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No movies, just a book about movies

Years ago, I acquired a sale-price copy of The Warner Brothers Story, a year by year listing of everything that studio put out. It was part of a series covering all the major studios; several years later I picked up The Universal Story, then more recently The RKO Story. Last year I added another volume, John Douglas Eames’ THE PARAMOUNT STORY.

I love these books. For one thing they’re perfect reading when I have only a few spare moments — there’s no narrative arc, nothing complicated, just a bunch of synopses and photos, so they’re easy to browse. I also find them easier and simpler to search than a website covering the same material. Plus there’s something fascinating in watching the studio history unfold, from obscure silent films I’ve never heard of —

— through films of the 1930s and 1940s I know as classics —

— through films I saw in theaters when they first came out.

There’s also the fascinating trivia (fascinating to me, anyway). Learning that Neil Hamilton, whom I knew solely as Commissioner Gordon on the Adam West Batman, had a film career. Realizing how popular Western writer Zane Grey once was (huge number of adaptations). Getting a list of films that sound really cool, even though my To Be Viewed list is already humongous.

A fun read, in short. Back to regular movie reviews next week!

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A weird and somewhat messy week

It’s a good thing to take time off. And much as I enjoy trips like Ravencon, they don’t count. Time off involves kicking back, being unstructured (I’m overly organized and rarely pull this off) and having as few obligations as possible (with four pets to take care of, I usually have some). So I schedule one work day off a month.

As TYG left Thursday on a mini-vacation (back tomorrow), this seemed like a good week for it. I know from experience that watching over the pets full-time doesn’t promote focus. So three days of work, Thursday to do blogging and the like, Friday to watch movies.

It didn’t work so well. Monday, for various reasons, we got back late from the dogs’ physical rehab sessions, which threw off my morning. I got distracted by various little tasks that ate into my time. And I also spent a lot more time than I should have doing research reading. After thinking about the number of Jekyll/Hyde films that include sex workers, from Ivy in the Fredric March version to the murdered streetwalkers of Dr. Jekyll and Sister Hyde.

I researched the topic online and discovered Russell Campbell’s Marked Women, a book about prostitution in the movies. It’s quite dense and I spent all day Tuesday finishing it. I think it was worth it though (review to come soon). Then yesterday, after I drove around for a bunch of errands, I wound up cleaning out my email — I try to do that once a week — and that sucked up more time than anticipated. So I’m blogging much of today rather than crashing and lounging. Such is life.

I did get in a Local Reporter article on the improved parking situation in Carrboro (much like Destin, parking is a hot topic there). I also got up an Atomic Junk Shop post about a strange 1970 Supergirl story (were 1970s college students really into Greta Garbo?) and Steve Rogers being a jerk to his girlfriend Sharon Carter (as shown below. Gene Colan art).

Stan Lee was still doing good work on Spider-Man but I don’t think he had any idea what he was doing with Captain America.

The end result, this was neither as productive nor as relaxing a week as I’d hoped. Perhaps June’s day off will be better.

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Wait, are they saying Paul is dead?

For lack of anything else to post, here’s the cover for Batman #222.

The Neal Adams cover refers to the once famous urban legend that Paul McCartney of the Beatles had secretly died. In the Frank Robbins/Irv Novick story “Dead … Till Proven Alive,” Robin convinces Batman to help investigate whether rumors that Saul of the Oliver Twists (I’ve no idea why Robbins picked that name) has died have any validity. What they find … well, I’ll be getting into that over at Atomic Junk Shop soon.

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A random roundup of right-wing idiocy and lies

The Felon’s now announced that the EU only exists to cheat us on trade, so he’s imposing 50 percent tariffs. I anticipate more stories and interviews where he whines that American companies should eat the tariffs, then he’ll suddenly slash them to 14.75 percent or something.

Republicans’ supposed commitment to making America healthier seems at odds with it’s pro-pollution stance. Or cutting funds for anti-tobacco work.

