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National Salute To Bob Hope right here in San Diego, right here!

October 3rd, 2008 by Scott Marks

All photos of the National Salute To Bob Hope courtesy PortOfSanDiego.org

Kup’s Column
by Irv Kupcinet

How do you do, ladies and gentlemen. I’d like to say good evening and welcome, to the lively art of conservation. I conserve as I converse and Essee can serve her homemade cookies, Heh! Heh! Kup’s world begins tonight with a birthday fillip in sunny San Diego with my dear friend and cosmic quipster, Ivan Putski…err, uhh…Bunny, Ivan Bunny, I should say..

I’d like to point out that the weather of late has been most uncomfortable in this fair city. This recent heat wave seems to be lasting longer than the annual Casmir Pulaski Day parade. Unlike that toddlin’ town Chicago, most of the local eateries here serve dreck. To make matters worse, nobody here knows me so none of our meals are comped. Given the weatherless climate, many eating establishments do not have air conditioning and I wasn’t about to schvitz my way through a plate of sushi. Who can eat that crapola anyway?

We wound up dining on the fringes of the Gaslamp at the delightful China, Too. (I never knew that John Farrow directed a sequel.) Ivan ordered the moo-goo-tai-pan while this reporter chowed down on a spicy plate of Hu-Hsuang Hsien shrimp which practically burned a hole in my stomach come 3 am. Ivan picked up the check and left a suitable tip.

After squelching our vociferous appetites, we decided to take a stroll by the bay. It was about this time that I felt a strong sensation drawing me north. Earlier in the day, I inexplicably had the urge to Google Bob Hope, madman, in search of photographic evidence of his continuing experiments (from beyond the grave, I might add) in violently insane telepathy. I was temporarily blinded, as though an image that I could not see managed to somehow insert itself amid my thought patterns. My face grew cold and I felt a thrombo coming on. Suddenly, the implanted image suddenly became clearer than the lovely Mitzi Gaynor’s voice: it was of a bronze statue of Bob surround by 15 bronze soldiers.Thank heavens that I was not aware of this battleship accessory when Rob Martin and his family were vacationing in San Diego, otherwise his youngsters would still be feeling the head trauma to this day.

Ivan had seen this happen to me before. Using my beak as a guide, I got in the car and aimed it towards ground zero. We didn’t have too far to travel. There next to the Midw…(The band begins to play Thanks for the Memories.) Gentlemen and ladies, direct from hades where he’s been appearing hourly since 2003, Mr. Robert Hope. Bob, what are you doing crashing my blog entry?

“,,,and Cheney said, ‘I haven’t seen a bigger boob since I performed a mammogram on Dolly Parton.’”

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All- comedy KPBS Film Club airs tomorrow

August 26th, 2008 by Scott Marks

With my partner Beth Accomando still recovering from the long hours she put in at ComicCon, I’ll be flying solo on the KPBS Film Club of the Air. Instead of talking new movies with host Tom Fudge, tomorrow morning’s show will be dedicated to eight comedic luminaries: Buster Keaton, Groucho, Chico, Harpo, Mae West, W.C. Fields, Jerry Lewis and Albert Brooks. (You were expecting maybe Jack Black and Will Ferrell?)

Instead of forging one-dimensional comic characters eager to spout penis and fart jokes, these eight hand picked luminaries built their careers by inventing unique comic personae. In addition to their stellar work before the camera, Keaton, Lewis and Brooks share the distinction of being three of the greatest comedic directors of all time.

There will be plenty of hilarious audio clips to round out the discussion and as always your phone calls are welcome. Tune in tomorrow morning to learn a little (and laugh a lot) when the KPBS Film Club goes funny in the head. It’ll be duck soup!

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40- YEAR-OLD VIRGIN actor Shelley Malil’s bail set at $10 million

August 14th, 2008 by Scott Marks

Kendra Beebe & Shelley Malil

Kendra Beebe & Shelley Malil

During his Wednesday afternoon arraignment before a Vista courtroom packed with entertainment reporters, Shelley Malil pleaded not guilty to charges that he stabbed his ex-girlfriend Kendra Beebe more than 20 times during an attack in her San Marcos home.

Bail had originally been set at $2 million, but Judge Marshall Y. Hockett upped it to $10 million, more than double the $4 million that prosecutors had requested. Malil, 43, of Sherman Oaks. He is charged with attempted murder and allegedly using a knife to cause great bodily injury.

Prosecutor Steven Carver told the court that there is evidence that the assault was willful and premeditated. The Union-Tribune reports that the violence erupted on the back patio of Ms. Beebe’s home and continued through the house. A companion of Ms. Beebe’s managed to wrestle the weapon from the crazed Malil who had a second knife, and continued to attack his ex on the front patio. A heroic neighbor came to Ms. Beebe’s rescue and put an end to the assault.

Maili fled the scene as soon as he heard police sirens blaring in the distance. He was later apprehended at the Oceanside Amtrack station while en route to meet his lawyer.

Ms. Beebe, a 35-year-old mother of two, was transported to a hospital where she was treated for, among other things, a punctured right lung; a penetrated left lung; and a stab in her throat that just missed an artery. She is expected to survive.

