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Robert’s mother looks on proudly from the sidelines.
That’s Iron Man (and Iron Man 2) director Jon Favreau
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Phase one is complete, as Robert’s messy hands prove. |

The Grauman’s people coach Robert as he carefully writes his name—
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The final stage: standing for several minutes in wet cement! |
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Robert and his wife Susan pose for pictures. |
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There is an extended Disney family that includes veteran animators and artists, Imagineers, contemporary filmmakers, fans, and enthusiasts. Many of them were on hand for the gala opening of the Walt Disney Family Museum on September 29, and I snapped as many as I could. (Photography is not allowed inside the Museum galleries.)
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Diane Disney Miller shares a moment with Disney songwriter Richard M. Sherman; Imagineer Tony Baxter can be seen in the background. When Richard and his brother Robert wrote their autobiography they purposefully named it Walt’s Time. Their publisher, the late Bruce Gordon, had an enormous influence on this museum, bringing his skills as an Imagineer to the conceptualization of exhibit space—and it shows.
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Two generations of Iwerks: Don and his daughter Leslie, an Oscar-nominated filmmaker. Don Iwerks grew up in and around the Disney studio, working with his famous father Ub, who was Walt’s first partner in Kansas City. Don donated the studio’s one-time optical printing machine to the Museum, and Dick Van Dyke agreed to participate in a demonstration film to explain how it worked.
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Pixar guru John Lasseter and his wife Nancy talk with Walter Elias Disney Miller, Diane and Ron’s son who serves as President of the Walt Disney Family Foundation. The Foundation sponsored the current theatrical release Walt & El Grupo and has other film and book projects in the works. John Lasseter, who trained at Cal Arts and participated in the Disney studio’s animation training program the beginning of his career, serves on the Museum’s advisory board.
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Floyd Norman spent many years on the animation staff at Disney, and has vivid memories of working on Sleeping Beauty when he was just starting out. In recent years he has done storyboard work on such films as Mulan, Toy Story 2, The Tigger Movie, and Monsters Inc.
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Mouseketeers Bobby Burgess and Sharon Baird examine some of the goodies in the Museum’s gift shop. They were happy to see themselves represented on-screen as part of the Museum’s television display. With them that night was Beverly Washburn, another former child performer who costarred in Old Yeller.
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Ron Miller poses with his son Walter. Ron married Diane Disney and
wound up working for his father-in-law, directing some of his introductory sequences for the weekly Disney television show and eventually running
the entire studio. Walter has devoted himself in recent years to supervising
the many activities of the Walt Disney Family Foundation.
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For the fifteenth in a series of Hollywood Legend stamps, the U.S. Postal Service chose to honor Gary Cooper, and I was privileged to host the first day of issue ceremony held, appropriately enough, at the Autry National Center in Los Angeles. Cooper didn’t just make Westerns, of course, but I reckon if you asked most people to instantly name one Gary Cooper movie the answer you’d get most often would be High Noon. The actor’s charming daughter, Maria Cooper Janis, was the morning’s guest of honor. She has kept her father’s memory alive in many ways; she compiled a lovely picture-and-text book, Gary Cooper Off-Camera: A Daughter Remembers, in 1999, and narrated a warm profile of him that airs periodically on Turner Classic Movies. She is currently working on a feature-length documentary about Cooper’s longtime friendship with Ernest Hemingway, which will be scored by her husband, noted concert pianist Byron Janis. Here, Maria poses against a blowup of the stamp, based on Kazuhiko Sano’s beautiful painting of the actor.
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In the green room before the event, Catherine Kramer and her mother Karen (daughter and wife of High Noon’s producer Stanley Kramer) chat with
Maria Cooper Janis’ friend, Nancy Sinatra, another notable “second-generation” Hollywood figure.
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John Gray, Executive Director of the Autry National Center, poses
in the green room with veteran Paramount producer and ambassador-at-large,
A.C. Lyles. A.C. regaled the crowd with a story of how he called on
Gary Cooper to sign a note encouraging Adolph Zukor to hire him
when he was ten years old.
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After the ceremony, actor Tab Hunter (who worked with Cooper in They Came to Cordura in 1959) greets Maria Cooper Janis. Many other friends and colleagues joined stamp collectors in the audience at the public ceremony. I just hope I have time to use these 44-cent stamps before postage rates go up again! |
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 Even a rank amateur like me can take good pictures in Telluride. The setting is beautiful and famous people are relaxed and don’t mind being photographed. On Friday morning of Labor Day Weekend there is a brunch for festival patrons and special guests which I’m privileged to attend; that’s when I start snapping away, and you never know whom you’ll capture in the same frame. This first photo has special significance because when Laura Linney first came to Telluride with Kinsey in 2004 she fell in love with longtime festival staffer Marc Schauer—and earlier this year they were married. Linney travels the globe for her work, but has become a welcome fixture at the Festival, and Schauer continues to help shuttle guests in and out of the Rocky Mountain town with unfailing good cheer. |

