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“Like every writer or almost every writer, who goes to Hollywood, I was convinced in the beginning that there must be some discoverable method of working in pictures which would not be completely stultifying to whatever creative talent one might happen to possess. But like others before me I discovered that this was a dream.
They say they are part of the resistance.
A rather romantic notion for a political hissy fit which is nothing if not reactionary. What are the coastal elites resisting? They will answer with one word: Trump.
But dig deeper and ask exactly which of Trump’s policies they are against and the answers get a bit more confused. I heard one gay man claim that Trump is preparing legislation against gay rights. This is, um, incorrect. First of all, Congress prepares legislation. Second, Trump is all for gay rights, all for gay marriage. He is not a standard Conservative. He is not a libertarian. He is not a Democrat either. The fact is that Trump is a quirky man who loves America.
In 1930, film mogul Carl Laemmle, Jr., attended Lost Sheep, a Broadway play that had garnered positive reviews. A young actress, Sidney Fox, b. Sidney Leiffer (1907), received particularly strong notices for her performance. The influential New York Times observed:
“As Rhoda, little Sidney Fox [she stood only 4′ 10″ tall] won the hearts of the audience at once with her frail, girlish beauty and her pert spirit. Nothing could be more tenderly disarming than the freshness of her acting.”
Apparently Fox also won the heart of Carl Laemmle Jr. He brought her out to Hollywood, put her under contract to Universal Pictures and groomed her for stardom.
Hollywood culture and the product that Hollywood produces is overwhelmingly left, with a few lonely patches of Conservatives who keep their heads down rather than expose themselves to the politics of destruction. If you disagree with leftist newspeak then you are evil and deserve to lose your livelihood.
Hollywood might be left, but the art world actually puts Hollywood to shame in its unwavering and reflexive leftism. Check out the major art websites and you will discover an endless parade of anti-Trump art.
Art: I use the term advisedly. Most of the pieces do not rise above the level of the crudest propaganda. In the art capitals of the world, artists compete with each other in hating Trump and those who voted for him.
I think we’re making a huge mistake when we focus exclusively on Muslim terrorists entering America.
A more serious threat to our way of life are Muslim supremacists; immigrants who do not advocate violence but who wish to live under sharia wherever they settle.
Mike Nichols, on casting the role of Benjamin Braddock:
“I interviewed hundreds, maybe thousands, of men. Robert [Redford] wanted the part. I said, ‘You can’t play it. You can never play a loser.’ And Redford said, ‘What do you mean? Of course I can play a loser.’ And I said, ‘O.K., have you ever struck out with a girl?’ and he said, ‘What do you mean?’
And he wasn’t joking.”
In the beginning of his legendary career, Kirk Douglas (1916 – ) b. Issur Danielovitch, was almost typecast as a well-meaning but ineffectual husband in two fine films, The Strange Love of Martha Ivers, 1946, and A Letter to Three Wives, 1949. But his career ascended into mega-stardom when he played cynical heroes motivated by rage: Champion, 1949, Ace in the Hole, 1951, The Bad and the Beautiful, 1952, Paths of Glory, 1957, Spartacus, 1960, and his favorite picture, Lonely Are the Brave, 1962,
Douglas was never a conventional leading man. Though handsome as a fairy tale prince, he wielded his masculine beauty like a weapon. There was none of the gruff, working class charm that made Gable the King. Douglas was not an urbane gentleman like William Powell, nor a witty charmer like Cary Grant.
Kirk Douglas excelled at playing, in his own words, “sons of bitches.”
A girl dreamed of movie stardom. Literally dreamed, as she told it years later. “There is a man with short sleeves and a big horn in front of his mouth, shouting, ‘Anna May Wong, now you come downstairs and look like the prince was already approaching — we do a closeup of that!’ … and I have an overjoyed face because I feel the great happiness — and the important man says, ‘You did a great job, Anna May Wong — You are a film star!'”
Born in Los Angeles in 1905, five years before the picture people came west from New York and Chicago, Anna May grew up watching movies made on the streets near her home. Her laundryman father tried to beat (literally beat) a dutiful girl’s sense into her, and told her she was disgracing the family, as we learn from Graham Russell Gao Hodges’ thorough biography Anna May Wong: From Laundryman’s Daughter to Hollywood Legend. But Anna May couldn’t get the dream out of her head. Because she was tall and graceful, and because her big eyes gave her a maturity beyond her years, she found work as an extra by the time she was 14, and played important roles opposite Lon Chaney and Douglas Fairbanks while still in her teens, and was a sensation in German and English films before she was 25.
Her resume would be impressive enough for a Caucasian actress.
It happened that Anna May Wong was Chinese, at a time when East Asians were no more likely to become Hollywood stars than someone from India or Africa.
With great common sense, President Trump has temporarily halted immigration from failed terrorist states until proper vetting can take place in order to protect the citizens of the Unites States.
Predictably, the left and the leftist media are in a collective meltdown.
But six of those countries—Iraq, Syria, Iran, Libya, Sudan and Yemen—ban all Jewish visitors from Israel.
My friend Bookworm Room says that she is enjoying the Trump presidency. I too have this warm feeling in my gut as I watch Trump do something rather unique in political history: He is fulfilling his campaign promises.
Meanwhile, the usual suspects are protesting—but only in Hillary states. Let’s remember they were protesting even before Trump took office. So their protests are a lot of sound and fury signifying… a childish temper tantrum.
The left wing media have, after eight years of bootlicking Obama, decided to jump into action and defend their turf, the overeducated, overbred coastal elites who have nothing but contempt for those, who in the words of their Dear Leader, “cling to guns and their religion.”
I am old enough to remember when air travel was fun and yes, even glamorous. The seats were comfortable, service was gracious, and the stewardesses (remember that word?) were beautiful young women who never stopped smiling.
This all changed because of the IslmaoNazis of the 1960s who hijacked planes, blew up planes, and slaughtered innocent passengers, all in the name of so-called Palestine.
Since then air travel has become torture.
Janet Leigh was a good sport, who got a kick out of [Hitchcock’s] off-color limericks, puns, and pranks. The worst jokes on Leigh seemed to come just moments before her most important scenes—and she found most of them terribly funny.