If I could wave my magic wand, I would resurrect Curtis Harrington and one of his dream casts and let them go to town. The result would, I have no doubt, be vastly more entertaining than most of the muck coming out of Hollywood today.
One of the great benefits of a site like Wellesnet is that one encounters passionate advocacy in posts that jostles the memory and spurs one to action. I've been a Curtis Harrington fan for years, but I have never seen Night Tide. Now, thanks to Harvey Chartrand, Night Tide is in my Netflix queue.
A clarification for all you Kim Novak fans out there: I am with you that Ms. Novak was one hot sexy number, and a talented actress to boot. I found her spellbinding in Liebestraum, of all movies, so her late period magnetism, so admirably described by Glenn Anders, is not lost on me (can I come home from the asylum now, please? I promise I'll be good). But in Vertigo? Sorry, no.
Finally, a question for all you Thelemites, eager to believe that Barbara Bush is the illegitimate daugher of The Great Beast: are you aware that the original article making this rather tenuous claim was posted on April 1? Also, if you are a fan of the Wickedest Man in the World, shouldn't you be, well, pleased that the 43rd POTUS is a lineal descendant? After all, that would make George W. part of the Great Work...
"Fountain of Youth" on YouTube!!!
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Ah! Mido505, could you but realize. Did you already know? Are you playing with us? You are long entered into The Temple of the Golden Dawn! Perhaps, unaware. The NIGHT TIDE will bring you home to us -- Todd Baesen, Harvey Chartrand, Aleister Crowley, Professor Haddo, Macresarf1 and me. Gather you unto us, Brother mido505.
You need no longer suffer from VERTIGO. You are already in the asylum, warmly tended by Kim Novak and her llamas, with the rest of us.
To give you but a hint of the Circle, the Big Brass Ring, closing about you:
When you see Curtis Harrington's NIGHT TIDE, made at Venice Beach three years after Orson Welles shot TOUCH OF EVIL there, note the actress who plays "The Water Witch." She is Marjorie Cameron.
Red-haired, blue-eyed Miss Cameron, like Kim Novak, like Judy Barton, had an interesting life. I quote from her IMDb bio:
". . . She was in the Navy in WWII, and served in Washington as an aide to the Joint Chiefs of Staff and as a photographer. After the war she moved to Los Angeles. There she was introduced by a friend to the Agape Lodge of the OTO, where she met future husband John W. (Jack) Parsons. He was a pioneering genius in rocketry, an author, and very involved in the occult. He was associated with Aleister Crowley. Parsons considered her to be an "elemental" and in early 1946 [the year George W. Bush was born] she, Parsons and L. Ron Hubbard undertook the famous "Babylon Working", a long complex magical working attempting to create a magical child. She married Jack Parsons on October 19, 1946 in San Juan Capistrano, California. They were friends of many science fiction writers. Jack was killed in a mysterious explosion in Pasadena in 1952. At the time they were living with several artists and actors, and the house was reputed to be a hotbed of occult and sexual behavior not in keeping with Pasadena's image . . . . "
Just plain "Cameron" on the NIGHT TIDE bill, her nickname in the coven was "Candida" or "Candy."
Shades of THE BOYS FROM BRAZIL, mido505!
Marjorie Cameron made only three films in her career. In addition to playing "The Water Witch" in Curtis Harrington's NIGHT TIDE (1961), she starred in Kenneth Anger's cult-famous BEYOND THE PLEASURE DOME, in 1954, two years after the explosive death of Jack Parsons, Rocket Scientist, colleague of Aleister Crowley and L. Ron Hubbard. What part did she play in BEYOND THE PLEASURE DOME?
She played "Kali, the Scarlet Woman," the fecund Goddess/ Earth Mother/Destroyer whom all the Crowley and Hubbard covens sought. In other words, she gave herself to depicting the role that Pauline Robinson Pierce and Barbara Pierce Bush had played earlier, Mother of the Anti-Christ!
