GOOD ADVICE FOR VALENTINE # 12
by Valentine DELUXE
Cold wave forces, c'te pov 'sparrow has found a way Hibernatus frozen somewhere between Fexhe-le-Haut-Belltower and Aniche . We eagerly awaited thaw in tracing the missing, but the floods that followed resulted in the unfortunate creature to the borders of the Loire estuary. The remains of the brave soldiers of the air were then returned by mail coach into the den of our beloved editor, the great, dazzling and irreplaceable BBJane HUDSON (I took the opportunity to send the same volatile a fancy salary increase ...)
Our pigeon, before the tree BBJane.
So read this new column, we request your high benevolence do so as if we were still wake up between two.
I count on you, huh?!!
To use a formula that has proven, I will begin by: "Once upon a time ..." On
Mein camp, as elsewhere, the holiday of the year in full swing ... Our beloved BBJane is being stuffed rat to his Eve (the secret of his joke: half chestnut, half cat litter, it looks a little crusty inimitable side), and Valentine is training for the Memorial Shelley Winters , category "climb the Christmas tree in her underwear and wedge heels (she hopes to beat the previous record held by Stella Stevens.)
Shelley Winters, ready to reward the winner of the category "climb the Christmas tree" ...
All that, a priori , leaves us with the ball for skin care for our beloved readers, you begin to find the time between two long chronic oozing of erudition and good taste .
But Noooooo, you're not abandoned! Here's something to put you in the tooth between the endless television bloopers (which are decidedly becoming infréquentables) and best-of the past year (much too depressing, given the number of "slippage" that we experienced during the past 12 months ...)
And for our festive banquet, ladies and admirers of the camp, he had set the bar drive-in dining a little earlier than usual. We watched what we had in the fridge, you and your beloved Valentine released a top model of all that is perfect to start or finish the year.
the menu:
- the glamorous Technicolor
- sparkling dialogue that you can highlight in your holy vigil sylvestrienne
- of Garcerie like you dared not even dream in your wildest fantasies
And candied cherry on the cake wondrous, this sumptuous finale of fireworks: we will make troubles to a poor helpless cripple!
Not a bad program, right?
Now, plant a little scenery, and have reservations there this a statement of intent.
film?
Sounds not bad, but he is better known (well known by aficionados of the improbable, as hosts this blog) under its original title : The Legend of Lylah Clare .
Is it necessary to recall that we have to control the master of the torturing crippled, the tall, huge, irreplaceable Robert Aldrich , which - I will not give you the injustice to remind you - knew a bit in the field, since we had laid What Ever Happened to Baby Jane? 6 years earlier (Poo! I say I reminded you not!)
ALDRICH, after the triumph of 12 bastards, will strive to spend every last penny of profits reaped by the huge success, winning a brief and and total independence that allowed him to indulge in such an unconventional and memorable works that Lylah Clare but Should we kill Sister George? or No Orchids for Miss Blandish .
All these movies are paying the luxury of being phenomenal furnaces (Lylah Clare sound and the death knell for the career of its lead actress, the icy and mono-expressive Kim Novak), Aldrich had to quickly put the key under the doormat of his studios, which still smelled of fresh paint.
To qualify my remarks, I must emphasize that the poor helpless cripple in question is far from being cloying anguished type Mary INGALLS "(called the" squint "). No, here we are dealing with a Cador, a size, a real champion fed Pedigree (the punishment) + Pal: Molly Luther himself!
Not content with being the most prominent critic City of Angels, Molly (sublime Coral Browne) is found to be a confusing look-alike Martha VILLALONGA of crossbred Stalin in petticoats and a wooden leg. And she'll let fly with deadly aftershocks of the speed of the rattlesnake, aided by a forked tongue dipped in cyanide concentrate which leaves no chance to his victim, struck on the spot by the venimosité of Moloch.
Coral Browne and Martha VILLALONGA: a (very vague) resemblance, according to Valentine ...
face it, hardly worse than usual (this is a review of all that is personal and only my opinion, I assume!) Kim Novak us plays a small crane, hood featuring everything there is to nunuche, but when the wind blows in the right direction, finds himself possessed by the spirit of Lylah Clare, superstar died in circumstances so dense qu'alambiquées . (We shall not dwell on [against?] Performance mamzelle NOVAK, but let's just say "not Gloria Swanson wants »...)
Kim Novak is so bad it tears his own portrait in The Devil women.
Fortunately, my children, when Lylah-the-bitch Molly confronts la lame before an audience mesmerized by so many venomous exchanges and dirty tricks, it reaches sublime!
If it is not at Panache, my name is not Valentine Deluxe!
Come on, we look at it, and after I do a little best of just for you.
So wonderful is not it?
What is your favorite line in all this?
I have a soft spot for it :
To this:
But especially for this:
short, I like everything, actually!