Social Security’s new administrator brags that while he had no idea what the Social Security administrator does, he’s a genius at Googling that.

Right-wing pastors are lying that a new Colorado law on trans rights bans them preaching anti-trans sermons. I suppose they could be ignorant but more likely they’re lying because they really, really hate trans people. Called out on it, one preacher “told a journalist to repent his sins and find Jesus.”

I’m sure those pastors are happy that right-wing Judge Matthew Kacsmaryk has declared federal workplace protections for gays null and void.

“Robert Morris, founding pastor of Gateway Church in Southlake, Texas, was indicted on five counts of lewd or indecent acts with a child by a multi-county grand jury in Oklahoma Wednesday stemming from allegations made by Cindy Clemishire last June that he sexually abused her over multiple years in the 1980s beginning when she was 12.” After stepping down last year, Morris asked Gateway for a million-plus in retirement benefits.

The Constitution specifically bans religious tests for federal office. Lying pastor Jack Hibbs nevertheless lies that the Founding Fathers banned Catholics from holding office. A timely reminder that one of the threats to Christian rights is other Christians.

Misogynist pastor Douglas Wilson (Pete Hegseth’s spiritual guru) wants to ban all non-Christian public display.

Resigned G3 Ministries president Josh Buice apologized Friday for using fake accounts to spread “unsubstantiated and sinful remarks” against fellow Reformed Baptist leaders.

Newly elected GOP Florida Rep. Randy Fine continues his anti-Muslim bigotry.

Remember when the USSR would lock dissidents up as mentally insane? It’s telling how much Republicans resemble Communists that two Republicans want NIH to treat “Trump Derangement Syndrome” as a real disease. They’re not alone in want the Felon’s critics jailed. Meanwhile, Tulsi Gabbard wants our intelligence analysts to rewrite inconvenient facts.

The Felon is accusing South Africa of genocide against white people. It’s a lie, and some of his evidence is … photos of violence in the Congo.

The Felon also pretends Biden’s advisors are traitors.

“Habeas corpus is a constitutional right that the president has to be able to remove people from this country.” — lying Homeland Security head Kristi Noem.

Despite the Felon’s enthusiasm for punishing anyone who hurts his snowflake fee-fees, ex-Congresswoman Michelle Bachman claims its Democrats who want revenge.

The Felon insists he has no idea whether he has to obey the Constitution.

Firing research lab support staff is as harmful as firing scientists.

We live longer and can eat healthier because of modern agriculture and the pharmaceutical industry. But we’re still stuck with crackpots who think they make our health worse.

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Jekyll and Hyde get animated, get musical and do kung fu!

THE PAGEMASTER (1994) has nerdy, insecure Macauley Culkin get locked into the library, fall and knock himself unconscious, then wake up as an animated character in the world of books — can he make it through the realms of horror and adventure to return home? Jekyll and Hyde show up in the horror section, just briefly enough to qualify for the appendix. To their credit, the transformation is spectacular, much better than the other animated film I caught recently (Hyde is less impressive). Overall, though, this feels like an elementary school educational film about the joys of reading, and I don’t mean that as a compliment.“Eight percent of all household accidents involve trees.”

Although I watched my brother Craig in Jekyll & Hyde: the Musical last year, I wanted to catch the “official” production (in the sense it played on the Broadway Television Network) with David Hasselhoff in the lead roles (at some point I’ll watch them back to back for better comparison). The two have significant differences — Hyde’s assault on the sex worker Lucy doesn’t happen onstage here — and Hasselhoff is, well, Hasselhoff (though he’s clearly thrilled to be performing on stage).

This was overall enjoyable but despite all its talk of Good vs. Evil and the Evil Hiding Inside Us I’m not sure it has anything deep to say no the subject, though Facade is a terrific song (“Are we one man or two? Are we evil or good? Do we all walk a line that we’d cross if we could?”). While this uses the March/Tracy template, it makes several changes, some of which work, such as Jekyll being more attracted to Lucy than March or Tracy’s Jekyll were to Ivy. Others don’t — there’s no reason for Jekyll to have Utterson deliver drugs to him in one scene except that provides a witness when he transforms. “Do you seriously believe your drugs can change what God has set in motion?”

