter 54: Right here, dammit.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Ailleann - Sep 20, 2007 11:46:17 am PDT #1911 of 10001
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
megan walker - Sep 20, 2007 11:54:17 am PDT #1912 of 10001
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
Young Michael Redgrave (oh so pretty and snarky in The Lady Vanishes)
Love.
Susan W. - Sep 20, 2007 12:00:58 pm PDT #1913 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Seriously Dead Celebrity Boyfriend (really, way deader than yours, Susan): John Donne.
Mmm, Donne. I don't have a crush on him as such, but I have been known to put his words in my characters' mouths. Typically words from "To His Mistress Going to Bed" and "The Good Morrow."
juliana - Sep 20, 2007 12:06:15 pm PDT #1914 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
Can I have a Dead Celebrity Boy Friend? 'Cause I always wanted to be BFFs with Kit Marlowe so we could sit and snark together.
Liese S. - Sep 20, 2007 12:07:30 pm PDT #1915 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
::borrows Liese's foil lined collander hat::
Mmm-hmmm. You come crying to me now that you fear the eating of your brains. But did you listen to me when you could have fended off the conspiracies to begin with? No, you did not. I'll let you borrow it, but only because you probably are in grave danger. Let this be a lesson to you in your lack of paranoia.
Glamcookie - Sep 20, 2007 12:11:54 pm PDT #1916 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
Jimmy Stewart over Cary Grant??? Wha-huh? It doesn't get any hotter than Cary Grant. That was a yummy, funny, gorgeous dude right there!
Scrappy - Sep 20, 2007 12:17:01 pm PDT #1917 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
jz--you can have Michael Redgrave in "Lady Vanishes" if I can have Robert Donat in "39 Steps."
§ ita § - Sep 20, 2007 12:27:22 pm PDT #1918 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I know Gene Kelly was alive when I started my crush, but my Gene, the one I was crushing on, was doing his stuff before I was born.
My "ita, really?" crushes were politicians. Mostly Jamaican and African, although I had a girlcrush on Indira Gandhi. Oh, and Margaret Thatcher, but in my defense...well, there is none. I was 10. I did get to meet her, and she's the only one on that list I have. My sister got to meet Nelson Mandela, and that's a solid place to put a crush. I'm not ashamed of myself there.
Bolted from work in a flurry of pain and anxiety. ::sigh:: I am so bored with myself, you have no idea.
Laga - Sep 20, 2007 12:39:31 pm PDT #1919 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
ever developed a crush on a historical figure
Amelia Earhart. Swoooon.
JZ - Sep 20, 2007 12:47:20 pm PDT #1920 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Jimmy Stewart over Cary Grant??? Wha-huh? It doesn't get any hotter than Cary Grant. That was a yummy, funny, gorgeous dude right there!
Oh, totally. And in Holiday and Bringing Up Baby, he gets Hepburn fair and square and she'd be mad to turn him down, bless his tall, acrobatic, elegant even when he fumbles self. But in Philadelphia Story he is, IMO, out-hotted by Jimmy Stewart.
It really doesn't help that there's a breezy mention somewhere along the way of the fact that he hit her when they were married, which is a big huge can't-handwave-it-away-with-the-magical-power-of-cultural-relativism red flag for me. Hit your wife, even just a slap, even if she's Kate Hepburn in haughty bitch mode: Game over, get out.