Although I haven't posted any entries lately, I really have been working overtime on the blog. In order to write about movies, from time to time, you have to stop and watch them. Since Friday, when the Mule talked me into seeing The Goods: Live Hard, Sell Hard, I've watched Holiday (1930), An American Tragedy (1931), The Guardsman (1931), A Free Soul (1931), One Hour With You (1932), Zero For Conduct (1933), L'Atalante (1934) and Five Graves To Cairo (1943). Not to mention, Katie-Bar-The-Door and I saw Hayao Miyazaki's latest animated film, Ponyo, which we both highly recommend.
That's ten new movies in four days.
Oh, and I dug out Diary Of A Lost Girl (1929) and watched that again, too.
Today, I am back to writing, drafting my essay on the Best Director of 1929-30 (the nominees, in case you've forgotten: Lewis Milestone, King Vidor and Josef von Sternberg). Look for that later today or tomorrow.
In the meantime, new reader General Buck Turgidson suggests less Douglas Fairbanks and more Jean Harlow. How about Katie nominee Louise Brooks instead?
Named for Katie-Bar-The-Door, the Katies are "alternate Oscars"—who should have been nominated, who should have won—but really they're just an excuse to write a history of the movies from the Silent Era to the present day.
To see a list of nominees and winners by decade, as well as links to my essays about them, click the highlighted links:
Remember: There are no wrong answers, only movies you haven't seen yet.
The Silent Oscars
And don't forget to check out the Silent Oscars—my year-by-year choices for best picture, director and all four acting categories for the pre-Oscar years, 1902-1927.
Look at me—Joe College, with a touch of arthritis. Are my eyes really brown? Uh, no, they're green. Would we have the nerve to dive into the icy water and save a person from drowning? That's a key question. I, of course, can't swim, so I never have to face it. Say, haven't you anything better to do than to keep popping in here early every morning and asking a lot of fool questions?
3 comments:
I felt bad when I told Louise:
I know how it is, baby. Tell you what you do. You just start your countdown, and old Bucky'll be back here before you can say... Blast Off!
Hmmmm. As many of you know, I am a fan of short-haired, strong-shouldered women with delightful eyes.
So I can only say
HUBBA HUBBA.
I love me my Louise Brooks.
Hot-Chick Content = good
"in lieu of content"?
IN LIEU OF CONTENT?
IN LIEU OF CONTENT ??!?!?
I beg to differ.
THIS was content!
Just a little something for the boys down in the war room ...
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