Restaurateur and fresh-food guru Alice Waters (owner of Berkeley’s Chez Panisse) is a longtime Telluride attendee, as is documentary filmmaker Ken Burns.
Waters inspired the festival staff to make this year’s brunch as fresh and organic
as possible... and true to a promise made last year, the event “went green.”
No water was sold this year; instead, each festivalgoer was given a refillable
plastic bottle and coolers placed around town, and every theater offered
free filtered mountain spring water.
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On Saturday, just before noon, the festival takes a “class photo” of all invited guests outside the historic Sheridan Opera House. No one hurries off, so it’s a great opportunity to chat—and take candid photos, like this one of festival director Tom Luddy with director Taylor Hackford and his wife, Helen Mirren.
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Or this one, of Ken Burns (right) chatting with two of the stars of Todd Solondz’s Life During Wartime, Michael Lerner and Rich Pecci. Like most other people who
come to the Festival for the first time, they got caught up in the excitement
of the programs and attended many programs, aside from answering questions
after screenings of the Solondz picture.
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It turns out that Danish director Lone Scherfig is a camera buff, and I asked her to show off her two current favorites. One is vintage and the other is digital. Scherfig’s comedy Wilbur Wants to Kill Himself first endeared her to me, and I’m sure her newest, An Education, will have the same effect on an even larger audience. |

Jason Reitman first presented Juno as an unannounced sneak preview at Telluride two years ago and saw it go on to great success. He’s hoping lightning will strike twice with Up in the Air, which he told me is his most personal film to date. |

On Labor Day, the festival takes over the town park for a gigantic picnic. Hanging on the fence at the entryway are posters from previous year’s events, including this one drawn by Chuck Jones for the 1987 Festival, which my wife and I attended. Chuck and his wife Marian were loyal supporters of the Telluride Film Festival, which is why one of the theaters created for the event every year is named (and decorated) in his honor. |
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The August 11th ceremony to launch the U.S. Postal Service’s “TV’s Earliest Memories” stamps was well-attended by Hollywood veterans and fans alike. (see my Journal entry above) I confess, I lose all journalistic professionalism when I see someone like David Nelson. After all, my generation grew up with his entire family. In fact, Ozzie and Harriet’s names have become synonymous with the period in which they flourished. It also seems to me that as the years go on he looks more and more like his late father Ozzie. He’s posing here with two of his brother Ricky’s children, Tracy and Sam. It’s nice to see them all participating in a program like this that perpetuates the memory of their real-life family.
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Carl Reiner and Academy of Television Arts and Sciences honcho
John Schaffner present a blowup of the new postage stamps
commemorating twenty unforgettable TV shows.
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One of the highlights of the day for me was meeting Lucinda Smith, whose father Bernie Smith was the primary writer of Groucho Marx’s You Bet Your Life (although he was always credited as director, to deflect any suspicion that Groucho wasn’t ad-libbing all of his dialogue). Lucinda brought along the original duck that bore the famous Secret Word every week. His name, incidentally, is Julius...just like Groucho. |