Then, in 2001, under the Sign of the Moonchild, they waited for the crows!
Can you imagine red-haired, blue-eyed Marjorie Cameron, an actress not unlike Judy Barton/Madeleine Elster, standing in that Mission Chapel at San Juan Capistrano, ready to marry Jack Parsons, hoping for swallows, but expecting the crows?
Marjorie Cameron's first film was Ruben Mamoulian's HIGH, WIDE AND HANDSOME. I'll leave it to you, mido505, to find the connection between that little musical, Orson Welles' career, and "The Fountain of Youth"!
Glenn
You need no longer suffer from VERTIGO. You are already in the asylum, warmly tended by Kim Novak and her llamas, with the rest of us.
To give you but a hint of the Circle, the Big Brass Ring, closing about you:
When you see Curtis Harrington's NIGHT TIDE, made at Venice Beach three years after Orson Welles shot TOUCH OF EVIL there, note the actress who plays "The Water Witch." She is Marjorie Cameron.
Red-haired, blue-eyed Miss Cameron, like Kim Novak, like Judy Barton, had an interesting life. I quote from her IMDb bio:
". . . She was in the Navy in WWII, and served in Washington as an aide to the Joint Chiefs of Staff and as a photographer. After the war she moved to Los Angeles. There she was introduced by a friend to the Agape Lodge of the OTO, where she met future husband John W. (Jack) Parsons. He was a pioneering genius in rocketry, an author, and very involved in the occult. He was associated with Aleister Crowley. Parsons considered her to be an "elemental" and in early 1946 [the year George W. Bush was born] she, Parsons and L. Ron Hubbard undertook the famous "Babylon Working", a long complex magical working attempting to create a magical child. She married Jack Parsons on October 19, 1946 in San Juan Capistrano, California. They were friends of many science fiction writers. Jack was killed in a mysterious explosion in Pasadena in 1952. At the time they were living with several artists and actors, and the house was reputed to be a hotbed of occult and sexual behavior not in keeping with Pasadena's image . . . . "
Just plain "Cameron" on the NIGHT TIDE bill, her nickname in the coven was "Candida" or "Candy."
Shades of THE BOYS FROM BRAZIL, mido505!
Marjorie Cameron made only three films in her career. In addition to playing "The Water Witch" in Curtis Harrington's NIGHT TIDE (1961), she starred in Kenneth Anger's cult-famous BEYOND THE PLEASURE DOME, in 1954, two years after the explosive death of Jack Parsons, Rocket Scientist, colleague of Aleister Crowley and L. Ron Hubbard. What part did she play in BEYOND THE PLEASURE DOME?
She played "Kali, the Scarlet Woman," the fecund Goddess/ Earth Mother/Destroyer whom all the Crowley and Hubbard covens sought. In other words, she gave herself to depicting the role that Pauline Robinson Pierce and Barbara Pierce Bush had played earlier, Mother of the Anti-Christ!
Then, in 2001, under the Sign of the Moonchild, they waited for the crows!
Can you imagine red-haired, blue-eyed Marjorie Cameron, an actress not unlike Judy Barton/Madeleine Elster, standing in that Mission Chapel at San Juan Capistrano, ready to marry Jack Parsons, hoping for swallows, but expecting the crows?
Marjorie Cameron's first film was Ruben Mamoulian's HIGH, WIDE AND HANDSOME. I'll leave it to you, mido505, to find the connection between that little musical, Orson Welles' career, and "The Fountain of Youth"!
Glenn
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Glenn:
I've just returned from the Ha-Rah club and I'm afraid Carl gave me too much to drink (last night)... as you obviously know... but I found your post interesting in that it brings to mind who Welles cast in THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WIND:
Namely - Curtis Harrington and Dennis Hopper!
So, did Welles ever see NIGHT TIDE? I wonder?
If he did, could he see Oja as a Mermaid?
Of course, I doubt if we'll ever know for sure.