DR. JEKYLL AND MR. HYDE (2000) starts out like a Dr. Strange riff as Jekyll (Adam Baldwin) announces he’s giving up Life Saving Medicine in favor of Big Bucks Plastic Surgery. Alas, when he takes a honeymoon trip to Hong Kong he decides to drop in on the local hospital for some shop talk — that makes it a tax-deductible business trip! (gotta say, I think the IRS might disagree) — and wouldn’t you know, triad thugs working for the sinister Dragon show up demanding treatment for an injured mobster. When Jekyll fails to save him, the mobsters kill Jekyll and his wife… but the mystic Tong (Anthony Wong) revives Jekyll and gives him a new name so the triad won’t catch on. Hmm, what name do you suppose he gets?

It turns out that Jekyll was not only revived, he’s become the incarnation of the Tiger, a spirit destined to oppose the Dragon and its evil (Tong does admit most dragons in Chinese folklore are not villains). For openers Jekyll drinks one of Tong’s herbal remedies and transforms … except other than some weird tiger patterns on his skin, he doesn’t seem very different.

This TV pilot isn’t dreadful; it would have felt perfectly in keeping with the CW adventure stuff of a decade or so later. It’s not particularly good, though, and setting it in Hong Kong raises White Savior issues — not only with Jekyll but the Hong Kong PD winds up working with a Chicago cop who has a score to settle with the Dragon. Having a white dude become the Chosen One of some non-white culture is (as I’ve mentioned before) another trope that hasn’t aged well.

While I can understand sticking the Jekyll and Hyde name on a standalone movie to sell tickets, I don’t think it serves a pilot film well. Sure, some people will tune in for the name but I doubt many of them would come back when they realized they’d been tricked. Little Easter eggs (Jekyll’s wife’s name is Muriel like Fredric March’s in the 1932 version; a coworker at Tong’s shop is named Mary Riley) don’t change that. “You’re telling me you brought me back to life using tea?”

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Lessons learned from a writer’s work day

Last Saturday, the writing group had one of its weekend work days. Unusually, our host brought in a couple of agents who live in our area. They gave a little presentation on what we look for and then gave feedback on the first pages of several books our group was working on. I got randomly picked as one of the contributors.

(Yep, I’m illustrating this post with random pet photos again)

As I’ve zero interest in putting in more work on Southern Discomfort I had them read the first page of Let No Man Put Asunder, even though it’s a rough draft. The response to Paul’s opening scene was that while his situation is interesting, it needed a little more detail (how old is Paul, for instance), and that it gave no hint this was a fantasy novel. Which is true: the magic doesn’t start until he and Mandy meet. Their suggestion: make it clearer up front where this falls in genre.

It then occurred to me the same is true of Southern Discomfort. Originally I opened with Aubric McAlister’s murder, which makes it clear what the fantasy element is: elves in Georgia in 1973. Some of the feedback I got said it didn’t have enough tension so I shifted to Maria’s point of view, then flashback to the murder. Maria’s got tension — she’s on the run from the law — and it also positions her as the central character, which is useful in an ensemble novel. However it also means there’s no overt magic in the first section, just her vague intuition something is wrong. She’s sensing magic but neither she nor we know that yet.

That may be one reason I’m self-publishing: the opening’s not genre enough to hook an editor/agent (yes, I tried). I think (and hope) it’s less of a problem for readers. Presumably if they read the first page they’ll have seen the cover, the description and the back-cover blurb, all of which will tell them it’s magic, even if it’s not immediately apparent. Possibly I’m wrong, but it’s a moot point: there’s no way to get the magic in sooner.

I’m not sure there is in Asunder, either, but I’ll think about it. And possibly Mandy’s intro, which has more conflict, would make a better first segment.

