The same spirit that spoke to Gen. George Patton in 1945 had visited Cary Grant and James Stewart the night of the Philadelphia Story premiere. They were standing on the red carpet, and he swooped down and whispered to both at once: “Enjoy it while you can, fellas. I don’t wanna say what’s coming but you can guess. One of you will become an LSD pioneer, another will become a staunch Republican and an Air Force Colonel. Other than that, I’m sorry. I wish it could last forever, but nothing does.”
I’ve been waiting for many, many years for a first-rate Bluray of Howard Hawks’ The Thing to be issued, and now that’s finally going to happen, lo and behold — Warner Archives, 11.20.18.
I’ve decided that it’s better to sleep on top of one of the quilts and then use other quilts (including the patchwork thing that my late sister wove) for warmth. I really don’t like sleeping on sheets — I never have. And if you ignore the sheets it’s easier to make the bed in the morning.
During the filming of Alfred Hitchcock’s Spellbound, Gregory Peck and Ingrid Bergman, both just shy of 30, were “doing” each other. It was one of those “what happens during a shoot stays on the sound stage” affairs.