Jayne Meadows Allen fractured her hip ten days before the event, but no power on earth was going to keep her from participating in the morning activities. Her son Bill wheeled her onstage at the Academy of Television Arts and Sciences, where she spoke about her beloved husband Steve Allen (whose original Tonight Show is honored on the pane of 20 stamps). Here she poses with the delightful Barbara Hale and Tim Talman, the son of William Talman, representing Perry Mason—which has been mentioned in the news recently because the show inspired new Supreme Court Justice Sonia Sotomayor. |
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Representing You Bet Your Life were Groucho Marx’s son Arthur
and daughter Melinda. Melinda’s daughter Jade is standing at her side,
and her grandson Julius is in front.
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I always enjoy seeing Leonard Stern, veteran comedy writer, director, and producer—not to mention co-founder of the publishing firm Price-Stern-Sloan (the folks who brought us Mad Libs, just for starters). Leonard’s credits date back to the Abbott and Costello radio show in the 1940s and extend to 2008 when he made a cameo appearance in Get Smart, to acknowledge the fact that he was executive producer of the original Don Adams TV series. He also served as a writer on The Honeymooners, which is featured on one of the new postage stamps.
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My friend Dawn Moore has been lobbying for a Lone Ranger stamp for many years, to honor her late father Clayton, who played—and embodied—the indelible character. She finally got her wish, and poses here with a blowup of the stamp.
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Dawn invited a handful of friends to join her at the ceremony, including a good friend of hers (and her dad’s), wonderful Ann Rutherford. The woman who will always be remembered as Scarlett O’Hara’s sister Careen in
Gone With The Wind is as vibrant and active as ever.
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As long as I’ve been attending the San Francisco Silent Film Festival I’ve been promising myself to visit the Niles Essanay Silent Film Museum...and this year I finally got there. It’s an easy drive over the Bay Bridge to Fremont, California and the charming village of Niles, which looks much as it did when G.M. “Bronco Billy” Anderson discovered it in the teens and decided to build a studio there. Dedicated volunteers have restored the theater on Niles Boulevard that once showed silent films and turned it into a wonderful museum, filled with evocative memorabilia and early filmmaking equipment. It’s also a working theater where silent films are screened every Saturday, and tour groups are welcomed.
The day I visited the museum, along with some friends, a fourth grade class had just been shown Charlie Chaplin’s The Champion (1915). Not only did they respond to the scrappy, funny film, but they expressed a proper sense of wonder that a palm tree visible in one scene was still growing right across the street, and a corner of the studio was still identifiable outside. My friends and I were given a “backstage” tour as well and marveled at the original 1913 projection booth, which looks remarkably intact, even though it has been upgraded for fire codes and structural soundness. The community of Niles is quite charming overall and well worth a visit. There are many antique shops to browse and several dining establishments that proudly herald their past; next time I go there I’m definitely trying Bronco Billy’s Pizza! To learn more about the Museum, and support it by joining its membership roster, go to www.nilesfilmmuseum.org or telephone 510-494-1411. Sincere thanks to Dorothy Bradley, David Kiehn, Sprague Anderson, my old friend Sam Gill, and everyone who made our trip to Niles so enjoyable.
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Here’s the way the Niles Studio looked when Bronco Billy constructed it in 1912;
it was only a working studio until 1916, but a lot of history was made during
those years, especially when Charlie Chaplin arrived on the scene.
The building structure is gone but the perimeter is easily defined as you walk around; in fact, a new fire house has been built on one corner. Other surrounding landmarks remain remarkably intact after more than ninety years.
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This hillside marker has been replaced several times over the years, but it proudly proclaims Niles as a community all its own, even though its mailing address is the larger city of Fremont. Niles is nestled between two railroad lines—one now run as a hobby by train enthusiasts, with a Sunday run to Sunol and back—so it never could expand beyond a certain point. |
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Unlike most nickelodeon theaters, the one on Niles Boulevard had a long entryway lobby, which now welcomes visitors to the Niles Essanay Silent Film Museum and offers a generous sampling of books, DVDs, and memorabilia for sale. |

