No one is more surprised than me (I kid! I kid because I love, one of my fave bloggers once pointed out that this is what he did too), but it appears that, scientifically speaking, in this instance, Mister Muleboy is ... wait for it ... correct sir! Please remove Haley Mills ex post facto. Er, I mean, post haste. That is, real quick like.
The photos of actresses are offered only for promotional purposes. What the Monkey's readers choose to do with them in their spare time is strictly a private matter.
I kid.
Haley Mills as the #7 seed matches up against the #2 seed Julie Andrews in the first round. Both British, both made "family" features in the '60s, both tried to shed their goody-two-shoes label, Mills without success, Andrews to a degree.
When I was age appropriate, I had a big crush on Haley Mills. Seeing her movies as an adult, I find her still very lovable and an accomplished actor.
I once heard a young Irish actor regale a crowd at a pub off Covent Garden about having met Mills backstage in recent years. The point of the anecdote was nothing but that she was very nice, but he kept the crowd spellbound, as we all imagined meeting such a woman, no longer a girl. Sigh.
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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Please subtract Hayley Mills so that I can have me a mighty embarrassing moment of middle-aged carnality.
Imagined carnality.
Whew -- that is some list. . . .
If those are the girls next door, I want to live on your block.
No one is more surprised than me (I kid! I kid because I love, one of my fave bloggers once pointed out that this is what he did too), but it appears that, scientifically speaking, in this instance, Mister Muleboy is ... wait for it ... correct sir! Please remove Haley Mills ex post facto. Er, I mean, post haste. That is, real quick like.
The photos of actresses are offered only for promotional purposes. What the Monkey's readers choose to do with them in their spare time is strictly a private matter.
I kid.
Haley Mills as the #7 seed matches up against the #2 seed Julie Andrews in the first round. Both British, both made "family" features in the '60s, both tried to shed their goody-two-shoes label, Mills without success, Andrews to a degree.
It's all about the match-ups.
When I was age appropriate, I had a big crush on Haley Mills. Seeing her movies as an adult, I find her still very lovable and an accomplished actor.
I once heard a young Irish actor regale a crowd at a pub off Covent Garden about having met Mills backstage in recent years. The point of the anecdote was nothing but that she was very nice, but he kept the crowd spellbound, as we all imagined meeting such a woman, no longer a girl. Sigh.
Love that Kathrine #6 Deneuve she is gorgeous. There was another that was in a movie with Lemon Verna lisa.
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