| Another still from the lost movie “Salome,” starring Theda Bara, has been listed on EBay. You may recall the one posted recently, which sold for $79. Bidding on this item starts at $16.66. |
| Another still from the lost movie “Salome,” starring Theda Bara, has been listed on EBay. You may recall the one posted recently, which sold for $79. Bidding on this item starts at $16.66. |
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June 28, 1960 Jimmie Adams was a ticket seller for the Pacific Electric and MTA for more than 40 years and remembered when the Red Cars went to Mt. Lowe and Mt. Wilson. He died the other day — at the age of 56. DEAR ABBY: Our milkman is a handsome young man about 30 and he's so nice I hate to hurt his feelings. I gave him my back door key to let himself in and put my milk in my refrigerator. My husband says the milkman is supposed to leave the milk outside the door. He is raising quite a fuss about it too. |
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June 28, 1960: An emotional point in the Dodgers' early history in Los Angeles was the 1959 exhibition game against the Yankees to honor Roy Campanella, the star catcher who had been paralyzed in a car accident. The Dodgers and Yankees met again in 1960, this time at Yankee Stadium in a game benefiting United Charities. The Dodgers won, 4-3. The Times' Frank Finch said the teams played in front of "a highly vocal crowd with a heavy Brooklyn accent." Finch had a sidebar knocking down a rumored seven-player trade between the Yankees and Dodgers. According to the rumor, Don Drysdale, Gil Hodges and Duke Snider would go to the Yankees for Tony Kubek, Elston Howard, Ryne Duren and Johnny James. –Keith Thursby |
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June 28, 1940: “Height of swank: The dress Mary Martin's sporting in nitespots; it's trimmed with real gardenias which have to be renewed hourly from a reserve supply in the cafe icebox,” Jimmie Fidler says. |
| Los Angeles Times file photo Update: This is Lawrence Gray in an undated photo.
This week’s mystery guest was chosen by Daily Mirror reader Mike Hawks. |
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OK, here's where I alienate all you nice "His Girl Friday" fans from last week; sorry. This week's movie does not have Cary Grant, but it does have a man being eaten alive by rats!
"Inferno" is the second in Dario Argento's loose trilogy "Three Mothers," following his 1977 masterpiece "Suspiria"; the third, "Mother of Tears," wasn't released until 2007. None of the movies share characters, just a concept: three evil female forces (fates? witches?) lie waiting, each in her own building, in her own city. People who come asking questions feel her wrath, often in gruesome ways! In "Inferno," the Mater Tenebrarum (Mother of Darkness, or Shadows) lurks in a massive New York apartment building. One of the residents starts asking questions, and — uh-oh.
It's barely a plot, just a flimsy structure to hang some of Argento's beautiful horror sequences around. But those sequences are why you're here, and Argento delivers magnificently. My favorite is the first big death scene: a young couple is in a big apartment listening to opera (Verdi's "Va' pensiero…") when the power starts flickering — the lights switch off and on, and eerily, so does the music. The guy heads down to check the fuse box, and if you've ever seen a horror movie, you know how this ends up. Ciao, young couple! But the scene is played so elegantly, it's unforgettable.
As the movie goes on, the deaths get increasingly zany: A countess (Daria Nicolodi, Argento's then-partner) gets attacked by a pack of vicious cats in a sequence that actually reminded me a bit of "Night of the Lepus." (It just takes some careful framing to make it look like cats are biting someone. The camera kept cutting to a cat's claws on the floor.) An antiques dealer (Sacha Pitoeff) falls victim to the rats. A butler's eyes pop out. A concierge catches on fire. There are plenty of stabbings.
As Argento movies go, it's actually pretty tame; there's nothing quite as melodramatic as the stabbing/hanging that opens "Suspiria," or the fabulous bit in "Mother of Tears" in which the museum employee (Nicolodi again, bless her oops, it's Coralina Cataldi-Tassoni; many thanks, M Frost) is strangled with her own entrails; but the deaths are still pretty creative. Argento, as always, walks the line between gonzo and baroque. (Lamberto Bava, son of "Black Sunday" director Mario, was an assistant director. I got to see Lamberto on an Italian-horror panel at Fangoria's Weekend of Horrors last year, and he was cute as a button! But I digress.)