Here is the theater itself, where silent films, including locally-produced Essanay reels, are screened every Sunday, usually in 35mm prints with live piano accompaniment. Oscar-winning sound artist Ben Burtt recently performed live sound effects accompaniment for a showing of Wings, while Frederick Hodges performed the score.
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A three-sheet poster of Essanay’s co-founder Bronco Billy Anderson looks down at today’s attendees from the theater wall. |

A handful of original seats from the Nickelodeon are used for display purposes and feature props that remind visitors of the famous people who once worked in Niles. |

Here is the projection booth, equipped with modern machinery but surrounded by history. |

And here is a vintage projector that still works. Niles historian David Kiehn told me he’s actually hand-cranked films for his audiences from time to time. Talk about authenticity! |

Here is some of the housing that Bronco Billy Anderson constructed for his workers and actors. This entire block dates back to that period when Essanay set down roots in Niles. |
This small but charming house, just steps away from the museum, was where Charlie Chaplin’s leading lady Edna Purviance lived when she worked at Niles in 1915. Just imagine! |

It isn’t crystal clear, but that’s Edna and Charlie in a group of Essanay folks standing in front of that very house in Niles Boulevard. |

And here’s the pièce de resistance: a short drive into Niles Canyon brings you to this historic spot where Charlie Chaplin shuffled away from the camera for the poignant finale of his Essanay two-reeler The Tramp in 1915. The road is paved now, and cars whiz by, but it’s readily identifiable—and incalculably exciting to behold for any Chaplin fan. This, to me, is hallowed ground. |
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 One of my great joys after moving to Hollywood in the early 1980s was getting to meet, and interview, so many people I admired. Imagine spending several hours with Charlie Chan’s most famous offspring, Keye Luke! He was living with in Paramount, California, with his son, as I recall, and the walls of the living room were decorated with some of Luke’s scratchboard artwork. He couldn’t have been more charming, and had warm memories of working with Greta Garbo, Lionel Barrymore and other luminaries. He was especially articulate in his defense of Warner Oland playing the role of Charlie Chan. He took offense at the misconception that Oland spoke a pidgin English, and pointed out that as English was his second language, the character spoke hesitantly—but never poorly. When I told him that I knew his Gremlins director, Joe Dante, he started raving about Joe and his producer, Mike Finnell, marveling that they seemed to know every movie he’d ever been in, and made such a fuss over him on the set. As I drove home, I remember thinking, “Who wouldn’t make a fuss over Keye Luke?” |