I've just returned from the Ha-Rah club and I'm afraid Carl gave me too much to drink (last night)... as you obviously know... but I found your post interesting in that it brings to mind who Welles cast in THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WIND:
Namely - Curtis Harrington and Dennis Hopper!
So, did Welles ever see NIGHT TIDE? I wonder?
If he did, could he see Oja as a Mermaid?
Of course, I doubt if we'll ever know for sure.
Todd
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Todd: Glad you made safely back upstairs from infamous Ha-Ra Club Cellar!
I should think that Welles would have been fully aware of the talented Harrington and Hopper. I would think, too, that he had a quite pure vision of Oja Kodar, perhaps as Ondine, not Kali, the Scarlet Woman. He certainly did like seeing her swimming around in the nude with tigers though.
And she seemed to enjoy that activity, too.
But actors, left to their own devices, like to play against type.
Alan: You might want to note that Jimmy Stewart in one of his first important Hollywood roles was cast in a surprising part. He was, after all, probably the only really thin guy in AFTER THE THIN MAN (1936).
Mido505, you write: ". . . a question for all you Thelemites, eager to believe that Barbara Bush is the illegitimate daugher of The Great Beast: are you aware that the original article making this rather tenuous claim was posted on April 1? Also, if you are a fan of the Wickedest Man in the World, shouldn't you be, well, pleased that the 43rd POTUS is a lineal descendant? After all, that would make George W. part of the Great Work..."
It's true that this specific canard about the Bush line goes back only a couple of years, and one of the postings is on April 1, and most of the articles seem to be "cut and paste" variations of the original, but the gossip about Pauline Robinson Pierce has been around much longer than that. And if this story is a hoax, then like Mrs. Marvin Pierce, it has great legs, as we are proving! You misjudge us, mido505. We are obviously not satanists . . . but "spiritual detectives."
And should anyone not have compared the visages of Aleister Crowley and Barbara Pierce Bush, take a look at them in one of the Web articles that Mido505 refers to:
http://www.scam.com/showthread.php?t=11758&page=2
And if that person should reasonably and fairly doubt that The Great Beast lives on still at The Ha-Ra Club, Geary Street, in San Francisco, that he has lost none of his sexual powers over THE LADY FROM SHANGHAI, compare this picture of Bartender Carl Kickery and Friend "faustfatale" with the figures above:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/80062593@N00/2233416560/
"The Fountain of Youth" is like the Waters of Babylon. They are nice to look at, but dare not approach too close to them. As Alexander discovered.
Glenn
I should think that Welles would have been fully aware of the talented Harrington and Hopper. I would think, too, that he had a quite pure vision of Oja Kodar, perhaps as Ondine, not Kali, the Scarlet Woman. He certainly did like seeing her swimming around in the nude with tigers though.
And she seemed to enjoy that activity, too.
But actors, left to their own devices, like to play against type.
Alan: You might want to note that Jimmy Stewart in one of his first important Hollywood roles was cast in a surprising part. He was, after all, probably the only really thin guy in AFTER THE THIN MAN (1936).
Mido505, you write: ". . . a question for all you Thelemites, eager to believe that Barbara Bush is the illegitimate daugher of The Great Beast: are you aware that the original article making this rather tenuous claim was posted on April 1? Also, if you are a fan of the Wickedest Man in the World, shouldn't you be, well, pleased that the 43rd POTUS is a lineal descendant? After all, that would make George W. part of the Great Work..."
It's true that this specific canard about the Bush line goes back only a couple of years, and one of the postings is on April 1, and most of the articles seem to be "cut and paste" variations of the original, but the gossip about Pauline Robinson Pierce has been around much longer than that. And if this story is a hoax, then like Mrs. Marvin Pierce, it has great legs, as we are proving! You misjudge us, mido505. We are obviously not satanists . . . but "spiritual detectives."
