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OPEN POST: Let's All Go To The Showroom!

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Oh, brother! Mom and dad are taking me to see the new models to decide which car to buy. Why? I already know they're going to get the new Buick Super 8. I don't really care, as long as we can go see a movie afterward. Charlie Chaplin's "The Great Dictator" is a big hit, and though Disney's "Fantasia" is flopping,  I have a feeling it'll be re-evaluated as a classic in the future. I mean, it's in technicolor ! Ooooh, Alfred Hitchcock's got a new movie out called "Rebecca" and it looks pretty exciting, let's check it out! Well, whatever we decide to do, let's have some fun. It's 1940, so why not eat cheese, gossip, and drink carbonated beverages, I mean it's not like World War II's gonna break out or anything! Photo Credit: AK

"Whoever Heard Of An Ounce Of Brandy?" Or The Life And Career Of Mary Astor By Ecce Homo!

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She was born Lucile Vasconcellos Langhanke, daughter of Otto Ludwig Wilhelm Langhanke (sounds like she was as German-American, as I am) in 1906. Her childhood was not happy; her parents figured out very early that she could be a money-maker for them, so they pushed her into acting and basically kept her prisoner while she was funding their lavish lifestyle. Yet all she ever wanted was to be was a classical pianist. She practiced daily and she was very talented. In 1926 she was named one of the WAMPAS (Western Association of Motion Picture Advertisers) baby stars. She was in good company. Among her fellow awardees were Fay Wray (Mrs. King Kong), Dolores Del Rio, Janet Gaynor and some little nobody named Lucille LeSueur, who'd just been given a new name by MGM, Joan Crawford. Mary was professional and popular with filmgoers, well on her way to a very successful career.  Young Mary Astor (via Getty Images) In fact, when she was earning $2,500 a week, her parents graciously gave her an...

Are Slasher Movies "Gay AF?" Gen Z Gays Says "Yes!" As I Smack My Forehead In Disbelief!

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It's almost Halloween, the season of slasher movie pajama parties, or if we're to believe Gen Z gays, they're strictly gay slasher movie pajama parties. Why? Because "slasher movies are gay AF!" Which, I have to say, I find both adorable - oh, you cute li'l gays - and mildly annoying, if only because slashers have historically been openly misogynist and vaguely Republican with respect to sex, or rather, punishing anyone who was sexual, or had sex, particularly women, with deaths both gruesome and titillating. The prime example of this is arguably the first slasher, Alfred Hitchcock's "Psycho," the slashing death of Janet Leigh in the shower a  tour de force of masterful savagery and peek-a-boo nudity, and, yes, there's a cross-dressing villain played by Anthony Perkins, a closeted gay actor.  Low-budget mavens took Hitch's template and ran with it, creating a series of crude, slapped-together slashers which scant craftsmanship, much less...