Here’s a great group of Western film veterans, gathered in the mid-1980s for a documentary that never saw the light of day: Iron Eyes Cody, Pat Buttram, Harry Carey, Jr., and Yakima Canutt. Of the four, only Carey—the best storyteller and historian of them all—is still with us. I asked Mr. Canutt if it was true that he could turn over a stagecoach and have it land on an exact camera mark and he said yes in such an authoritative way that I had no reason to doubt him.
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Another Western foursome poses for a picture a decade later, at the 1996 Golden Boot Awards dinner, always a great place for photo opportunities: George Montgomery, who usually presented one of his bronze sculptures during the ceremony, Clayton Moore, who brought the crowd to its feet by reciting the Lone Ranger creed, Lloyd Bridges, the High Noon costar who received a Boot that year, and his son Jeff, who also presented an award to his Wild Bill director Walter Hill.
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One more annual event I miss is the Jivin’ Jacks and Jills, which started as a reunion of jitterbug dancers who worked in Universal Pictures’ B-movie musicals in the 1940s. Every year Peggy Ryan brought her troupe of businesswomen from Las Vegas who became show dancers under her expert tutelage. Here in 1996, she poses with her frequent dance partner Donald O’Connor, who’s holding an 8x10 still of the two of them taken more than fifty years earlier. They were both so vital, well into their 70s, that it’s hard to believe they’re gone now.
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I spent much of the first weekend of May in a time warp, enjoying live performances of vintage radio shows—but the most amazing moment came not during a comedy or drama but in the recreation of a commercial. At this year’s convention. SPERDVAC (The Society to Preserve and Encourage Radio Drama Variety And Comedy) staged a reenactment of Lux Radio Theater’s adaptation of Casablanca, originally broadcast in January of 1944. Darryl Hickman played Rick, Terry Moore played Ilsa, Tommy Cook was Victor Laszlo, and some very good character actors filled in the supporting roles. Then the show’s original announcer read a commercial with the actress who’d extolled the virtues of Lux Soap on her skin when the show first aired sixty-five years ago. Eddy King is now 97 years old, but he and character actress Doris Singleton (right) nailed that commercial reading and brought smiles to the entire room full of radio fans and professionals.
It was one of three recreations I saw that night: first, a 1952 episode of Dragnet was brought to life by one of Jack Webb’s longtime cohorts, Herb Ellis, with a cast including Kenneth Mars, Gene Reynolds, Gloria McMillan, and Barbara Fuller (plus announcer John Harlan). The evening capped off with a hilarious performance of a Baby Snooks show written by Jess Oppenheimer (directed by his son Gregg). Singer Marilyn King was a last-minute fill-in in the role of Snooks and she did a terrific job in the role made famous by Fanny Brice, while Daddy (originally played by Hanley Stafford) was brought to vivid life by veteran actor Harold Gould. He achieved what few actors can: he didn’t seem to be reading lines at all: He inhabited the character of Daddy—and he was hilarious. |

Eddy King, age 97, still commands the microphone as he did for many years
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Herb Ellis and Kenneth Mars recreate an episode of Dragnet
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Child actor turned producer-director-writer Gene Reynolds tries his hand at acting again in a supporting role in the SPERDVAC recreation of Dragnet.
Behind him, radio, TV and film veteran Barbara Fuller waits for her cue. |

