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[Update: This 1989 photo allegedly shows the filming of that masterpiece “Beverly Hills Corpse,” a film I cannot locate. [However the director, David "Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama," DeCoteau, is listed on imdb, so I guess it’s an actual movie rather than — as I initially suspected (the swimming pool, the women in ridiculous wigs, the zilch production values) — a porn film.] Today’s mystery photo isn’t so much about identifying the production but to show what happens to wire photos from the 1970s and ‘80s: They turn this lovely shade of orange. |
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Mystery camera guys…. … mystery sound guy… … mystery talent… [Update: This is David “Leeches!” DeCoteau.] … mystery auteur. |
some Eighties misery. . .?
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Isn’t that blonde from the film, “Night of the Comet”?
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I had to look her up. Her name is Kelli Maroney.
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Curiouser and curiouser. I presume the flicker is some deservedly forgotteen epic. However, the orange tints are interesting. I have numerous wire service photo prints going back to the 1950s and none of them turned orange. I presume the prints in your library are from an old “fax” machine that spit out not a photo print to be dunked into print developer, etc. but a poorer-quality print made by thin paper run against a metal blade. UPI called theirs Photofax and I’m sure the AP hade something similar. My Photofaxes tend to turn blue, not orange.
At one point in my brilliant career, ( around 1960 or thereabouts), I was stationed in a large darkroom in the LA Mirror darkroom and would take in UPI photos using a 4×5 inch film negative so the Mirror editors (bless them all!) did not have to suffer the poorer quality fax copies.
I suspected I was the only union member in the Times-Mirror building at that time.
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Sure looks like a yellow James Cameron lowering the boom.
Wire photos were mechanically miraculous in their day. Something about watching a fast spinning cartridge slow down to reveal a new photograph transmitted from afar that never lost its fascination for me.
Also loved the clatter of typewriters, the bells of teletype machines, and Lee Tracy calling out ‘Copy’. The spittoons I could do without.
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Well the scene looks like it’s at the Swan Swim School, in North Hollywood. Talent? Victoria Jackson and Maxwell Caulfield?
Show? An old sitcom, maybe “Stripmall”?
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I think the “auteur” looks like Jonathan Demme. Maybe “Handle With Care” (aka “Citizen’s Band”)?
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James Cameron and Roger Corman on the set of ROCK AND ROLL HIGH SCHOOL?
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