New Photos Added: Grace Kelly, Buster Keaton, BLAZING SADDLES, Sexy Smokers, Robert Mitchum, Jamie Lee Curtis, etc.

July 20th, 2008 by Scott Marks

Fraser Heston visiting Jack Hawkins and his father Charlton on the set of Ben-Hur.

Mel Brooks’ Blazing Saddles (1974) - New Gallery with 13 Images Added.

Paul Mazursky’s Blume in Love (1975) - New Gallery with 9 Images Added.

Jamie Lee Curtis - 2 New Photos Added from John Carpenter’s The Fog (1980)

Buster Keaton’s The General (1927) - New Gallery with 26 Images Added

Grace Kelly - New Gallery with 99 Images Added

Continue reading New Photos Added: Grace Kelly, Buster Keaton, BLAZING SADDLES, Sexy Smokers, Robert Mitchum, Jamie Lee Curtis, etc.

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New Photos Added: JERRY LEWIS, THE ADDAMS FAMILY, Liv Tyler, CLUTCH CARGO, Goldie Hawn, WHAT’S MY LINE?, Ernest Borgnine, etc.

July 7th, 2008 by Scott Marks

THE ADDAMS FAMILY

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 5 Photos Added

Jerry Lewis’ THE BELLBOY (1960) - 8 Lobby Cards Added

BORGNINE IN BANLON!!!

BORGNINE IN BANLON!!!

Ernest Borgnine in The Split (1968) - 3 Color Stills Added

CLUTCH CARGO Bobble Heads

CLUTCH CARGO, with his pals Spinner & Paddlefoot! - 5 Photos Added

Continue reading New Photos Added: JERRY LEWIS, THE ADDAMS FAMILY, Liv Tyler, CLUTCH CARGO, Goldie Hawn, WHAT’S MY LINE?, Ernest Borgnine, etc.

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New Photos Added: THE BLUES BROTHERS, Cary Grant, MR. HOBBS TAKES A VACATION, Jacqueline Bisset, TAXI DRIVER, Evan Rachel Wood, etc.

May 25th, 2008 by Scott Marks

Cary Grant & Deborah Kerr in Leo McCarey’s An Affair to Remember - 3 New Photos Added

Fritz Lang’s The Big Heat (1953) - 1 New Photo Added (It needed a little Lee Marvin)

Jacqueline Bisset - Gallery with 10 Vintage Photos Added

Dan Aykroyd & John Belushi in John Landis’ The Blues Brothers (1980) - 16 New Photos Added

Ad for Jan Murray & Toni Arden at The Copacabana

Alfred Hitchcock & Cary Grant on the set of “Notorious” (1946)

Cary Grant - 14 New Photos Added

Barely any thought went into the CinemaScope compositions…

…did you really think they were going to crop the Special Effects guy from a promo still?

A childhood guilty pleasure: James Stewart & Maureen O’Hara in Henry Koster’s Mr. Hobbs Takes a Vacation (1962) - Gallery with 11 Photos Added

British quad from Mel Brooks’ The Producers (1968) *

Nicholas Ray - 3 New Photos Added

Smoking is Sexy
Gloria G-r-r-r-r-ahame

One graven image from Martin Scorsese’s Taxi Driver (1976)

Cecil B. DeMille’s The Ten Commandments (1956) - Lobby Card Set Added

Evan Rachel Wood - 14 New Photos Added

Thanks to Lilo, Chaplin & Rob Colonna for their contributions!

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Remembering Frank Sinatra on the ten year anniversary of his death

May 14th, 2008 by Scott Marks

The last time I saw Frank Sinatra was when he opened Chicago’s United Center in October of 1994 and just about everyone was preparing for the worst. It had been six years since Frank brought the ill-fated Rat Pack reunion to Chicago and many were saying that this would be The Voice’s last groan.

Dean was not functioning in top form and by the time the reunion tour reached the Windy City, he was replaced by Judy Garland’s daughter Liza Minnelli. Liza was so much younger and more energetic than Frank and Sam that at times she appeared to be more their floor nurse than a co-headliner. Dean would have herniated a disc were he to have attempted to hoist Sammy and “accept” him on behalf of the N.A.A.C.P. Liza didn’t even try.

Frank was out of it, Sammy unduly effusive (even for a performer who put the sincere in insincerity), and Liza made Sammy appear modest by comparison. It made for a fascinating evening, but not for any of the reasons you’d have wanted. The unintentional laughs soon eclipsed any chances of witnessing awe-inspiring artistry that only the biggest of stages could hold.

That’s were my mind was when Charlie Flashback invited me to join him for Frank’s inaugural appearance at Chicago’s brand new United Center. Only a Sinatra (or the store) could get Charlie to leave his house and I lucked out because his girlfriend Nasus (they are still together) didn’t want to be bored by the Chairman and refused to go.

It was my third and final time seeing Frank perform live. My choice viewing was obviously the earliest, at Caesar’s Palace in the early 80s. While a far cry from his ring-a-ding early 60s prime, the voice was strong and his phrasing a work of art. Frank’s between-songs patter was thick-tongued Hoboken served haphazardly to the audience whether they wanted it or not. Of course they wanted it. Even Frank’s stalest “fag” joke, and there were several, drew grateful howls from the adoring assemblage.