Darryl Hickman and Terry Moore star
in the Lux radio adaptation of Casablanca
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On March 26, it was my pleasure to attend the opening of a wonderful exhibit celebrating the Barrymore family and to meet several members of that illustrious clan.
The setting was the David L. Wolper Center at USC’s Doheny Library, where members of the public are invited to drop in to see this one-of-a-kind exhibit. Hours are Monday to Friday from 11 a.m. to 1 p.m. and 2 to 5 p.m., through July 31, 2009. Carol Hoffman, who wrote The Barrymores: Hollywood’s First Family (University Press of Kentucky, 2001), provided the core materials for this vast display, which was augmented by the USC Cinema Library’s holdings. You can trace the family tree that sprouted so many show-business legends, from the Lanes, the Drews, and the Blyths (who changed their name to Barrymore) to Maurice Costello and his daughter Dolores, who married John Barrymore and spawned another two generations of actors.
Author and researcher Carol S. Hoffman spent years identifying materials in the Barrymore family archives to create her book--and now, this magnificent exhibit
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Like Carol’s book, the exhibit draws on first-hand materials that are stunning to behold: hand-written letters, family photographs, and much, much more. Poster reproductions honor siblings John, Ethel and Lionel Barrymore as well as John Drew Barrymore and his daughter Drew. While the display will be open for several months it was especially gratifying to be there for the inaugural showing. It isn’t every day that you can stand in front of a poster for Noah’s Ark (1929) and hear Tony Barrymore recall how his grandmother Dolores Costello used to grouse about spending long days in cold water while she was filming that epic.
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John Barrymore III poses with his half-sister Jessica Barrymore, the daughter of John Drew Barrymore and actress Nina Wayne. (There are two other half-siblings, Blyth and Drew.) I must confess that it’s daunting to be introduced to someone who carries the name John Barrymore III, although I’m told his friends call him Johnny.
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Tony Barrymore is the son of DeeDee Barrymore, Dolores Costello and John Barrymore’s first-born child. Dolores helped raise him, so he feels a special connection to her and was very interested to hear that I’d just seen one of her rarest films, A Million Bid, at the Cinefest in Syracuse, New York. He also wonders (as do I) why his grandmother decided to come out of retirement to appear in Orson Welles’ The Magnificent Ambersons, although we agreed that Welles must have had the same powers of persuasion as producer David O. Selznick, who got her to star in Little Lord Fauntleroy six years earlier.
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In the early 1980s, Bill and Stella Pence (the co-founders of the Telluride Film Festival) moved to Santa Fe, New Mexico and felt the urge to stage a film festival there. After trying out a general event featuring international cinema they decided to focus on a specific topic. In 1981 it was the Western and their guest list ranged from Jack Palance to cowboy star Tim McCoy to genre expert and historian William K. Everson. In 1982 the topic was Music and the Movies and my wife and I were invited to participate.
The idea was broad-ranging and ambitious—not just a tribute to musicals but to all aspects of music and film. Accordingly, the guest list for the week-long event was eclectic and impressive. Opening night featured a tribute to Gene Kelly, with Albert Johnson conducting an interview onstage in between film clips. The mid-festival gala had the Santa Fe Chamber Orchestra playing the original score for D.W. Griffith’s silent film Broken Blossoms—with its star, Lillian Gish, in attendance. (Never mind that the audience thought the movie was meant to be laughed at. And don’t ask me to tell the whole story because I’ll get upset all over again. Fortunately Miss Gish didn’t seem to notice and completely charmed the crowd.) Closing night honored film composer Miklos Rozsa with the regional premiere of his latest film, Steve Martin’s Dead Men Don’t Wear Plaid. Other guests included Ginger Rogers, Chuck Jones, Ray Bolger, Robbie Robertson, Virgil Thomson, Benny Goodman, Frank Thomas and Ollie Johnston, Betty Comden and Adolph Green. Screenings were held at the historic Lensic Theatre. What an incredible week it was.
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Knowing that Ginger Rogers was going to be at the festival, I brought along a favorite portrait still in the hope that she would sign it. At a cocktail party preceding her evening tribute I waited my turn and the star graciously asked to whom she should inscribe the picture. I said, “To Leonard...” and then caught myself. “...and Alice!” I hastily added. She had already begun signing and threw me a look. “It should be to Alice and Leonard,” she reprimanded. “I know,” I said sheepishly. “I’ll be hearing about that later.” “You’re hearing about it now,” she replied. Aside from that rebuke she couldn’t have been nicer, and looked every inch the movie star.