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One of the most influential books ever written about the city is Morrow Mayo’s 1933 “Los Angeles.” It is, in fact, easy to argue that Mayo was the father of an entire school of caustic, iconoclastic writing about L.A., even shaping the views of contemporary authors who are unaware that they are following his well-beaten path. In curious contrast to the continuing prominence of “Los Angeles,” very little is known about the author, born George Morrow Mayo about 1897 (some sources say 1896) in Kentucky. Mayo was an itinerant reporter who arrived in Los Angeles in the mid-1920s after working as a railway clerk and a partner with his father in the Hy Art Master Plays Co. of Washington, D.C. He served as a Navy gunner’s mate during World War I and wrote a widely published poem titled “Sons of the Flag” that was used as the lyrics of a popular song. While in Southern California from about 1925 to about 1931, Mayo worked for the Pasadena Star-News and contributed pieces to The Times. Evidently he was also working on the book, judging by a 1928 essay in a journal titled Plain Talk, “Los Angeles – City of Dreams.” (This should not be confused Harry Carr's 1935 book "Los Angeles — City of Dreams.") It’s worth noting that Mayo evidently went back East by the time “Los Angeles” was published in 1933. A 1931 issue of American Mercury says: “Morrow Mayo was formerly a newspaperman in Atlanta and Los Angeles and a staff editor of the Associated Press in New York. He has contributed to the New Republic, the Nation and Plain Talk.” The New York Times 1933 review of "Los Angeles" says "he probably cannot now return without a regiment of infantry to protect him." Mayo continued to appear in magazines and journals on an irregular basis up to 1952, when he wrote an article on Houston for the New York Times. No obituary appeared in the New York Times, nor in the Los Angeles Times. Note: Expect to pay a good bit of money for "Los Angeles" if you can find a copy. On the jump, Mayo’s 1925 sketch of Pershing Square. [Update, Jan. 27, 2011: A previous version of this post said that The Times did not review Mayo's book. In fact, the paper reviewed the book, but ProQuest's search engine has trouble finding the item. The review appeared March 26, 1933, and will be the subject of an upcoming post.] |
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June 27, 1960: More people are taking vacations in smalltown America to look for a getaway from the rat race, but find that the other rats have already beaten them to it, Matt Weinstock says. CONFIDENTIAL TO "UNDERAGE AND DESPERATE": I can't help you unless you send me your name and address. I offer advice and refer people to the proper agencies; I do not "turn them in," Abby says. |
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June 27, 1940: “Lillian Roth, early talkie screen glamour gal, is combing Hollywood for nitespot billing and a film comeback,” Jimmie Fidler says. |
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June 27, 1980: After more than 1,000 hours of investigation, the district attorney's office closes its inquiry into Det. Donald Wicklund’s charges of misconduct in the Los Angeles Police Department, ending a messy, complicated case involving a TV production company’s loan to a police official and the unauthorized leak of police files for a movie script. Deputy Dist. Atty. Gil Garcetti, who was then the head of the special investigations division, said none of Wicklund’s allegations had been substantiated. The accusations, which gradually emerged after Wicklund’s Sept. 26, 1979, interview on KABC-TV Channel 7, involved a 1976 internal affairs investigation he helped conduct in the unauthorized release of the “Skid Row Slasher” files by Deputy Chief George N. Beck, one of the senior officers in the case. Beck was suspended for 10 days and demoted from assistant chief to deputy chief over the incident, The Times said. Police Chief Daryl Gates, who led the investigation of the release of the “Slasher” files when he was assistant chief, said Beck was guilty of nothing more than using bad judgment. "The investigation revealed that Beck had obtained a $42,500 loan for use in the construction of a new home from an executive of a television production company,” The Times said on Oct. 10, 1979. "Help in arranging the loan, which was repaid shortly after being made, came from Sanford Lang, a television production assistant who often golfed with Beck." "Wicklund has described Lang as the connection between Beck and two men allegedly associated with organized crime figures," The Times said. Lang told The Times: "I don't know anybody in organized crime." The investigation of Wicklund’s corruption charges also cleared two police supervisors in the North Hollywood Division, Police Capt. Norman Judd and Police Capt. Stephen Gates, the brother of Chief Gates. As the case unfolded, Chief Gates sharply criticized the Herald Examiner and KABC-TV for unfair and inaccurate reporting. Chief Gates said of the accusations against Judd: "We knew when it was first brought to the news media's attention that there was absolutely no truth to these allegations … but for some newsmen to pick up on those kinds of accusations have done nothing but punish the reputation of a very fine officer." After the dust had settled, Gates said he never doubted Wicklund’s sincerity but said the detective should have gone to the proper authorities instead of making his accusations on a TV show. Beck later filed a $3-million defamation suit against KABC-TV, although a search of the clips fails to show any resolution of the case. In October 1980, a judge dismissed a class-action libel suit by all uniformed LAPD officers against ABC and Channel 7 Eyewitness News, ruling that case law prohibits a large group from recovering damages for defamation. On the jump, The Times’ stories on the Wicklund case, beginning the day after the TV program aired. |
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June 27, 1910: The Navy submarines Pike and Grampus pay a port call in Los Angeles. The Times says about 1,000 men, women and children visited the Pike and explains the challenges women had in navigating the small space in the sub. Interestingly enough, the C.O. of the Pike is an ensign, James P. Olding.The Grampus was decommissioned in 1921 and sunk as a target in Manila Bay. The Pike was decommissioned in 1921 and used as a target. |
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June 26, 1960: On the jump, the front page of the Mirror (Edited to Merit Your Respect), Paul Coates, Matt Weinstock and Abby. |
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Update: This is Betty Compson and James Cruze at the premiere of "The Great Gabbo" in October 1929. Here’s a mini mystery photo for the weekend. This week’s mystery guest was Lawrence Gray! |
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June 26, 1960: For the Fourth of July, the Beats of Venice plan to protest an ordinance against being on the beach between midnight and 6 a.m. by spending the night on the beach. Except there is no such city ordinance, police say. The beats also plan a Gilbert and Sullivan production, one-act plays by Tennessee Williams and other “hip writers,” poetry readings and an art auction. |
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Vilma Stech, who learned to drive a Peerless in 30 minutes, is one of the "fair chauffeuses" in Los Angeles, The Times says. There are at least 150 women in Los Angeles who have learned to operate automobiles skillfully. On the jump, what the well-dressed woman needs to go hunting. |
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June 25, 1940: “It would be a happier world if all ladies looked as trim in slacks as Paulette Goddard,” Jimmie Fidler says. |
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As I have said before, W.W. Robinson is one of my favorite Los Angeles writers. He may not be the most vibrant author – his prose is plain to the point of being sparse – but he is perhaps the most reliable historian I have encountered. Some of today's popular, widely published Los Angeles writers could take a lesson from his meticulous, airtight accuracy. |