And should anyone not have compared the visages of Aleister Crowley and Barbara Pierce Bush, take a look at them in one of the Web articles that Mido505 refers to:
http://www.scam.com/showthread.php?t=11758&page=2
And if that person should reasonably and fairly doubt that The Great Beast lives on still at The Ha-Ra Club, Geary Street, in San Francisco, that he has lost none of his sexual powers over THE LADY FROM SHANGHAI, compare this picture of Bartender Carl Kickery and Friend "faustfatale" with the figures above:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/80062593@N00/2233416560/
"The Fountain of Youth" is like the Waters of Babylon. They are nice to look at, but dare not approach too close to them. As Alexander discovered.
Glenn
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It's interesting that Callow plays Crowley in the new film, since at the end of Hello Americans he seems to imply that Welles, after Crowley's death in 1947, was picking up his mantle of "Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law". Welles actually did play a Crowley-like figure in Malpertuis, Uncle Cassavius, and in Jean Ray's original novel, Cassavius is described as one of the original founders of the Bavarian Illuminati, and who was about 200 years old, thanks to a mysterious "Elixir of Youth", probably similar to the one in Fountain of Youth, which also promised 200 years of life.
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Excellent, Alan.
I also understand that Ian Fleming, who knew Aleister Crowley, probably had espionage dealings with him, if one can believe the undercurrents, based several characters in his Bond novels on The Great Beast. One of them was Le Chiffre in Casino Royale, who was played by Orson Welles in the 1967 movie of the same name.
Maybe, it's envy that's dogging Callow.
Glenn
I also understand that Ian Fleming, who knew Aleister Crowley, probably had espionage dealings with him, if one can believe the undercurrents, based several characters in his Bond novels on The Great Beast. One of them was Le Chiffre in Casino Royale, who was played by Orson Welles in the 1967 movie of the same name.
Maybe, it's envy that's dogging Callow.
Glenn
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Tony: I hesitate to suggest that you suffer from what one critic called Our Master's "fatal flaw": A lack of attention to detail.
However, two posts ago, I provided what seemed to me gilt-edged proof that kindly Barman Carl Kickery and the "legendary Ha-Ra Club" do, yes, DO EXIST:
[Quote]: And if that person should reasonably and fairly doubt that The Great Beast lives on still at The Ha-Ra Club, Geary Street, in San Francisco, that he has lost none of his sexual powers over THE LADY FROM SHANGHAI, compare this picture of Bartender Carl Kickery and Friend "faustfatale" with the figures above:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/80062593@N00/2233416560/
[Unquote]
Did you not bother to check out the above URL?
The truly kind Larry French, when I brought up the matter with him last night at a sneak preview of BRIDESHEAD REVISTED, said: "Well, maybe, Tony thinks that it was all photoshopped."
As you say, "not that it makes any difference," but here is some additional evidence. To the left of the above cited page is embedded a slide show of about 100-some photos "faustfatale" has taken of various adventures in promotion of her novel: The Money Shot. You will notice an additional picture of Carl Kickery in the Club, and a number of Ms. faustfatale's acquaintances, including Leah Dashe, co-star with Marsha Hunt in Eddie Muller's new short film, "The Grand Inquisitor." Muller (also pictured), a distinguished authority on Film Noir, often brings people to The Ha-Ra Club.
You could look those people up, too.
Anyway, I wondered out loud to Larry French if you might question the absence of Todd Baesen in these pictures. Larry's face tensed up in as close as he gets to sorrow or rage! "You've got to stop this, Glenn. People don't understand. If Tony begins to pay attention, at this late date, to detail, he may blow all our cover!"
It was a bit like that moment Noah Cross (John Huston) had with Jack Nicholson in CHINATOWN.
"The Fountain of Youth runneth not forever," Larry sighed, his eyes full of agony.
I could see that he was "feeling like a snack."
Tony, let it be, for Larry's sake. Otherwise, I'll hear that you've descended the cellar steps at The Ha-Ra Club. Next, you'll be on the altar at Bohemian Grove, as Dick Cheney raises the sacrificial knife. And then, we'll all be in trouble.