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Here is the wonderful Betty Comden with distinguished American composer Virgil Thomson, whose scores for landmark documentaries like The Plow That Broke the Plains and The River are still studied today. Comden and longtime partner Adolph Green were as entertaining as any play or film they ever wrote—and they wrote some of the greatest (On the Town, Singin’ in the Rain, The Bandwagon, to name just a few). They never lost their taste for performing and were happy to do so at the drop of a hat. Comden also made a fleeting appearance as a woman she was often told she resembled, Greta Garbo, in Sidney Lumet’s Garbo Talks (1984).
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My friend, the late Dave Chertok, assembled a film tribute to the King of Swing for a matinee performance, including excerpts from feature films and kinescope segments from a variety of television appearances. Benny Goodman was unusually congenial in his remarks afterwards and wanted to make sure we recognized a young, clean-shaven Doc Severinsen as one of the members of his 1950s band. When I ran into Mr. Goodman later at a reception I asked whose idea it was for him to sing the ditty “ Paducah” (with its memorable refrain “You can’t pooh-pooh Paducah”) in the 1943 musical The Gang’s All Here. “I don’t know,” he said, “but it wasn’t mine.” That was the extent of our conversation, but he was willing to pose for a snapshot and I got to spend a few moments with one of my all-time favorite musicians.
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The marriage of animation and music provided several wonderful programs at the festival, including this afternoon panel I moderated with Chuck Jones (who drew a great piece of artwork recalling What’s Opera, Doc? that leaned against the stage), Elfriede Fischinger, who burnished the memory of her husband Oskar and his bold experimental shorts, and the inimitable Frank Thomas and Ollie Johnston, who were so eloquent whenever they discussed Disney animation.
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Here is a closeup of Chuck’s rendering with a Wagnerian Elmer Fudd serenading Bugs Bunny (in drag).
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Here are some of the folks I happened to meet
at Film Independent’s annual beachside bash.
Haaz Sleiman and Hiam Abbass of The Visitor
pose outside the tent where the Independent Spirit Awards are held
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I had hoped the supporting actors from The Visitor might get the same recognition as their Oscar-nominated star Richard Jenkins, but Haaz Sleiman was nominated for an Independent Spirit Award, and his costar Hiam Abbass seemed happy just to be part of such a fine film.
Writer, director and actor Tom McCarthy, who won the Independent Spirit Award as Best Director for The Visitor
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Writer-director Tom McCarthy told me that he hopes to get another movie off the ground, although financing small-scale, intelligent movies is no easy matter, even in good economic times. He is in the happy position of being able to pay the rent by taking acting jobs in between more personal projects. You’ll see him this year in Duplicity with Julia Roberts and Clive Owens and Peter Jackson’s The Lovely Bones. |
Two old friends at the Spirits:
Michelle Williams and Busy Philipps
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Michelle Williams was chatting with her Dawson’s Creek costar Busy Philipps—who, it turns out, is married to Marc Silverstein. He is one of the writers of He’s Just Not That Into You, and came to my class at USC when we screened the film a few weeks ago. Michelle and Busy volunteered that they’ve been in bad independently-made movies and I agreed that independent production is not validation in itself. A small gem like Williams’ Wendy and Lucy doesn’t come along every day. |
Chop Shop filmmaker Ramin Bahrani
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If you haven’t seen Chop Shop, you’ve missed one of the finest films of the past year. (By all means do rent it on DVD.) It’s the second feature by New York-based Ramin Bahrani, whom I had the pleasure of meeting that afternoon, along with his producer Lisa Muskat. This uniquely gifted writer-director already had two great films under his belt. Man Push Cart marked him as a very special talent. Chop Shop confirmed that he wasn’t a one-trick pony. Now he has a third movie about to open, Goodbye Solo, which has occasioned a tribute at the Museum of Modern Art in New York City. I can’t wait to see it. |
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It’s just like any other class photo...except that some of the folks gathered here have world-famous faces. (Isn’t that Anne Hathaway standing next to Penélope Cruz? And wait—there’s Ron Howard hugging the Oscar statue’s shoulder.) Once again I was fortunate enough to be invited to attend the Oscar nominee’s luncheon by the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences. Many people who attend consider it the nicest event of the award season, for good reason: everyone is in good spirits, no one is competing against anyone else, and the purpose is to celebrate outstanding achievement. What’s more, the attendees are seated at random around the room; there is no table for Milk or Slumdog Millionaire, nor is there a director’s table and a cinematographer’s table. The Academy’s purpose is to democratize the afternoon by reminding everyone that they are part of a filmmaking community—and it works. Then, as Academy President Sid Ganis reads each nominee’s name aloud, alphabetically, he or she comes forward to accept a nomination certificate (and commemorative sweatshirt). Here again, the mood is jubilant as a European documentarian is followed by an American movie star and then by a British animator, and so on. It’s a great room for schmoozing, and afterwards I get to interview a number of the acting nominees for Entertainment Tonight. If you’d like to see some of our chitchat, click here.