2)Aside from the agent presentation, there was a lot of time to write. Danged if it didn’t go well (rewriting the introduction to Jekyll and Hyde). Much better than I usually manage at home. Is it the lack of constant distractions? Sitting at a table instead of on a couch? Just that being in front of my peers, I felt an obligation to focus and produce, even though they couldn’t see what I was doing? I must think about this because that stretch of time felt really good.

3)As I’ve largely written off getting my books trad-published or agented, I didn’t take having an agent there seriously. I talked to them and I think the conversation went fine but if one of them had asked me for an elevator pitch I’d have been caught flat-footed. While I still figure self-publishing is the way to go, I will be better prepared next time. Just in case.

4)While they were discussing the importance of a good first page, I opened up Southern Discomfort on my computer to assess it — and discovered I didn’t have the finished draft I completed last year. Only the ones from before my last round of editing. I spent half an hour trying to figure out if I was wrong … nope.

Fortunately I back up to an external hard drive regularly. When I got home, I hooked up my computer and sure enough, there was the draft in the last backup. Lessons learned: always back up your shit, and if you have multiple drafts, identify the most recent so there’s no confusion which ones to delete.

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Biden running for a second term is not something Democrats have to apologize for

As you’ve probably heard, CNN journalist Jake Tapper has released Original Sin, a book that claims (according to all the publicity, at least) the Democrats were aware Biden was in no shape to run for a second term and refused to do anything about it. By colluding with an unfit candidate, they gave the election to the Felon! If they’re to regain the trust of America, Democrats must apologize and beg forgiveness for their sins.

It’s not just Tapper: a quick online search shows multiple media outlets (sorry, not linking to them) saying the book is “damning,” a “bombshell” and repeatedly saying Dems need to apologize. Is anyone outside the media saying this or thinking this? I rather doubt it, but could be wrong.

Tapper also believes Biden only won the nomination in 2020 because Democratic elites were pulling strings. As LGM details at the link no, Biden won because he was more popular with Democratic voters than the competition. And while it might be suboptimal to have our country run by a gerontocracy, voters preferred Biden and the Felon over assorted younger, more dynamic candidates. This does not inspire me to read his book or take his opinion more seriously.

It’s telling, too, that his ire, and that of other mainstream media outlets, is directed at Democrats. Why not direct it at Republicans, who put the Felon in office with their votes? Why not at the media who’ve sanewashed the Felon in so many ways? For example, the president’s recent speech to West Point graduates was all about golf and trophy wives. The NYT’s summation: “Trump gives commencement address” Or this.

It’s another example of “only Democrats have agency” — Republican bad faith is just the way they are and nothing will change it. It’s up to Dems and only Dems to be the grownups in the room.

Give me a bleeping break. As James Fallows says, the Felon is the issue — Joe Biden dropping out and Kamala Harris are not the central issue, any more than George McGovern’s massive defeat against Nixon in ’72 made him the issue in Watergate. It’s the Felon’s conduct that matters. He’s the one devoting his Memorial Day message to screaming at people who don’t worship him. Or complaining Ukrainian president Zelensky says things the Felon doesn’t like. His administration says we should be color-blind unless white people don’t get hired.

In the comments to Fallows post, several people point out that nobody’s offered examples of Biden making bad calls or his health impairing his presidential authority. In contrast to the Felon’s rant to South Africa’s president about non-existent white genocide.

As Tom Scocca says at Defector, “The call for accountability sounds very righteous. But whatever the merits of those lessons may be—is an apology about Joe Biden really the No. 1 thing people want to hear from the Democrats before the next election?—the whole backward-looking Biden frenzy mostly seems like an excuse for the press to look away from the present day. Right now, the most acute problem the United States has with presidential age, capacity, and fitness is not about what people didn’t know or wouldn’t say about the last president. It’s about what they can’t bring themselves to say about the current president.”

