Friday, December 25, 2009

My sequels to two popular Hitchcock films



The Birds II

Following the malevolent attack on Melanie ('Tippi Hedron), Mitch Brenner (Rod Taylor) resumes his practice in San Francisco. Brenner's mom (Jessica Tandy) enrolls daughter Cathy (Veronica Cartwright) in an all-girls' school for daughters of sexually-repressed mothers. Melanie's rarely seen father (Sir Alfred, again) has the socialite sent to a remote sanitarium for recovery from her ordeal.
After several months of "institutionalization" have passed, Mitch pays Melanie a visit. With the doctor (Leo G. Carroll, a frequent player in Hitchcock films) granting permission, Mitch takes Melanie to the city for a visit.

The couple decides to dine at a Fisherman's Wharf eatery. While sitting patiently in the outside cafe, awaiting their meal, Melanie notices a solitary gull flying ominously in the air. The bird lights on the pier and emits a distinctive cry. Soon, the sky is littered with thousands of gulls, albatrosses, and pelicans, descending malevolently on the unsuspecting diners and other customers of the popular San Francisco landmark.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Brenner has just picked up Cathy from school, when, suddenly, hundreds of pigeons appear in the sky and attack the entire city. Mrs. Brenner and Cathy are trapped in the car but seek refuge in a nearby parking garage. Safe from harm's way, Cathy asks her mother about why Mitch is so much older than she, that the kids in school think that he should be her father, as opposed to her older brother. Thinking that this is the best time to tell the truth, Mrs. Brenner reveals that Mitch is really her younger brother and that Cathy is indeed Mitch's illegitimate daughter from his affair with the now deceased Annie Hayworth (Susan Pleshette).

Back across town, Melanie and Mitch hideout in the kitchen of the restaurant and find the same little old bird lady (Ethel Griffies) that offered her "wisdom" about birds in the original film. This time, however, she's not so sure that the birds don't have an ulterior motive in their attacks. She thinks that this is now a greater initiative, that the birds are tired of us eating them, encroaching on their nesting grounds, making oil spills, polluting the waters, and just being pains in the a****!

Because San Francisco is a major city, it doesn't take long before the military is called in, and it becomes a major offensive to take out these avian attackers. The commanding general (Charles McGraw, the fisherman in the original) uses all his military wiles to combat the adversaries, but to no avail. The birds are too many and have planned their attacks well.

Soon, San Francisco is theirs and becomes The City of the Birds, setting the stage for Beneath the City of the Birds, Escape from The City of the Birds, Conquest of the City of the Birds, and Battle for the City of the Birds.



Vertigo: The Sequel

After Judy (Kim Novak) meets her untimely death from the monastery chapel tower, Scotty (James Stewart) must face another hearing, inasmuch as he was present for a second fall resulting in a woman's death. Because of the testimony of the nun that witnessed the accident, Scotty is exonerated, only to be berated by the presiding judge (Henry Jones) for being "an unlucky charm, a bad omen, for any woman that happens to be in his presence."

Scotty becomes more reclusive, blaming himself again for "Madeleine's" death. Midge (Barbara bel Geddes) who has long held a torch for the detective, is determined to make things right. Now completely aware of Gavin Elster's (Tom Helmore) plan to do away with his wife, Midge crafts a plan to bring the shipping magnate to justice.
Midge has become financially successful, as a result of her invention of Playtex's "cross-your-heart" bra, and uses her wealth to her advantage. She gets a full makeover (boobs, rear, and hair) and becomes the spitting image of Judy/Madeleine.

She also gets voice lessons from an English tutor (Sir Alfred, in his trademark "cameo") and is able to mimic the deceased's voice perfectly.
With the aid of a hotel manager (Ellen Corby), she learns all that she can about "Madelaine". Midge also travels to Kansas where she learns all she can about "Judy".

Midge goes to every public appearance of Elster. She's present when Elster christens a new ship; she is seen in the opera box adjacent to his; she frequents his favorite restaurant, making sure that she is seen in full view by the murderous spouse.

Finally, Ulster "cracks" and decides to finally put an end to his never-dying wife. He follows Midge and boards the streetcar that she's on as she's heading home. Waiting for all the other passengers to depart, he confronts her, after having knocked out the driver. It is Ulter's intent to take Midge back to the terminal and terminate her. Through some twist of fate, the cable breaks, and through a harrowing ride down a steep hill, the two are engaged in a life-and-death struggle.