Courtroom observers gasped when Judge Hockett announced that he had set bail at $10 million. Hockett said that in light of the gravity of the offense, he considered Malil “a danger to public safety and a danger to Malil himself.”

No motive has been given for Malil’s violent attack. If convicted, he faces life in prison where he will undoubtedly be nicknamed “the 40-Second Virgin.”

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Emulsion Compulsion curates SDMA’s SCREEN ON THE GREEN

July 30th, 2008 by Scott Marks

Let’s Get Together!

For the second year in a row, the San Diego Museum of Art was gracious enough to ask me to curate their annual Screen on the Green series.

Five weeks out of the year, SDMA transforms Balboa Park into a gorgeous outdoor theatre. Admission is free (San Diegans love free), so even though all of the movies are older, most are even in primitive black and white, we manage to attract a huge crowd. If you are planning on attending, I suggest you get their early with your lawn chairs, blankets and picnic baskets in tow.

All of the films are family friendly (sadly, no Russ Meyer) and if I do say so myself, this year’s lineup offers a great escape for the next five Thursday evenings. The schedule is as follows:

July 31 Ernst Lubitsch’s The Shop Around the Corner (1940)

August 7 Billy Wilder’s Sabrina (1954)

August 14 David Swift’s The Parent Trap (1961)

August 21 Sing along with George Sidney’s Bye, Bye Birdie (1963)

August 28 Peter Bogdanovich’s Paper Moon (1973)

As is my habit, each feature will begin with a vintage cartoon. Screen on the Green: Summer Movies at Balboa Park plays every Thursday at 8 pm through August 28. The screening is located on the East Lawn, near the Botanical Building and Casa del Prado. For more info, call 619-232-7931 or visit the SDMA website.

Screen on the Green is brought to you through the generous support of Phil and Lyn Gildred. Hope to see you all there!

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Emulsion Compulsion finds Readership in Chicago

July 28th, 2008 by Scott Marks

At last I’ve become a whatever became of!!! Thanks to my pal J.R. Jones for remembering this old Chicagoan with a terrific mention on the Chicago Reader’s Movie Blog. When J.R. joined Facebook, he did a search on Groucho Marx and not surprisingly, my name came up. Ten years ago J.R. wrote a profile piece that nailed me. Wish I could provide a link, but it’s not in The Reader’s on-line archive. Mention it next time you see me and I’ll recite it for you verbatim. J.R. has assumed the recently retired Jonathan Rosenbaum’s spot as The Reader’s #1 critic, and he continues to make the site one of the finest outlets for film criticism on line. In the words of that grate Chicagoan Sig Sackowicz, “Hey, buddy, thanks for taking the time!”

***UPDATE***

I just received a note from J.R. Jones informing me that my Reader interview is on line. Just go to J.R.’s article and click on my name.

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David Elliott interviewed in San Diego Magazine

July 24th, 2008 by Scott Marks

I’d like to say good evening, and how do you do, ladies and gentlemen. Kup’s world ends tonight with a bunch of bon mots from the lovely Ginette Vicot. (I’d like to point out that long before Jesse Jackson’s corresponding verse, this rhymin’ Hyman had such a funny meter to the roar of his repeater, if you catch my drift.)

It’s been pointed out to yours truly, that not unlike legendary prankster Red ” Aaron Chwatt” Buttons, my friend Donald, err, uhh, David, I should say, Elliott never got a dinner.

You can’t blame a guy for wanting to throw back a few farewell stingers with Burl Stiff and his fellow penman at the Tickled Trout. More than sedi…cough…sentiment and supper, I mean, Dave wanted a chance to bid farewell to his loyal readers who couldn’t wait to rip open the Night and Day section to peruse his latest cinematic missives.

I gotta’ tell you that David was always a good man when we worked together at the Chicago Sun-Times, and according to Essee a very capable wordsmith. I preferred schmoozing with the stars to watching their dreck pictures where I frequently caught some shuteye. If only Elliott had written more about Bears great Sid Luckman, because I never was big on movie reviews. Besides, who am I to critique someone else’s writing? Truth be told, Essee writes most of this crap…Anyway, I’d like to go on record as personally thanking Dave for never letting it be known that I once let loose a trouser fillip in his presence while ascending the Chicago Theatre in their cramped elevator. Yes sir, two rode together and one blew! Heh! Heh!

Since I already ran a photo of Dave and his lovely daughter Samantha, I found it only fitting to publish a shot of his son Tarvis. That Elliott is one loyal foot soldier. I don’t care how much Marshall Field paid me, you’ wouldn’t catch me dead wearing a chazarai Sun-Times t-shirt. Only Manny’s in Elmhurst for this reporter!

Now Ivan Bunny, there’s one for movies! I tell ya’ he sees everything. He was the one that saw Meet Dave. You know, just recently, Bunny’s bald spot finally filled in. I’ll never forget the day he performed a self-inflicted Larry Fine in my office. It was right after he read where Elliott proclaimed The Road to Perdition “the greatest gangster film since The Godfather.” Now I going to stick up for the man because for this reporter’s money Perdition far outclassed Marty Scorceske’s Goodfellows or Casino. I think it was even better than Stop! or My Mom Will Shoot and Feds. (By the way, Mary Gross is a Chicago gal, I might add.)

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