I know, I know…yet another day without the Flesh Feast review. But I have a good excuse! I’ve been bingeing on this new blog I found, and I think I’ve found another (yes, ANOTHER!) influence on how/where/what I want Six Degrees of Stoogeration to be. Ironically, the subject is Joan Crawford, who the Stooges (then known as Ted Healy and His Stooges) shared the screen with in Dancing Lady (1933). The subject is the camp classic Mommie Dearest (1981), which I vaguely remember being in the theatres. At least I remember all the jokes comedians made.
Years later, I saw the film on TV and I didn’t get what the deal was. I knew OF Joan Crawford, and what I knew, didn’t seem that much different than what was on the screen. Faye Dunaway’s performance didn’t seem to warrant the brickbats the Razzie folks were raining upon her. I mean, look at the damn woman in any film past 1950. You can’t NOT imagine that that’s a drag queen. Go ahead, I dare you! I’ve seen Dancing Lady multiple times, and I cannot reconcile the Joan Crawford I see there with the Joan Crawford of 1967’s Berserk! It’s not just age–in fact, age doesn’t even enter into it. Bette Davis aged in Stooge Years ™, yet didn’t quite seem to be the garish whirlwind of WTF?! that Crawford was. Everything seemed so EXAGGERATED. The eyebrows. The hair, oh sweet Jesus THE HAIR! If Elizabeth Taylor could keep her hair dark most of her life, why in the world did Joan, er, Miss Crawford, scald our eyeballs with such monstrosities as that “Old Lady Red” deal she had in Trog (1970)? WHO THOUGHT THAT THAT WAS A GOOD IDEA?!
Now, what was I talking about? Oh, Mommie Dearest and the fact that it seems more true than not…at least with Miss Crawford’s larger than life personality. Maybe it’s just me, but there was a lot in the film that rang true. Joan did seem like she would say “Don’t fuck with me fellas!”
Let me get back to the subject of this blog–it’s more than your snarky run down of Z movies…it’s that, but it’s more–it’s a personal insight on what makes movies tick for him, it’s essays that “spoil” the movie (which I love), and the comments! Oh, the comments! Such comments I’ve not seen since the olden days of the internet/sitting around with my piano teacher! Knowledgeable folks who’ve often rubbed shoulders with the subject/stars of the film, it’s hard not to get lost in reading the comments and fall down the YouTube/Google hole of finding out more.
I’ve rambled long enough (when I could’ve been writing about Veronica Lake and FloridaNazispoitation!)
Ken Anderson’s http://lecinemadreams.blogspot.com! You won’t regret it!
Yes, another food-centered, non-Six Degrees of Stoogeration entry. I’ll get to Flesh Feast (1970) one of these days, I promise!
This is another one of my inspirational sites. I know that I won’t be taking pictures of food (unless I unearth Moe and Larry’s recipes!) but it turns out that writing a movie review is hard work! Who knew?!
As usual here at Balladeer’s Blog I like to cover those things that tend to fly under the radar to a large degree. On this page I’ll be looking at bad/weird movies that don’t seem…
Source: BAD MOVIES | Balladeer’s Blog
For the terminally lazy (ME!), I LOVE sites like this that have ready-made bad movie lists! Sure, I know that The Mummy and the Curse of the Jackals isn’t worth the film it’s filmed on, and that star Anthony Eisley talked his stunt double into doing most of the walking about in the terrible “jackal head,” and that the director, Oliver Drake was supposedly senile. (I say “supposedly,” because looking at this film, who can tell?)
And if you were wondering, yes, I CAN tie this in to the Three Stooges. Anthony Eisley starred in a couple of Al Adamson films. Al Adamson and Sam Sherman wanted the Three Stooges to star in The Jet Set (which became Blazing Stewardesses). Everything was set until Moe was too ill to go on with the filming (which would’ve begun in March).
Remember, almost everything can be connected to the Three Stooges and/or John Carradine!
On this day in History, Nixon resigns on Aug 08, 1974. Learn more about what happened today on History.
Of course, I couldn’t let today pass without mentioning what happened 42 years ago. Granted, I’ve run into more than my fair share of people that gave me a look of “Whaaaa?!” when I mentioned “Watergate,” but meh. It was 42 years ago, which may as well be the Middle Ages for today’s youth.
Here are more images from that wond’rous time.
(As a side note: the Stooges were not fans of Nixon and watched the hearings religiously–just found that out today from a co-worker that regularly visited them when he lived in California.)
Can you imagine living through all this? I mean, sure, I lived through Clinton’s “impeachment” hearings, but with all the things they could’ve gotten him on, it was SEX?!
Then there was Reagan (another Stooge favorite!) and Iran-Contra, where he suddenly “forgot” everything. Of course, with what we know now, that might not have been far from the truth.
I wonder…if Trumpy’s elected, would he have to resign, or would Pence?
On an ending note, this should be the most glorious, snarky election EVAR, but I’m not feeling it. Mostly because Trump’s getting so much attention just being Trumpy, but it seems that all the fun (snark) has gone out of it, and it’s just a long, slow trudge for the next 92 days…