Since we’re now on the Holiday News Cycle, I’ll offer you something besides Current Events. The other week, an old friend, a fellow veteran of the Wars in Okeefenokee West, and I were talking about our former lives in Duh Bizniss (I use “lives” not “jobs” because it was work you lived because you couldn’t live any other way - Francis Ford Coppola once said that no matter how much you got paid, you earned every penny at minimum wage, and he was right.)
Now THAT transported me to many memory places TC! My very first job when I was 14 or 15 was running the concession at the local cinema…which at the time was a small candy and popcorn counter. I can still remember exactly the smell of the buttery popcorn on my clothes after I got home. My mom was such a movie lover. It was her escape along with the LP crooners she listened to. She took me to plenty of movies. I was way, way too little to even understand what Elizabeth Taylor was up to in Butterfield 8. But I know when we were older, my siblings and I saved some from our allowance to get to the movies when we could. Best part of working the candy counter was I could go watch whatever movie was playing.
I just love Hollywood tales. Told from a writer’s perspective is absolutely fascinating.
Let’s hope th-th-th-that’s not all folks!
And didn’t Jack Nicholson get his start with Roger Corman?
Vincent was such a charming guy. The total exact opposite of his characters. Had the best art collection I ever saw besides Billy Wilder's. Now in an art museum where poor kids can see it and be inspired.
Well, you'd better tell us all about Harlan Ellison since you are the last person alive who knows the story....and, did I miss the identity of "The Greatest Actor of His Generation"-- was it Orson?
A really interesting read....part of your memoir I hope! TY, TC!
Oh, Vincent Price!!! (took me awhile. Remember I was locked up in a convent for many of those years--no Movies, no TV in those days!!! I was on a date with a guy, after I left the convent and got into TV news, and he could NOT figure out why I did not remember The Fugitive. He thought maybe I had been in prison. " Close", I said and then had to explain the nunhood to the good Jewish doctor!) It is like having cultural amnesia!
From an outsider's perspective, this was a fascinating, enjoyable, and sobering read. I knew Hollywood was broken, and that the overall quality of film productions had drastically declined, but this really shed a lot of light on why.
I did so love the old movies! My favorites were the musicals. In my teen years I would talk my younger brother into going with me reluctantly. When they put all of them together in That's Entertainment he said they made it for me. We got to laugh together about it as we were much older by then. Thank you for sharing your history.
Now THAT transported me to many memory places TC! My very first job when I was 14 or 15 was running the concession at the local cinema…which at the time was a small candy and popcorn counter. I can still remember exactly the smell of the buttery popcorn on my clothes after I got home. My mom was such a movie lover. It was her escape along with the LP crooners she listened to. She took me to plenty of movies. I was way, way too little to even understand what Elizabeth Taylor was up to in Butterfield 8. But I know when we were older, my siblings and I saved some from our allowance to get to the movies when we could. Best part of working the candy counter was I could go watch whatever movie was playing.
I just love Hollywood tales. Told from a writer’s perspective is absolutely fascinating.
Let’s hope th-th-th-that’s not all folks!
And didn’t Jack Nicholson get his start with Roger Corman?
And Vincent Price in his escapades in the horror genre?
Vincent was such a charming guy. The total exact opposite of his characters. Had the best art collection I ever saw besides Billy Wilder's. Now in an art museum where poor kids can see it and be inspired.
Well, you'd better tell us all about Harlan Ellison since you are the last person alive who knows the story....and, did I miss the identity of "The Greatest Actor of His Generation"-- was it Orson?
A really interesting read....part of your memoir I hope! TY, TC!
The greatest actor of his generation who got his start in Roger Corman movies. I don't know how much more obvious I can be. :-)
Oh, Vincent Price!!! (took me awhile. Remember I was locked up in a convent for many of those years--no Movies, no TV in those days!!! I was on a date with a guy, after I left the convent and got into TV news, and he could NOT figure out why I did not remember The Fugitive. He thought maybe I had been in prison. " Close", I said and then had to explain the nunhood to the good Jewish doctor!) It is like having cultural amnesia!
Vincent didn't get his start with Roger, though his career was revived and repurposed by his collaboration. It was Jack.
Nicely done.
From an outsider's perspective, this was a fascinating, enjoyable, and sobering read. I knew Hollywood was broken, and that the overall quality of film productions had drastically declined, but this really shed a lot of light on why.
What a fascinating true story!
You had me at: "For starters, I can’t stand being with what passes for an audience nowadays."
I did so love the old movies! My favorites were the musicals. In my teen years I would talk my younger brother into going with me reluctantly. When they put all of them together in That's Entertainment he said they made it for me. We got to laugh together about it as we were much older by then. Thank you for sharing your history.
Thanks, TC! What a fascinating career you have. With a son in Duh Bizniss, I greatly appreciate your stories and insights.