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Don’t Make Waves was also the last film directed by Alexander Mackendrick, famous for The Sweet Smell of Success and the Ealing classic The Ladykillers. It was an unhappy shoot with a stuntman drowning when he parachuted into the surf. A bit of a lost chance there for QT to connect Sharon to Cliff. Perhaps he could’ve

We were hopping and bopping to the R-rated script.

A dead cat bounce.

Notorious (1946). A paranoid, perverse, kinky, cold war spy, romance thriller. Probably the Hitchcock I’ve re-watched most often. Not sure what that says about me but this movie always amazes.

I’ve always liked this photo. Apparently it was a very happy set.

No joke about Princess Mary being an Aussie?

The Ghoul is on youtube, so I’ll check it out. Thesiger again and a young Ralph Richardson, as well! Thanks for the tip.

You also get to see what Gloria Stuart was like, 65 years before Titanic.

The Old Dark House (1932). Fresh off Frankenstein, Karloff is top-billed and pretty creepy but is slightly overshadowed by three stars in the making - Melvyn Douglas (in what really is the lead role), Charles Laughton and Raymond Massey. Ernest Thesigner (“Would you like a potato ?”) is also on hand and he, Karloff,

NEW, THIS FALL ON NBC: THE SHOUTING LAWYER
Starring Rudy Giuliani

Superman, strange visitor from another planet, who disguised as Clark Kent, mentally unstable reporter...

White Zombie (1932). Three of the leads are silent stars that never made it in talkies so the acting is a pretty stilted but Bela as a voodoo master was always going to be the main attraction. A plantation owner in Haiti becomes obsessed with his employee’s beautiful wife and asks Lugosi to turn her into a zombie (a

Robert Redford and Warren Beatty have also won for directing. The Academy sure loves them pretty boy actors calling the shots.

Doctor X (1932). A Pre-Code comedy thriller cannibal murder mystery! Lee Tracey starts out as the fast-talking wise-cracking comedy relief type and turns into the heroic leading man. Lionel Atwill spouts gobbledygook, Fay Wray screams, and it’s all in gorgeous two-color Technicolor. What’s not to like?

Do yourself a favor and skip this bloated vanity project and watch the ‘39 version instead.

Reminds of a scene from Graham Greene’s The Heart of the Matter:

“Know your lines and don’t bump into the furniture.”

God Lord I hadn’t heard about Malone! I have to say she is one of those stars I assumed had died long ago.