The streetcar careens down a hill, ultimately crashing into the side of a building, throwing Ulster onto the ground, immediately breaking his neck. Midge suffers only a few cuts and bruises.

She goes back to the sanitarium where Scotty has been for the past few months. When he sees his beloved "Madeleine," he is overjoyed, and as the strains of Bernard Herrmann's love theme play in the background, the pair embraces as the end credits roll.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Recent DVD compilations that I bought






Yeah, I'm a sci-fi/horror geek, though I don't go for the gorier offerings of the latter. I recently made the following purchases and my DVD player will get a workout during the holidays: the complete Buck Rogers in the 25th Century, Smallville - The Complete 8th Season, Supernatural Season 4, along with Quantum of Solace and The Road to Perdition. Got them all on special Amazon and Wal-Mart sales; thus, I'm not out of pocket by much.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Patrick Swayze dies at 57





2009 may go down as the year when more notables in realm of celebrity passed. Just this summer, the world has seen the deaths of Michael Jackson, Farrah Fawcett, Walter Cronkite, Gale Storm, and so many, many more.
Now, we must add Patrick Swayze, an actor of immense popularity and versatility. Though most are most familiar with his roles in such huge moneymakers as Ghost and Dirty Dancing, I think the actor was most effective and showed his range in To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything, Julie Newmar.
He deserved an Oscar nod for that one. He was much better than Dustin Hoffman in a similar role.

Monday, August 3, 2009


An “opus” to our own supreme band director

“It was twenty years ago today,
Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play
They've been going in and out of style
But they're guaranteed to raise a smile.”
- Lennon/McCartney

Well, it was actually forty-five years ago when Paul, John, George, and Ringo made it America and the pop music scene was changed forever.

However, a little over a year after the Beatles made their triumphant assault on our country, a young first-year teacher from Tennessee came to Camilla as the band director for Camilla Consolidated School (CCS). Though his stay was short, only four years, he left a lasting impression on those that he taught and forever changed the musical landscape of the town.

Alvin E. Fulton began his tenure in 1965, taking over the reigns as band director from the previous director, Mr. Sims. I was in the seventh grade, having spent the previous year in the junior band, “perfecting” my skills on the trombone.

Mr. Fulton came in with all the youthful enthusiasm of a beginning teacher, building on what Mr. Sims had started and creating his own unique style into his program, turning us into a unit that soon became the envy of much larger schools in the area.

Mr. Fulton ran us like a drill sergeant, expecting all, male and female, to eat, drink, and sleep band. Save for a terminal illness, you had better not miss band practice.
Only “divine intervention” could keep any band member from a scheduled rehearsal!

But, all the hard work paid off. During football season, the halftime crowd - who traditionally vacated the bleachers for the concession stands or restroom relief - remained seated, anxious to see what kind of show that Mr. Fulton had arranged for us to perform.

And, boy did we work wonders!!!

We played all the tunes of the day, from R & B classics like “The Horse” to Motown favorites to standard marches. We created a sound that transcended the usual high school fare.

Some of the most memorable highlights of the four years under Mr. Fulton were shows patterned after college bands. In one, we performed in the dark, illuminated solely but flashlights attached to our shoes!

Another triumph involved the popular “Theme from Goldfinger.” As we played, our put-Beyonce-to-shame head majorette performed as “The Goldfinger girl,” appropriately dressed in sequins.

Not only were we known for our skills as a marching/performing unit, we excelled in the classical arena as well. In area competitions, we often came back with superior awards and recognition for playing some much more advanced than the average high school played.

Like I implied before, Mr. Fulton settled for nothing but the best.

He also was responsible for us going out of state to both Knoxville where we performed at his alma mater, Knoxville College and Miami. Both performances were well-received and we solidified our reputation for showmanship.

Mr. Fulton also got together a small jazz combo, comprised of some friends and fellow bandmembers who did “gigs” throughout the region.

All good things, as they say, do come to an end; thus, Mr. Fulton left us in 1969 to pursue his educational career elsewhere.