Glenn
However, two posts ago, I provided what seemed to me gilt-edged proof that kindly Barman Carl Kickery and the "legendary Ha-Ra Club" do, yes, DO EXIST:
[Quote]: And if that person should reasonably and fairly doubt that The Great Beast lives on still at The Ha-Ra Club, Geary Street, in San Francisco, that he has lost none of his sexual powers over THE LADY FROM SHANGHAI, compare this picture of Bartender Carl Kickery and Friend "faustfatale" with the figures above:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/80062593@N00/2233416560/
[Unquote]
Did you not bother to check out the above URL?
The truly kind Larry French, when I brought up the matter with him last night at a sneak preview of BRIDESHEAD REVISTED, said: "Well, maybe, Tony thinks that it was all photoshopped."
As you say, "not that it makes any difference," but here is some additional evidence. To the left of the above cited page is embedded a slide show of about 100-some photos "faustfatale" has taken of various adventures in promotion of her novel: The Money Shot. You will notice an additional picture of Carl Kickery in the Club, and a number of Ms. faustfatale's acquaintances, including Leah Dashe, co-star with Marsha Hunt in Eddie Muller's new short film, "The Grand Inquisitor." Muller (also pictured), a distinguished authority on Film Noir, often brings people to The Ha-Ra Club.
You could look those people up, too.
Anyway, I wondered out loud to Larry French if you might question the absence of Todd Baesen in these pictures. Larry's face tensed up in as close as he gets to sorrow or rage! "You've got to stop this, Glenn. People don't understand. If Tony begins to pay attention, at this late date, to detail, he may blow all our cover!"
It was a bit like that moment Noah Cross (John Huston) had with Jack Nicholson in CHINATOWN.
"The Fountain of Youth runneth not forever," Larry sighed, his eyes full of agony.
I could see that he was "feeling like a snack."
Tony, let it be, for Larry's sake. Otherwise, I'll hear that you've descended the cellar steps at The Ha-Ra Club. Next, you'll be on the altar at Bohemian Grove, as Dick Cheney raises the sacrificial knife. And then, we'll all be in trouble.
Glenn
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Sounds like my kind of place: http://www.yelp.com/biz/ha-ra-club-san-francisco
Glenn: are you the guy with the dragon cane, one black glove, and a gash on his head? Or is that Todd?
Glenn: are you the guy with the dragon cane, one black glove, and a gash on his head? Or is that Todd?
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Thank you, mido505, for 110 additional testimonials to the existence of The Ha-Ra Club.
The man with the dragon-headed cane, black glove, and gashed forehead may have been Lord Pestlebottom of the Misrule, but we really never confirm or deny the identity of members at the Club. The Lord of Misrule lives in the cellar with Todd Baesen (for weeks at a time), waiting for Virgins of Kali or Doubters of Little Faith [as Tony appears to have become on this matter].
Lord Pestlebottom, you will remember, is always greeted there because he is a gentleman, as he described it himself:
"Lady Pestlebottom and I came here for one brief round on Saturday night, and were treated to compliments and free shots from the infamous Carl. He delivered on everything I had expected - berating juke-box selections (and rightfully so), insulting patrons, and attempting to procure Lady Pestlebottom's telephone number.
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"Carl told us that we were 'the only people who make sense around here.' Then he poured three shots of tequila and drank with us. Though I'm strictly a whisky man, I know better than to refuse a free drink from Carl."
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But think, mido505, if Tony accosted Barman Carl Kickery, with obnoxious questions, such as, "Why did you squeeze the juice of that strange beetle into my drink?" Or "Are you and The Ha-Ra Club really 'just an elaborate fantasy,' Carl?" What if he tried to float one of his dry academic theories about Our Master Orson Welles to Carl, who really is a well-read expert on Film Noir?
