… to James Wolcott, for linking to my 2 Brando pieces on Friday – he’s brought some great new people to my site, who have really added to the conversation here. Also, I have to laugh: Wolcott called me a “classy dame” (thank you again!) and he’s linking to a post where the following paragraph occurs: “Who cares if he taped his lines to the ceiling of the cab in On the Waterfront? He’s Marlon fucking Brando. If that helps him, who are you to be a little bitch about it?” Classy indeed. No, but seriously: Wolcott’s reading me is a great compliment, and I’m flattered.
— to The Self-styled Siren (the other “classy dame” Wolcott references!) for her VERY nice post about me and my book excerpts – and she includes a great anecdote about John Barrymore from Garson Kanin’s Hollywood, which dovetails with the Brando-using-cue-cards debacle. I love the story. Thank you, Siren, and have a wonderful trip!
You deserve the links.
Your writing on movies and your archive of books is amazing.
You seem to notice and write about things that I would never pick up on. Then when my wife and I watch the flicks, we enjoy them even more looking for what you may have written about.
I have no idea how you are able to read so much, watch so many movies and then write so prodigiously, but I’m glad you do.
Regards.