However, the metronome does go in two directions and Mr. Fulton and his wife Nadine, along with their daughter Sterling and son-in-law Carlton, recently returned for a gala in his honor, organized by those of us that fondly remembered those years and wanted to say “thank you” to the man that meant so much to us.

For three days, from July 10-12, over sixty of us former band members, from near and far, returned to walk the halls of CCS (now Walker-Inman Elementary) in order to reflect on those cherished days of four decades ago and pay tribute to the man who was “instrumental” in our lives as musicians and human beings.

Starting with a fish fry, held at the Plant Mitchell clubhouse, and culminating with a memorial gathering at the Sunday morning worship service at Open Door Church of Praise, we of the CCS band enjoyed a weekend of reminiscing as well as basking in the glow that all of us, for the most part, had weathered the passage of time.

In simple language, we all looked good and The Fultons, now past the age of retirement but still working, hadn’t aged at all.

Instead of looking like our former teachers, they look as though they were our classmates!

During the Saturday afternoon banquet, Mr. Fulton, ever the educator, challenged us to remember the past but always be mindful of the future, continuing to put our best foot forward in anything that we did.

He directed us to keep on “marching,” something that he had instilled in us so long ago.

For that, we will forever be indebted to him, as well as to the school called CCS that brought him into our lives.

Mr. Fulton, we take our “pirate” hat off to you!

Saturday, July 25, 2009

40-year band reunion



Do these folks - yours truly included - look like they are pushing sixty and over... and the two seated dead center in the front are on the other side of 65???

Ain't they good lookin'???

Oh, there are two "kids" in their early forties but I dare you to find 'em. :>)

The article that will be published in my newspaper will be forthcoming.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

OK, I caved in.


Though I have several CD's of MJ, I don't have all of the videos for which he is remembered; so, I couldn't pass up this bargain at Wal-Mart.

Reflecting on the MJ memorial






Now that the Michael Jackson Memorial at Los Angeles's Staples Center is one for the history books, I'm just thinking about what I considering, in order, the highlights for me from the Tuesday morning event.

First, Al Sharpton's impassed eulogy was a stroke of oratorical genius. Though I tend to disagree with the reverend on occasion, I think his choice of words and delivery were on the mark and mindful of the family. You go, Al.

Secondly, Brooke Shields sounded like a true friend, not one that was there to bask in the moment of her celebrity. She was genuine, she was respectful, and she was herself. Her words segued perfectly into...

Number three, Jermaine Jackson's vocal tribute of "Smile," one of Michael's favorite songs, a tune that the late singer himself had recorded for the album "Dangerous." How the Jermaine got through the song without breaking down was amazing.

Speaking of "breaking down," my fourth magical moment was Usher singing the MJ-penned "Gone Too Soon." No other song was as appropriate and the young singer sang it from his heart, becoming emotional at the very end.


As I said before, the memorial was one for the ages and will last in the conscious of yours truly for some time.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

A farewell to Michael Jackson from a fan


Within a little under a two-week period the world of entertainment, politics, and sport has lost several luminaries: announcer and Carson sidekick Ed McMahon, actress Farrah Fawcett, actor Harve Presnell, comic actress Gale Storm, Academy Award-winner Karl Malden, product spokesperson Billy Mays, and former U.S. Secretary of Defense Robert McNamara.

However, the bulk of the media coverage has been centered on the reported “King of Pop,” Michael Jackson.

Since Jackson’s sudden death at age 50 on June 25, the major – as well as minor – media has had non-stop coverage of everything from the singer’s childhood to his stratospheric rise to the heights of musical stardom to his personality “quirks” that were the fodder of the tabloids. And there seems to no immediate end to the “Jackson-mania” as fans and collectors are scooping up anything with his name on it or associated with the late entertainer.

As one who is just five years older than MJ, I grew up with his music and bought my share of 45’s recorded by him and his brothers as The Jackson Five as well as the singles and albums that he made as a solo artist. “ABC,” “The Love You Save,” “Ben,” and “I’ll Be There” were the songs that I danced and listened to while in junior high and high school.

I “graduated” with Michael as he, like all in his generation, matured, got older, and branched off on his own, declaring his own musical independence by releasing, as well as making history, with the albums “Off the Wall,” “Bad,” Dangerous,” and the monumentally successful “Thriller.”