It might go the way it sometimes goes for me, as Thomas B. of San Francisco has described it:
"'Don't talk to me! I f*cking hate you!' said the portly elderly bartender [Carl] to some bloke who, apparently, tried to talk to him. I reckon the bartender didn't like him, otherwise.
"Cool bar, been around since oh 1947 -- it's etched in the concrete in front of the swinging front doors -- and it's class-dive, i.e. the kind of place Sinatra and his Swinging Drunks would hang out at if Las Vegas didn't have such a hold on 'em.
"Cool pool table, too. I honestly had no problem with hanging out here. But then again, when I found myself outside with the bartender, and he was fumbling with his lighter, I lit his cigarette. He looked at me cold hard in the eyes and said, 'Thank you!'
"At least he didn't tell me to stop f*cking looking at him, 'cos he hated me. Then again, had he done that, I'd be tempted to give Ha Ra five stars."
From your Yelp source, mido505, here is The Ha-Ra Club, in the 1940's, when Harry and Ralph were alive:
http://www.yelp.com/biz_photos/9XGTHQ6J ... 6msrfDJ3Qw
Look carefully, and you may see Sam Spade, certainly Miles Archer, Todd Baesen, and Joel Cairo in the crowd at the bar.
And here is its exterior today (except either the "Ha" or the "Ra" is often out now, depending on how damp the weather is):
http://www.yelp.com/biz_photos/9XGTHQ6J ... E9OOPp5ZWw
I don't know what we're going to do, mido505, if Tony won't believe us after all of our substantiation. Tony will just have to meet the terrible glint in Dick Cheney's eye, see the flash of his ceremonial kris, when "Black Rick" and "Fireman Rick" throw his body like a bag of moldy potatoes down those cellar steps.
On the other hand, mido505, I may be the man with the dragon headed cane. The Ha-Ra Club IS your kind of place, and Tony's, as it is for all wellesnetters, so long as you do not misbehave in front of Carl.
It is "The Fountain of Youth." How Welles would have liked to film there.
Glenn
The man with the dragon-headed cane, black glove, and gashed forehead may have been Lord Pestlebottom of the Misrule, but we really never confirm or deny the identity of members at the Club. The Lord of Misrule lives in the cellar with Todd Baesen (for weeks at a time), waiting for Virgins of Kali or Doubters of Little Faith [as Tony appears to have become on this matter].
Lord Pestlebottom, you will remember, is always greeted there because he is a gentleman, as he described it himself:
"Lady Pestlebottom and I came here for one brief round on Saturday night, and were treated to compliments and free shots from the infamous Carl. He delivered on everything I had expected - berating juke-box selections (and rightfully so), insulting patrons, and attempting to procure Lady Pestlebottom's telephone number.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Carl told us that we were 'the only people who make sense around here.' Then he poured three shots of tequila and drank with us. Though I'm strictly a whisky man, I know better than to refuse a free drink from Carl."
---------------
But think, mido505, if Tony accosted Barman Carl Kickery, with obnoxious questions, such as, "Why did you squeeze the juice of that strange beetle into my drink?" Or "Are you and The Ha-Ra Club really 'just an elaborate fantasy,' Carl?" What if he tried to float one of his dry academic theories about Our Master Orson Welles to Carl, who really is a well-read expert on Film Noir?
It might go the way it sometimes goes for me, as Thomas B. of San Francisco has described it:
"'Don't talk to me! I f*cking hate you!' said the portly elderly bartender [Carl] to some bloke who, apparently, tried to talk to him. I reckon the bartender didn't like him, otherwise.
"Cool bar, been around since oh 1947 -- it's etched in the concrete in front of the swinging front doors -- and it's class-dive, i.e. the kind of place Sinatra and his Swinging Drunks would hang out at if Las Vegas didn't have such a hold on 'em.
"Cool pool table, too. I honestly had no problem with hanging out here. But then again, when I found myself outside with the bartender, and he was fumbling with his lighter, I lit his cigarette. He looked at me cold hard in the eyes and said, 'Thank you!'