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I’ve never been a great photographer, but after moving to Los Angeles in the early 1980s I realized I would be a fool not to take a camera along on my various adventures. I was lucky enough to meet a great many people I admired from the golden age of Hollywood, and now, looking back, I’m so glad I snapped as many pictures as I did. I want to share some of them with you here and will add to this scrapbook every few weeks. Let me begin in 1983. Entertainment Tonight allowed me to produce and host feature stories about Hollywood history that year and I really went to town. One of my proudest moments was staging the first-ever meeting between Robby the Robot—the original model, which was then (and still is) in the possession of filmmaker Bill Malone—and the man who provided his voice in Forbidden Planet and The Invisible Boy, actor Marvin Miller. Mr. Miller couldn’t have been kinder or more indulgent; he even “did” Robby’s voice for our piece on the air. I only wish I’d developed my keen interest in old-time radio back then; I knew him, growing up, as “Michael Anthony” on the TV show The Millionaire, and I missed a great opportunity to ask him about his long career behind the microphone. (Years later I found his listing in a radio actors’ directory from 1941 and learned that his actual name was Mueller; like so many other actors he Americanized it to avoid any anti-German flak during World War II.)
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At that time ET’s headquarters were on Vine Street just north of Sunset Boulevard in the TAV Building, which had been a historic radio studio (Tom Brenneman’s Breakfast in Hollywood originated there) and by then was home to Merv Griffin’s nightly program and a brand-new game show called Wheel of Fortune. The Vine Street Brown Derby was just a block away and while it was no longer a chic place to dine it held a lot of history—especially for newcomers like my wife and me. Our friend Rob Word arranged for us to meet Robert Cummings for lunch there one day and we had a wonderful afternoon together, after which he eagerly posed for photos outside. That’s my wife Alice, who can barely contain her excitement after spending time with a man she’d grown up watching on television. Cummings was a most congenial man and we spoke of many things, including the easygoing atmosphere on the set of his popular TV show, which he often directed. One day Ozzie Nelson came by to make a guest appearance and was flabbergasted at how quickly Cummings worked—especially in contrast to his own methodical ways. When the scene was completed Ozzie said, in wonderment, “Gee, if you don’t sneeze, they print it.” As a newcomer to L.A. I finally understood that McCadden Productions (which produced Cummings show as well as Burns & Allen) was named for a street in Hollywood that was within walking distance of the Brown Derby.
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The very same Rob Word called me one day and asked if I’d like to participate in a series of video interviews he was helping to facilitate for Ray Atherton about Westerns and serials of the 1930s. Naturally I said yes, and that day I got to meet a formidable array of Hollywood veterans: producer Nat Levine of Mascot Pictures, stuntman and director Yakima Canutt, actor Harry Carey, Jr., and these two gentlemen: Iron Eyes Cody and one of my all-time favorite character actors, Regis Toomey. Iron Eyes was not the most anecdotal man I ever encountered but he had a commanding presence. Toomey was rather frail, as I recall, but awfully nice. (I still enjoy watching him on the DVDs of Burke’s Law, the 1960s TV series on which he costarred with Gene Barry.) To the best of my knowledge those interviews were never assembled.
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Jock Mahoney was a remarkable man—and he’d be the first to tell you so. But if anybody had a right to boast of his achievements, it was Jocko (as almost everyone called him), one of the all-time great stuntmen and athletes in Hollywood. He showed me a sequence of still pictures taken in the 1940s that began with him standing on top of a horse, then showed him going into a back flip and landing on the ground, standing perfectly erect. Remember Errol Flynn’s leap from a staircase onto his adversary in The Adventures of Don Juan (1949)? That was Jocko. And, as we were able to illustrate in the story I did for Entertainment Tonight, there were times in the Charles Starrett westerns of the early 1950s when he would be playing a bad guy and doubling Starrett at the same time! Later, when I met his stepdaughter Sally Field, I asked her what it was like growing up with Jocko. She recalled wishing that just once she could go to her backyard and jump into the pool without having to navigate an obstacle course first. (Stunts came so easily to him that apparently he expected others to find them just as simple to execute—and just as much fun to do.) Since then she has spoken publicly about her difficult relationship with her stepfather. He couldn’t have been easy to live with—but he certainly cut a wide swath.
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