Of course, I, too, followed the eccentricities that included Bubbles the chimp, Neverland, the “sleepovers,” the changes in his physical appearance, the “marriage” to Lisa Marie Presley, the dangling of “Blanket” over the balcony, and his friendship with Elizabeth Taylor who was twenty-seven years his senior.

Yes, I was there watching the tube when the trial on sexual molestation charges leveled against Jackson was the lead-in story on the likes of Inside Edition and Entertainment Tonight.

But, the singer’s “faults,” depending on how one looks at them, should not take precedence over his accomplishments. No other entertainer in recent memory has had such an impact on popular culture as has the Gary, Indiana native, not Frank, not Marilyn, not the Beatles, not Madonna, and not even Elvis.

I am sure that in some of the more remote parts of the world there are some individuals of whom MJ is as alien as a visitor from Mars but these are few and far between. I am basing that assertion on the global reaction to his passing,

“The King of Pop” is no more and his likeness won’t be seen for any time soon.

Well, his likeness will be eligible for a commemorative postage stamp in 2019.

Hey, I waited for the Lucille Ball stamp when it came out in ’99, a decade after she went to that big television studio in the sky.

If I may borrow from one of Michael’s hits, “I’ll Be There,” standing in line to get the MJ stamp when the postal service issues it.

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Fireworks in the City


This evening I went to the local fireworks show in my small town. The less-than-thirty-minute program brought out most of the citizens in the city and from my observations, most in attendance were satisfied with the city's efforts.

In a small town like ours, any gathering as we had is worthwhile.

My hats go off to the organizers of the Fourth of July celebration.


God Bless America!

Friday, July 3, 2009

Twittering

I became a "twitter" today...hope that I said it correctly. Based on the recommendations of three computer-savvy lasses, I joined the international phenomenon.
I'll see how it shapes up.

Friday, June 26, 2009

Long live the memory of Michael Jackson

Today is June 26, the day after Michael Jackson passed on. Many thoughts are entering my head about the loss of this great entertainer, his impact on the world, and what is perceived as a turbulent personal life.

A more extensive commentary will be forthcoming; but I just had to "red-letter" this date.

"Don't stop 'Til You Get Enough"

Monday, January 19, 2009

Need I say more?

Happy MLK Day....one day away from the Inauguration of Barack Obama

Friday, January 16, 2009

Larry Hagman: A Texan for All Seasons




I wrote this for the now-defunct Themestream website right after George W. Bush became President for his first time. 'Always liked it.






With the ascension of George W. Bush to the rank of "leader of the Free World," it would seem that all things Texan are becoming in vogue. Well, I don't know if that is a long-lasting trend, but I want to pay tribute to one of the Lone Star State's premier sons and one of Hollywood's underrated and beloved talents: Larry Hagman, the once and always JR Ewing of "Dallas."




It is hard to believe that over twenty years ago, in 1978, the actor formerly known as Tony Nelson of "I Dream of Jeannie" would transform himself from that bumbling astronaut to the icon of corporate greed, Mr. Ewing. Never before had such a deliciously evil character graced the small screen.




Each week, Hagman's J.R. would delve into his malicious bag of tricks and wreck havoc on all who entered into his circle. He made life hell for his siblings Bobby (Patrick Duffy), Gary (Ted Shackleford), and "black sheep" Ray (Steve Kanaly). He was a thorn in the side of their respective spouses, and forced his own better half, Sue Ellen (marvelously played by Linda Gray) into an asylum for her repeated bouts with alcoholism. Hey, if you were married to such a disreputable shark, you'd be a lush, too.




Even JR's mother, Miss Ellie (Barbara Bel Geddes) was fodder for his machinations. He didn't care much for her second husband (film and stage star Howard Keel) after the death of his beloved "daddy" Jock (the late Jim Davis). Competing with father-in-law for the affections of mother as well as control of the family, Ewing did as much as he could to foil the relationship.




As a major player in the Texas oil market, JR accumulated many enemies, chief among them Cliff Barnes (Ken Kercheval), brother to Pam (Victoria Principal), Bobby's much beset-upon wife. Their continuing rivalry lasted the entire 13-year-run of the series with Barnes constantly being upstaged by the deliciously crafty JR.