"At least he didn't tell me to stop f*cking looking at him, 'cos he hated me. Then again, had he done that, I'd be tempted to give Ha Ra five stars."
From your Yelp source, mido505, here is The Ha-Ra Club, in the 1940's, when Harry and Ralph were alive:
http://www.yelp.com/biz_photos/9XGTHQ6J ... 6msrfDJ3Qw
Look carefully, and you may see Sam Spade, certainly Miles Archer, Todd Baesen, and Joel Cairo in the crowd at the bar.
And here is its exterior today (except either the "Ha" or the "Ra" is often out now, depending on how damp the weather is):
http://www.yelp.com/biz_photos/9XGTHQ6J ... E9OOPp5ZWw
I don't know what we're going to do, mido505, if Tony won't believe us after all of our substantiation. Tony will just have to meet the terrible glint in Dick Cheney's eye, see the flash of his ceremonial kris, when "Black Rick" and "Fireman Rick" throw his body like a bag of moldy potatoes down those cellar steps.
On the other hand, mido505, I may be the man with the dragon headed cane. The Ha-Ra Club IS your kind of place, and Tony's, as it is for all wellesnetters, so long as you do not misbehave in front of Carl.
It is "The Fountain of Youth." How Welles would have liked to film there.
Glenn
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It's okay, Tony. I fixed everything. Turns out Carl is also seeking "The Fountain of Youth."
Last night, I took my son, Jason, and his Lady Londera to the Edinburgh Castle, up the street from The Ha-Ra Club, for a benefit reading to bankroll this year's Litquake. Manager Alan Black has just published a memoir of his life, from the Gorbals of Glasow to the soccer fields of Albany, California, entitled, Kick the Balls (Penguin Press). His reading was a highlight of the evening, as was Eddie Muller's rendition of the first chapter of his third novel (still in manuscript), based on a factural incident in which John Huston and the late Evelyn Keyes met his father, who was covering a 1946 boxing match. He dedicated the reading to Miss Keyes, a good friend, who figured prominently in Dark City Dames, his book of interviews with Noir actresses.
These people do exist. Here is his website:
http://www.eddiemuller.com/
Eddie and Carl have collaborated in a literary caper or two, and so, I went down to the Club, hoping we'd all get together.
Didn't happen, but I put in a good word for you with Carl, and he responded, "What the f*ck do I care if he comes here or not? To me, he's probably like a viagra taken with a doze of Exlax. He doesn't know if he's coming or going."
It was then, Tony, I knew that the two of you would get along.
The plane leaves from Toronto at 7 p.m. You can be here well before closing time!
Glenn
Last night, I took my son, Jason, and his Lady Londera to the Edinburgh Castle, up the street from The Ha-Ra Club, for a benefit reading to bankroll this year's Litquake. Manager Alan Black has just published a memoir of his life, from the Gorbals of Glasow to the soccer fields of Albany, California, entitled, Kick the Balls (Penguin Press). His reading was a highlight of the evening, as was Eddie Muller's rendition of the first chapter of his third novel (still in manuscript), based on a factural incident in which John Huston and the late Evelyn Keyes met his father, who was covering a 1946 boxing match. He dedicated the reading to Miss Keyes, a good friend, who figured prominently in Dark City Dames, his book of interviews with Noir actresses.
These people do exist. Here is his website:
http://www.eddiemuller.com/
Eddie and Carl have collaborated in a literary caper or two, and so, I went down to the Club, hoping we'd all get together.
Didn't happen, but I put in a good word for you with Carl, and he responded, "What the f*ck do I care if he comes here or not? To me, he's probably like a viagra taken with a doze of Exlax. He doesn't know if he's coming or going."
It was then, Tony, I knew that the two of you would get along.
The plane leaves from Toronto at 7 p.m. You can be here well before closing time!
Glenn
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