Showing posts with label Miss MacMahon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Miss MacMahon. Show all posts

Monday, April 15, 2013

Why Don't You...


...cultivate an enigmatic expression?

After all, it was terribly effective on dear Miss Aline MacMahon here.  And her usually so jolly, too...

Friday, March 13, 2009

Five Gals Five





Oh, that Marie! She'd do anything to steal a scene - even if means going all polychrome.

Seriously, wouldn't it have been fabulous if these ladies had done a picture together? What a festival of dithering, double-takes, withering ripostes, lorgnettes, and lace tea gowns it would have been!

I think it would have required the presence of Eric Blore and Edward Everett Horton as token males, and perhaps an Oily Continental (Eduardo Cianelli? Antonio Moreno?) for some gigolo-joke setups. And Louise Beavers and Hattie McDaniel omnipresent in the background, with Isabel Jewell and Iris Adrian as pert Fast Baggages to be smacked down. And a number or two by the Albertina Rasch Dancers. And...

Oh, well. A boy can dream, can't he?