With the exception of his mother, sister-in-law Pam, and nymphomaniac niece Lucy (Charlene Tilton), there seemed to be no woman that JR would not bed. The bedroom became Ewing's company "subsidiary" where deals were "consummated," for want of a better word. It is no wonder that he was loathed by most of Dallas's male population.




I realize that the character's actions and lines were the creation of a fine and gifted group of writers. However, Hagman brought all of this to life with his vivid portrayal. So popular was the character during the show's heyday, the "Who Shot JR?" still remains a Neilson ratings powerhouse.




It is beyond me why he never received an Emmy for his outstanding work. Even a decade after the last first-run episode was shot, Hagman's JR is still etched in the memory of American consciousness.William Forsythe's "Blake Carrington," "Joan Collins's "Alexis Carrington-Colby," or even William Devane's "Greg Summer" could not hold a candle to Hagman in the acting department.




Not bad for a guy whose real mother, Mary Martin, is lovingly remembered donned in tights as Peter Pan!




Texans can, at least, be proud of this native son.




Hyman and Austin - Singers Supreme











Beyonce', Justin, Britney, Usher, Chris, Kelly...just a few of those that have topped, and are topping the respective music industry charts. Their continued sales success indicate their popularity with their key demographic: the young. However, most of them are successful as a result of some gifted marketing and their physical appearance, which is perfect for the video-dependent music business.

Measured solely on their vocal prowess alone, I don't think they, for the most part, can't hold a candle to some older, more experienced, and, I've got to saw, MORE TALENTED individuals, some that, unfortunately have passed, never getting the recognition that they deserved.

To the list of underrated "dearly departed," I want to praise Phyllis Hyman, a singer equipped with one of the sultriest of voices that, sadly committed suicide in 1995. Hyman had some chart success with the disco-esque "You Know How to Love Me" but was more suited for ballads and other torchy-like songs. She won much praise for her role on Broadway in Sophisticated Ladies.
Though her albums were never at the top of the charts, she did develop a devoted fan base, of which I am a member.

Now, of those that are still alive and kicking, there are several that continue to record and release albums, with little fanfare to the public in general, but cause elation with their band of fans.

Patti Austin, who has been singing since the age of four, is another vocalist of note that should be a household name. The goddaughter of music maestro Quincy Jones, Austin sang on several of the composer's familiar recordings ("Razzmatazz," "Ai No Corrida," "Stuff Like That") and has had several albums of her own yield hit tunes ("Baby, Come to Me," a duet with James Ingram from Every Home Should Have One and "The Heat of Heat" from Gettin' Away with Murder).

She has done duets with the likes of Michael Jackson, Luther Vandross, and George Benson.

One of her earliest careers was as a singer of commercial jingles, with which she carved out quite a niche for herself.

The singer won critical praise for For Ella, a collection of songs in honor of the late Fitzgerald. She followed that album with the Grammy-winning Avant Gershwin, a tribute to George. On the cover of the latter, she showed off her new body as a result of gastric bypass surgery. The singer has struggled with topsy-turvy weight gain/loss for much of her life.

Regardless of her size, however, Austin is still one of the best and most respected in the business.

My fondness for them both is, no doubt, represented by the number of respective albums in my collection by both: Hyman - six and Austin - eight.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Remembering three actors







Within the past two weeks, both the television and film arena have lost three notable actors: Majel Barrett Roddenberry, Ricardo Montalban, and Patrick McGoohan.

Roddenberry, the widow of Star Trek creator Gene Roddenberry, has her own place in Star Trek lore. She was "Number One" in the original pilot "The Cage," went on to play "Nurse Chapel" in the subsequent series, and found her own place as "Lwaxana Troi," the mother of Deanna, in Star Trek: The Next Generation. She also had an off-screen job as the voice of the computer on all the series, along with the upcoming 2009 feature film.

She shone in each part and will forever be remembered by fans of the series.

Ricardo Montalban, who had a long career on both the small and big screen, has a Trek connection, having played the character of "Khan" in both the original series and the second Trek film, appropriately titled Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan. Another generation discovered his comic side as he played against type in the first Naked Gun film.

