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?
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It's missing an f^%@#&^ dash of battery acid.
Recipe for The Doug Fairbanks Comment:
No booze, just vitriol.
Sorry. I thought I'd try to speak for DF.
Takes practice, I suppose.
Sounded like you nailed it to me.
I happen to know Douglas Fairbanks was at a baseball game today so he probably hasn't seen today's blog entry ...
sheer happenstance delayed my inevitable response.
thank you, old boy, for posting this marvelous recipe. shortsightedly, I lost the sheet of paper on which I'd first recorded it.
you see, I've never had one. a shame, really, as it sounds like quite a bit of fun.
and thingy, you brought a smile to my face with your witty interjection. i was delighted to see that you'd embraced mytongue-in-cheek persona.
you couldn't possibly believe I'm really that way, could you?
well, thanks, chums; I hope that the remaineder of this beautiful week treats you well.
toodle-ooo !
PS Word Verification: bitierse
My word verification: bullishe.
I love it.
So jealous that DF was able to take in a game. Games here in Boston are so very expensive.
The recipe forgot several ounces of charisma and a pint of athletic ability.
DF could bound about on screen like none before him and few after him.
Erik Beck: genius
by the way, you Mythical Monkey you, you've posted a photograph of yours truly attending a Sausage Fest.
I had to smile to get some War Bands sold, but damned if I want to stand in front of that many ment again.
A careful examination revelas that there weren't many women allowed out in the street that day. . . .
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