Category Archives: Matt Weinstock

Spoofing Session Those who attended the Screen Writers Awards dinner are still rolling with some of the punches the authors tossed at each other and life in Hollywood generally. The proceedings started out with a solemn oath to stamp out … Continue reading →

Highly Qualified Man It is rare in this era of conformity to encounter a gesture of defiance but that’s what we have today. It concerns a gentleman of the old school — let’s call him Sabatini — who some months … Continue reading →

Case of the Glass Dogs As always, last week’s phenomenon becomes an ordinary event this week. Remember the piece here about the Irish settler seen gnawing away at the glass window of a parked car in Coronado? Let Lucile McNeil … Continue reading →

Mayor’s a Creek That wasn’t smog around the City Hall the other day, it was a smoke signal denoting Mayor Poulson’s induction into the Creek tribe. Their ceremony was intended to make people aware of the 15,000 Indians in the … Continue reading →

A Nose Is Thumbed The National Book Award for fiction, you may have read, went to a collection of short stories, "The Magic Barrel," by Bernard Malamud, English prof at Oregon State. To short-story addicts this is a triumph indeed. … Continue reading →

Ready for Jet Age? Almost everyone who travels east and back by air these days wants to fly in the jet transports. As a result, reservations are not always easy to get. Furthermore, there are frequent delays due to minor … Continue reading →

In Sharese-Goofs Fellow humans, we’ve had it. The machines apparently have taken over. A librarian at UCLA was baffled by an incoming booklet titled "Proceedings of SHARE," written in a strange mumbo jumbo.  Example: "Ramshaw (UA) revealed that they were … Continue reading →

Just a Low Character About a year ago evidence was disclosed here indicating that Carl Foreman had written the Oscar-winning screenplay for "The Bridge on the River Kwai" although Pierre Boule, who wrote the novel, got the salute.  If I … Continue reading →

The Case of Judge Pfaff This was the week of Superior Court Judge Roger Alton Pfaff’s great disillusionment. On receiving what he considered an unjustified speeding citation (45 in a 25) he said angrily, "In 12 years on the bench … Continue reading →

Lost Chords A PTA meeting at Center Avenue Elementary School in Inglewood opened Tuesday with a salute to the flag, after which the audience remained hushed as a Girl Scout choral group assembled for a song and the accompanist approached … Continue reading →

CONFIDENTIAL FILE Big Money Bonanza Fails to Pay Off LeRoy McFarland of Huntington Park, has a money mine. It’s in his back yard. He just discovered it. It’s a lively one — chock full of coins, thousands of them. From … Continue reading →

New Twist on Smog Along with the rest of us, W. B. France is weary of reading about smog. But he thinks he has a solution. It is based on a science-fiction story he read long ago. In this tale … Continue reading →

Next Stop: the Couch This is to alert psychiatrists to keep their couches dusted off. At a party the other night a man was telling about a recurring dream. In it he would go up to a tobacco counter and … Continue reading →

Fix your toaster, mister? One Saturday morning about four years ago a man came into the Mayflower Hotel on Grand Avenue to repair a toaster. In the ensuing confusion involving the chef, the engineer and the assistant manager, the man … Continue reading →

Not Dead, but Reeling Reports of the death of the movie industry at the hands of television are premature, Jerry Wald, Fox producer, told a Press Club audience. He conceded, however, under the expert needling of Joe Hyams of the … Continue reading →

Closing the Books In the last week two big downtown bookmakers have folded their form charts and quietly stolen away. The gendarmes didn’t knock them over. The longshots at Santa Anita did. To stay in business a bookie has to … Continue reading →

Wages and Ages From out of the desert, where the lizards and the chuckwalla roam, comes a discouraging word from my sagebrush podner, Harry Oliver. The serenity which Harry enjoys at his adobe fort at Thousand Palms; where he publishes … Continue reading →