Of course, millions of TV fans will remember him as the enigmatic "Mr. Rourke" on Fantasy Island. Others will also think fondly of him as the spokesperson for the now-defunct Chrysler Cordoba, touting the car's "rich, Corinthian leather" in the 70s ads.

Montalban did not let illness keep him from his chosen profession. While wheelchair bound and into his 80's, the actor played the grandfather in two Spy Kids films.

Patrick had a long and distinguished career, starring in several memorable
Disney productions (The Three Lives of Thomasina and The Scarecrow of Romney Marsh), and other Hollywood films ("Braveheart" and "Ice Station Zebra," to cite just two).

He will probably be most remembered for his role as the unnamed "Number 6" in the classic TV show, The Prisoner, uttering the memorable, "I am not a number. I am a free man!"

McGoohan was good friends with Peter Falk and guest-starred (or directed) five times on the latter's Columbo, winning two Emmys in the process.

Though they are no longer among the living, they will continue to exist on the celluloid that holds their acting "spirit."

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Why I like "Supernatural"

For the past 3 1/2 years, I have been a major follower of the exploits of Sam and Dean Winchester, two brothers that are involved in a quest to eliminate the country of demons, werewolves, malevolent ghosts, and an assortment of things that "go bump in the night" on the CW television show Supernatural. The pair have been "hunters" since the death of their mother at the hands of the "yellow-eyed" man. Spurned into action by their father, Dean and Sam do battle weekly as they prepare for, what appears to be, Armageddon with the forces of good against the forces of evil.

The show, a combination of Route 66, Friday the 13th - The Series, and The X-Files, stars Jensen Ackles as older brother "Dean" and Jared Padalecki as "Sam."

One might say that the third member of the cast is Dean's black and powerful 1967 Impala that carries the duo from place to place.

Other actors with recurring parts include Jim Beaver as hunter-of-all-trades "Bobby," Katie Cassidy and Genevieve Cortese, each having had turns as good demon "Ruby," Jeffrey Dean Morgan as the boys' father, "John," Misha Collins as the "Castiel" the angel, and Fredric Lehne as "the yellow-eyed demon."

Now in its fourth season, the show has developed a large cult following of which I am a member...but what is it about this show that so enthralls me and so many others?

First off, the premise is most engaging, as the brothers go from one state to the other in their never-ending search to rid the country of hell's minions. They encounter the stuff of legend and lore, both traditional and urban, armed with their wits and an arsenal of weaponry, designed to maximum destruction. The writers deftly craft scripts that occasionally mix the horrific elements with commentary on family dysfunction - the brothers are sometimes at odds with each other - and, at times, they throw in references to pop culture. For example, at the conclusion of a second season episode, featuring guest star Linda Blair, Dean asks his brother if she reminds him of someone. His last statement involves having the desire to eat "pea soup," a not-so-subtle reference to Blair's appearance in the classic The Exorcist.

Another feather in the show's cap is the casting and the fine performances by Padalecki and Ackles. Both young men play well off each, making one believe that they could actually be brothers. The writers have developed each character into a unique individual, with Dean being the hot-headed, sarcastic one and Sam as a little more level-headed and compassionate.

Supernatural is also one of the few network or cable shows that promotes the existence of God. The fact that an angel is a recurring character, Sam's revelation that he prays daily, and the coming battle are just three story elements that distinguish the drama from most television fare.

Because it is filmed in and around Vancouver, there are times when the Canadian location doesn't quite come across as mid-America or New England, destinations that the brothers find themselves headed toward. However, for some reason, the Canadian countryside and cloudy skies sometimes add to the menace and terror of the stories.

The final plus for the show is its score, sometimes combining familiar rock tunes with traditional incidental scoring from the likes of Jay Gruska and Christopher Lennertz. Even on occasion, Ackles gets to sing, with somewhat "spooky" results.

I'm not sure that the show would be a hit on ABC, NBC, or CBS, because of its rather avant-garde, off-the-wall, and scary situations...being not quite as "conservative" as the usual fare on those networks.

The pairing on Thursday night with Smallville, another genre favorite, gives me, and others, two hours of fine viewing, something that I don't have any other night of the week.

Now, if the producers could just find a role for a fifty-something-year-old, 6'6" tall, black man, I'd be in demonic heaven.