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Undead sexist cliches: everybody knows that men and women are different

This is such a classic undead sexist cliche I’m astonished that while I wrote about it in my book, I’ve never posted about it here.

You’ve probably all heard this one at least once, more likely multiple times, though possibly phrased another way (e.g., men are from Mars, women are from Venus): no matter how much feminists want men and women to be equal, they can’t be. They’re fundamentally and innately different and everyone, throughout all history, knew this until the woke mind virus took over modern civilization.

Obviously we can’t deny the accumulated wisdom of generations of our ancestors: if they accepted this as fact, it must be true. What looks like sexism is simply men and women embracing their natural roles. Feminism will inevitably fail because what it wants runs completely against nature. It’s a variation on the “I’m logical so you must be wrong” argument.

One of the many flaws in this reasoning is that “everyone always knew” is not proof of anything. Prior to 1776, “everyone knew” that kings were God’s anointed representatives on Earth. Guess what, they were wrong. In the case of “men and women are different,” they’re even more wrong. True, European people have believed for centuries that there were fundamental, innate differences, but they didn’t agree with modern sexists about what the differences were.

I was reminded of this by reading historian Eleanor Janega’s THE ONCE AND FUTURE SEX: Going Medieval on Women’s Roles in Society. In tracing how beliefs about women’s inferiority traveled from ancient Greece and Rome into Christian Europe and then onward (though with constantly changing explanations why, another thing I touch on in my book) she shows how the medieval concept of women diverged from what modern-day complementarians and misogynists think.

Today the standard take is that men want sex, women want cuddling and love; the medieval world saw women as randy goats eager to couple with any man they could drag into bed (unlike men, they didn’t have the intelligence and mental control to rein in their libidos). Rather than being confined to caring for kids, most women worked. Peasant women worked on farms, weavers worked in textile mills, nuns worked, rich women engaged in diplomacy and other activities and some women belonged to medieval craft guilds (I had no idea of that last one). Contrary to men craving an hourglass figure, medieval beauties had small pot-bellies. And while she doesn’t bring it up, medieval romances included women warriors (not many) long before modern feminism (Bradamante, a knight of Charlemagne, is the mother of Valda, the fictional woman on the Ernie Colon cover above).

There are lots of other ways history proves everybody does not know the same things. In some eras, men wearing makeup and showing fine attention to fashion was unremarkable; today for a lot of people it reads effeminate. When I was a kid, I read that men were the gender that formed deep, lasting same-sex friendships — women were too bitchy and competitive to do that, especially as they were constantly fighting over men. Today that script has largely flipped. I’ve read multiple arguments over the years that women are innately incapable of X, X being variously liking science fiction (they want to read about stuff important to them, like love, marriage and family!), writing hardboiled mystery stories (lots of women have done it), serving in combat, etc., etc.

Also implicit in this argument is the assumption gender trumps everything. Social background, education, race, life experience, individual personality — all of them get flattened down by gender into a homoginous mass. And if they don’t? Well they’re doing gender wrong so society’s entitled to make them fit!

I’m not pretending there are no differences. I’ve never worried about rape when I left work late at night by myself. I don’t deal with male coworkers who talk over me constantly as some of my female friends vent about. A man who takes time off for his kid’s special event may get applause; women know they’re more likely to get criticized. Ultimately we’re far more alike than we are different: nothing on Earth resembles a human male as much as a human female, and vice versa.

There’s more on this in my book. Janega’s also got a lot more to say, and she says it well.

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Books about women fighting evil (or for evil)

LAZARUS: Cull and LAZARUS: Fracture 1 by Greg Rucka and Michael Lark (the Owen Freeman cover is from an earlier issue) continue the story I stopped following during the pandemic (I read Cull back in 2019 but forgot). With the head of House Carlyle severely injured, eldest daughter Johanna takes charge while Forever — the “Lazarus” with healing factor and deadly fighting skills — handles threats in the field. Can Johanna steer through the changing political landscape? Can Forever take down deadly adversaries such as the Dragon, another family’s psycho Lazarus? What about Forever’s clone Eve? Solidly readable but I can’t say I regret my decision to get these books from the library rather than buy.

