Tuesday, February 28, 2023
Sunday, February 26, 2023
That's what the ghost of Bertrand Russell called it when he looked at Midnight staring at himself in the mirror.
Ghost pipe smoke doesn't smell by the way, though Midnight still sneezes at it.
Anyway, he explained that "unselfing" was "some instinctive wakefulness to an aspect of the world other than myself: a helping hand extended to someone else’s struggle."
He ruffled my hair (what little is left of it) with his ghost fingers ... it ticked.
"The world is vast and our own powers are limited.
If all our happiness is bound up entirely in our personal circumstances it is difficult not to demand of life more than it has to give.
And to demand too much is the surest way of getting even less than is possible."
Midnight coughed up a fur-ball at his feet.
He smiled thinly, "He obviously spends too much time with the ghost of Mark Twain."
He sighed, "They would both profit if they learned that the secret of happiness is this:
let your interests be as wide as possible, and let your reactions to the things and persons that interest you be as far as possible friendly rather than hostile."
Tuesday, February 14, 2023
The fact that Hattie McDaniel would be unable to attend the premiere in racially segregated Atlanta outraged Clark Gable so much
that he threatened to boycott the premiere unless she could attend. He later relented when she convinced him to go.
The Los Angeles Sentinel called for a boycott of “every other Selznick picture, present and future.”
Under that pressure, Selznick agreed to the N.A.A.C.P.’s suggestion of hiring a technical adviser “to watch the entire treatment of the Negroes.”
In fact, he hired two — both of them white.
Hattie McDaniel became the first black person to be nominated for - and win - an Academy Award.
Hattie McDaniel was criticized by some African-Americans for playing in a supposedly racist film.
She responded that she would "rather make seven hundred dollars a week playing a maid than seven dollars being one".
Vivien Leigh later said that she hated kissing Clark Gable because of his bad breath, rumored to be caused by his false teeth, a result of excessive smoking.
According to Frank Buckingham, a technician who observed the film being made, Gable would sometimes eat garlic before his kissing scenes with Vivien Leigh!
Vivien Leigh worked for 125 days and received about $25,000. Clark Gable worked for 71 days and received over $120,000.
Because of those ”garlic” kissing scenes alone she should have been paid $100,000!
Max Steiner was given only three months to compose the music, considering that 1939 was the busiest year of his career!
In that year he wrote the music for 12 films.
In order to meet deadline, Steiner sometimes worked for 20 hours straight and took Benzedrine pills to stay awake.
(Selznick insisted that the director and actors of his THIRD MAN do the same to make the film’s hectic schedule.)
With almost three hours of music, "Gone with the Wind" had the longest film score ever composed up to that time.
The character of Ashley Wilkes was based on Margaret Mitchell's cousin by marriage John "Doc" Holliday.
Melanie was based on Mitchell's third cousin, and Doc's first cousin and close friend, Mattie "Sister Melanie" Holliday.
Doc moved West and became the gambler and gunfighter of "Gunfight at the OK Corral" fame.
Mattie joined a convent and became a nun, but maintained a correspondence with Doc, who died of tuberculosis in 1887, 13 years before Margaret Mitchell was born.
AND HERE YOU THOUGHT YOU KNEW ALL ABOUT GONE WITH THE WIND!
(Amazing the things I’ve learned while doing research for my DARK HOLLYWOOD series.)
The bronze mists of the haunted jazz club,
curled and creamed like
trying to form itself
on the fevered edge of consciousness.
"I fold," sighed the ghost of Ray Bradbury, laying his cards gently upon the rune-etched table.
"You folded your cards a long time ago," drily smiled the ghost of William Faulkner,
"as our friend, Roland, almost did last November."
"What month is it, anyway?" asked Ray Bradbury.
"Here, I find myself standing outside the window of the storefront of humanity, still observing as a writer but unable to reach out and touch with fingers of new prose"
He shook his head.
"Because of the darkness in this world , the young man or woman writing today has forgotten the problems of the human heart in conflict with itself which alone can make good writing
because only that is worth writing about, worth the agony and the sweat of wresting something from nothing.
You must learn them again. You must teach yourself that the basest of all things is to be afraid.
forget it forever,
love and honor and pity and pride and compassion and sacrifice.
He turned, "What do you think, Ray?"
The last breath of winter sighed down my spine, for Mr. Bradbury looked as young as a high school senior.
"What is Love?
Perhaps we may find that love is the ability of someone to give us back to ourselves when we thought ourselves truly lost forever.
Maybe love is someone seeing and remembering, handing us back to ourselves just a trifle better than we had dared to hope or dream we could ever be again.”
He turned to me. "What do you think, Roland."
"I think, sir, that it is, indeed, a dark world. But if we find love, we don't have to walk it alone. Because even if we lose the source of that warmth, its memory will light the way before us."
William Faulkner said, "You trouble me, Roland. You surely do."
"Me, too, sir. Me, too."
So, my friends, what do you think about love?