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J Wilson wrote:Patrick McGoohan.

That's really sad to hear. Nothing else to say except 'be seeing you'.

Galen Young wrote:

J Wilson wrote:Patrick McGoohan.

That's really sad to hear. Nothing else to say except 'be seeing you'.

Or perhaps now he'll finally find out who's Number One.

Last night, I finished watching all of the "Danger Man" episodes in sequence. Makes me feel kind of weird to know that my journey with John Drake ended at approximately the same time as Drake's own journey.

Ricardo Montalban meet Corinthian coffin leather.

Check out the big guns on Rick.

Artist Andrew Wyeth

I always liked Ricardo Montalban. He was so cool in the way he handled himself thru those two Planet of the Apes sequels.. his natural class and manner helped make Conquest of the Planet of the Apes probably the best sequel of the bunch and of the truly great sci fi sequels in general.

HerrSchreck wrote:I always liked Ricardo Montalban.

He's spectacularly charming in his MGM musicals, particularly Two Weeks With Love. I wish people remembered him as much as a groundbreaking leading man as they do for "Smiles, everyone! Smiles!" and "Rich Corinthian leather."

Yup. It's that natural aura of his residing in the upper echelons of The Dapper Aristocracy of Charisma that allowed him, bad singing delivery, klunky lyrics and all, to carry a scene like this thru to success. I love how after the first line of the song-- and a few points after-- he keeps grabbing Williams' hand looking like he's trying to covertly nudge her into a little hand job.

That, and the fact that, when he was young, he was some kind of literal hybrid of Sean Connery and Henry Fonda. I mean, he didn't look look like a combination of those two... he strangely was one. Like some Suave Lab Experiment in hybridizing those two dudes was a perfect success.

Another attribute of Montalban's (a typical one for film stars of his era) was that he was an endless source of great anecdotes about his career. His account of some of the on-set budget stretching measures he had witnessed (especially the bit about the guys clanking swords for a while, then ducking out of camera range to put on different helmets and moving a bit to disguise being the same two people), was a highligt of his Letterman show appearance a few years ago.

Kathleen Byron's obit from the Guardian.

The poor woman had a lifetime of undistinguished roles as aristocrats, nurses, and headmistresses, but we'll always have Sister Ruth and Susan from The Small Back Room.

I had not realised until reading that article that she was initially wanted for the tiny part in Dogville which was eventually taken by Harriet Andersson.

Bob May, the guy inside the robot that gave me nightmares as a child, has died. The robot would float toward me and the only way I could repel it was by holding up a bible. I also once made a vampire sitting in my grandmother's favorite chair disappear by yelling "I love Jesus" at him.

Matt wrote:I also once made a vampire sitting in my grandmother's favorite chair disappear by yelling "I love Jesus" at him.

I'm stealing this.

Or how many did it take to FORGET it?

I usedta wake up inna middle of the night and see all kinds of ghosts and phantoms playing and standing around my brother's bed. Very scary.

I usedta love Lost In Space... sigh. And yes, the robot could be pretty scary.

Matt wrote:I also once made a vampire sitting in my grandmother's favorite chair disappear by yelling "I love Jesus" at him.

Sorry to derail this thread but I had a similar nightmare when a dark cloaked figure with no face appeared at the top of the stairs in my grandmother's house. I was at the bottom of the stairs and as he turned around to look at me I yelled "God is here!" and the cloaked figure disappeared.

Matt wrote:Bob May, the guy inside the robot that gave me nightmares as a child, has died. The robot would float toward me and the only way I could repel it was by holding up a bible. I also once made a vampire sitting in my grandmother's favorite chair disappear by yelling "I love Jesus" at him.

WARNING!....WARNING!....DANGER!....DANGER!

fiddlesticks wrote:WARNING!....WARNING!....DANGER!....DANGER!

"My hooks are flailing wildly!"

(Ironically Jesus can be warded off by waving cloves of garlic at him! )

Susanna Foster

Tom O'Horgan. Mostly a stage director - of the premiere productions of Hair and Jesus Christ Superstar amongst others. However, he did direct the bestiality musical Futz (1969) - has anyone here seen it? I have a VHS copy and I lasted half an hour. He also directed the American Film Theatre production of Rhinoceros. Obituary here: http://www.guardian.co.uk/stage/2009/ja ... om-ohorgan

B.R. Chopra, Bollywood filmmaker best known in the West for his epic TV adaptation of Mahabharat. Obituary here: http://www.guardian.co.uk/film/2009/jan ... -br-chopra

david hare wrote:

he did direct the bestiality musical Futz (1969) - has anyone here seen it? I have a VHS copy and I lasted half an hour.

Hahahahahahahahah!

I'm sure Frederic Forrest, Sally Kirkland (both in the cast) and Vilmos Zsigmond (the DP) display it proudly in their CVs... Actually, from what I saw Zsigmond's work is perfectly decent.

I spent my time torn between "I don't believe what I'm seeing" and "I'm not sure I can take much more of this." One day I may have another go and get to the end. From what I saw of it, it's an, erm, unique film to say the least. Still, the subject matter (man loves pig) makes it a landmark of sort, in introducing bestiality to American cinema, jointly with End of the Road which was made the same year.

I haven't seen Rhinoceros, so can't comment.

david hare wrote:Does anyone still read or worse watch Ionesco (u)? What a fucking waste of time was the so called 50s theatre of the absurd. Thank god Tati escaped this straitjacket.

I just finished The Chairs, which I found a little tiresome after the first five pages, though enjoyed Rhinoceros, I didn't know an adaptation was made on film, much less with Gene Wilder! Who incidentally was fantastic in Everything you Always Wanted to Know About Sex... in which he plays a doctor involved in a bestial relationship with some Eastern European's sheep! Who would have thought the arts and bestiality were all connected by Gene Wilder!

david hare wrote:If only the utterly boring Ionescu had had the wit to turn this into something comparable to animal porn. (With blonde Swedish doxies being obliged to mate with and then eat snakes, etc (as I saw one sleepy afternoon at a long gone erotic cinema.)
Ive seen one production of "elephant" so long ago but I can still remember my arse twitching after 20 minutes. With boredom, not excitement.

Does anyone still read or worse watch Ionesco (u)? What a fucking waste of time was the so called 50s theatre of the absurd. Thank god Tati escaped this straitjacket.

Then you should be ecstatic over this.