My first inkling that Sinatra was slipping came during the 1984 Academy Awards when he presented the Jean Hersholt Humanitarian Award to Mike J. Frankovich, or as the confused Sinatra started to say, “Frank Mikeovich.” Vanity forbade Frank from wearing his glasses that evening and when an anxious cue card boy started flipping them too fast, the result was sixty seconds of non-stop hilarious blunders. At times he drifts into Jerry Lewis territory with sentences trailing off into nice and good nice things like that too. Other time he simply can’t keep up.

As the closed captioning proves, it was all written out ahead of time. If Frank put as much time into memorizing the brief speech as he did adjusting the schmate on his head he’d have been in and out, no embarrassment noted. Or God forbid try something spontaneous. I am constantly amazed that this man, who was capable of such eloquent phrasing, couldn’t wrap his tongue around a few simple words unless there was a band backing him up.

Later that same year, Frank was the premiere guest on the first The Jerry Lewis Show, a one week pilot for Fox. I have studied these things in such detail that the oxides have separated from the magnetic stock. Until tape of Sammy and Company surfaces, this is the closest we’ll get to a real-life Sammy Maudlin Show. Everyone and every thing was marvelous and lovely and when it came to puffing, Frank was no slouch. To further underscore his slow slide into dementia, while trying to assure Jerry that he had a hit on his hands, Frank points a thumb in Charlie Callas’ direction and says, “How can you miss with a crazy nut like this?”

The answer is, by a mile.

When he opened the United Center ten years later reports of flubbed lyrics and cumulus-sized cue cards were making headlines. Many wished that Frank would avoid further embarrassment by putting an “amen” on his career.

Eight months earlier the Grammys showed great disrespect by cutting off Frank’s rambling acceptance speech. For once it wasn’t the case of “It’s Frank’s World and We Just Live In It.” The mellow crooner loosened up and actually tried to fit it. Frank Sinatra was moved to tears, for Christ’s sake! Zoom in, don’t cut away! The powers that be interpreted it as the incoherent ramblings of an old man, sensed a ratings drop and pulled the plug on Old Blue Eyes.

I entered the United Center expecting a train wreck and left a bigger fan than ever. My effervescence had nothing to do with opening act Don Rickles. I saw Rickles with Bob Newhart at the Riviera in 1977 and later at Chicago’s Mill Run Theatre where Vic Damone opened for him. Oooohhh! I love Rickles and always have. I could watch him work up a sweat for hours, but that night in 1994 he simply wasn’t funny. There was nothing fresh about his material; the “black guy” was still in the back row singing Zip-A-Dee-Do-Dah and everything appeared forced and predictable.

I’ll tell you what did make me howl, but if you join in the laughter I can ensure you a spot in hell next to me. Come close and let me warm you with this hopelessly tasteless remembrance.

It was not only the last time I saw Sinatra, it was also the last time I saw Irv Kupcinet in person. When Charlie did leave the house he went first cabin and the seats, while not on the main floor, were damn good. Good enough to have Mr. Chicago seated a few rows down from us. Charlie brought binoculars and I spent as much time time spying on Kup and Essee as I did studying Sinatra. 90% of the time Rickles was on my eyes were glued to the Kups.

Here’s where the road to hell begins. How did I know that Kup was going to be there? I didn’t, and when he appeared as if from the heavens, my brain started doing flip-flops. Kup was as big as the Statue of Liberty and twice as weathered. He was fairly frail and the sight of an old, disoriented Kup trying to descend the narrow steps in the dark was a real pisser. He looked like a marionette whose puppeteer suddenly had a coughing seizure. At one point his handler had to wrap his arms around Kup’s waist and guide him down the stairs. (Charlie probably still has bruises from where I elbowed him.) Essee, following closely behind and in heels no less, was almost as funny.

I had my fill of old age humor by the time Frank took to the stage and was bracing myself for another hour’s worth. It turned out to be about a fifty minute set and while Frank’s blue eyes were indeed old, he was hitting the high notes and didn’t fumble a lyric. How could he have? The teleprompter was almost as big as the electronic billboard that announced Charles Foster Kane’s death.

He must have sensed that this would be his last string of public appearances as the generally arrogant patter quickly made way for sentimental effusion. There were a couple of complaints concerning song choices. With Halloween a week away, he failed to deliver any Witchcraft and even more surprising, the evening’s playlist didn’t include either Chicago or My Kind of Town.

Twenty years earlier and Frank would have exited the stage to a limo waiting to whisk him to booth #1 at the Pump Room where Kup and Essee would regale in his presence till the wee small hours. With the top of the hourglass almost empty, Frank was lucky to sneak a nip from one of the hotel’s bellboys and the strongest thing Essee and Kup would drink that night was a glass of Metamucil.

It was one of those nights where I literally watched an era draw to a close before my eyes. As we exited the United Center that evening one could swear that even the wind was crying.

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Chuck Connors: Baseball’s gift to movies

April 30th, 2008 by Scott Marks

“IN SQUEEZE PLAY — Chuck Connors, Baseball’s gift to the motion picture screen, goes to bat to score with a top featured role in Warner Bros.’ ‘South Sea Woman,’ forth-coming Burt Lancaster and Virginia Mayo co-starrer. In the romantic comedy Connors plays a marine pal of Lancaster and the impatient fiance of Miss Mayo. Chuck, who last year covered first base for the Los Angeles Angels, has also played for the Chicago Cubs and Brooklyn Dodgers.”