While I liked Nicole Givens Kurtz’s Kill Three Birds, I think the sequel, A THEFT MOST FOWL: A Kingdom of Aves Mystery improves on it. The setting, a kingdom where society divides into avian sects (doves for spiritual guidance, nightjars for graveyard shift, hawks to investigate crimes), is as interesting as the first book but I think the mystery (dealing with the theft of a sacred relic) holds together better.

I get disappointed by a lot of self-published urban fantasy but as I live in North Carolina I couldn’t turn down WITCHWOOD: The Carolina Files Book 1 by Willa Blackmore. While I didn’t find it as Southern as Windmaster’s Bane (cover by Tim White) or Alex Bledsoe’s Tufa books, I did like it — I’ll probably try book two at some point (I don’t say that about all Southern fantasy).

Tula is one of the Whitlow witches who handle problems in their section of the Carolinas. They’ve never had to deal with the kind of threats Harry Dresden does and by and large the family’s a mess — mom’s never taught her girls half what they need to know and Tula’s sisters are respectively a fashionista and a drunk. Still, when an FBI agent asks Tula to help him investigate a supernatural force that’s put his sister in the ICU, how can she say no? Tula learns a local winery hides an evil Druidic cult that’s attempting to incarnate a Green Man and the sister is collateral damage; the Whitlow witches, however, are directly in the cult’s magical gunsights.

This was good entertainment though I find “witch” freighted with so many meanings (when I wrote a witch into an unpublished novel years ago, I made a point to establish she wasn’t wiccan) I sometimes wish authors would use “wizard” or “magician” instead (though I’ve had friends who think Harry Potter makes anyone else using “wizard” a no-go).

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A male war bride in a doll’s house! Movies viewed

I WAS A MALE WAR BRIDE (1949) stars Cary Grant and Ann Sheridan as military officers in post-war France. Despite friction from a past mission — he got handsy, she objected — they have to travel together on a new assignment, despite finding each other the most obnoxious, the most irritating person they’ve ever met — that’s right, you know where this is going.

You can guess at least some of what comes next from the title (another example of Snakes on a Plane literalness). Sheridan and Grant marry but the military bureaucracy assumes overseas spouses will be women; Grant can’t sleep in the wives’ dorm, can’t sleep in the officers’ dorm (he’s out of the Army by this point) and Sheridan’s quarters are women only (getting their wedding night takes a lot of work).

As The Films of Howard Hawks says, this works well for one reason: Cary Grant. Not that Sheridan or the script or the directing are bad but Grant is utterly amazing, spectacularly funny even when all he’s doing is giving a deadpan put-upon look as in the image here. It’s not his best movie or even his best Howard Hawks movie (that would be Bringing Up Baby, which has some similarity to Male War Bride in its romantic rhythms) but it might be his funniest performance. “I think it’s only fair to warn you that Jack the Ripper’s up the alley before you go into it.”


A DOLL’S HOUSE (1973) is a filmed adaptation of Henrik Ibsen’s play, starring Jane Fonda as a flibbertigibbet wife, David Warner as her banker husband, Edward Fox as a disgruntled clerk, Delphine Seyrig as Fonda’s BFF/Fox’s ex and Trevor Howard as a dying doctor. Despite the cast and the play’s classic status this film didn’t work for me.

A big part of the problem is that it’s one of those filmed stage plays where dialogue that would have worked fine on stage sounds tinny and forced. Another is that Fonda’s Nora is too shallow and selfish to feel much sympathy for her plight (which involves forging her dead father’s signature on a loan as a woman in the 1890s couldn’t take one out by herself), nor does her feminist awakening at the end work for me. I don’t know if the problem is Fonda, the production or that the play, classic though it is, doesn’t work for me. “Nearly all young criminals are the children of feckless mothers.”

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