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TCM Archives: Forbidden Hollywood Collection - Volume One (Waterloo Bridge (1931) / Baby Face / Red-Headed Woman)
Includes: Waterloo Bridge (1931), Baby Face (1933), and Red-Headed Woman (1932).
Here are three films that couldn't and wouldn't have been made at any other time. Contrary to popular belief, the history of Hollywood permissiveness, what filmmakers could "get away with" on screen, is not a steadily rising graph from puritanical early days to the party-hearty present. In the early 1930s, a national mood of shock over the stock market crash and impatience with Prohibition licensed a relaxation of the movie industry's self-censorship policies. Sexuality--always a driving force in movie plots and characterizations, even when repressed--became a more explicit presence, with costuming that sometimes pushed the envelope for exposure of epidermis and dialogue that could be shockingly blunt.
Baby Face (1933) was made at Warner Bros., the golden-age studio with the grittiest style and the most street cred. The gutsy Barbara Stanwyck stars as a young woman from a factory town who hops a boxcar to the big city and sleeps her way to the top--a progress famously indexed by a camera ascending floor by floor outside a Gotham office building as she trades up, one corporate suitor after another. No other major-studio film was more explicit about sex as a tool and a commodity, yetBaby Face is curiously less sexy than any number of movies that weren't so outspoken about it. This TCM collection features both the theatrical-release version familiar for decades and a recently rediscovered preview version that is markedly superior, runs five minutes longer, and includes more sexual liaisons. It also happily lacks an absurd final scene that got tacked onto the release version to explain how the heroine learned to be content with a modest lifestyle.
Red-Headed Woman (1932) is arguably the raunchiest movie Jean Harlow made at MGM (though not as raunchy as her scenes in Howard Hughes' 1930 Hell's Angels). Unlike Stanwyck in Baby Face--a proletarian heroine grimly selling herself to beat capitalism and the patriarchy at their own game--Harlow's character brazenly relishes both the sex and the posh life it wins for her. The lion's share of this sardonic comedy, scripted by Anita Loos and an uncredited F. Scott Fitzgerald, focuses on Harlow's seduction of her married boss (Chester Morris) and the havoc she wreaks in his upper-crust world. Charles Boyer has a role (his first Hollywood credit) as a French chauffeur who knows how to give satisfaction, and the film's air of breezy ribaldry even allows the star a casual flash of bare breast.
The rarest item in the collection, the 1931 Universal version of Waterloo Bridge, has long been unseen because MGM bought the film in order to do a 1940 remake (starring Vivien Leigh) and locked the original away in the vault. Directed by James Whale the same year he did Frankenstein (1931), the picture charts the romance of a chorus-girl-turned-streetwalker (Mae Clarke) and a well-born young soldier (Kent Douglass) on brief furlough from the trenches during WWI. Apart from a zesty prelude in a London music hall and two scenes on the titular bridge, the film remains yoked to its talky theatrical source, a Robert E. Sherwood play flogging the hoary conceit that no fallen woman, however pure of heart, could be permitted to marry into a good family. Unlike the Hays Code-compliant remake, the film leaves no doubt how the heroine makes her living. --Richard T. Jameson
The 14th - Installment 29
This month's quest for a photo for my project has story behind it but I doubt that anyone familiar with my stream will be surprised by that fact. Before I tell it, though, I must first say that the story isn't really about technique for finding my subject or capturing it but it has a lot to do with how I normally spend the 14th of the month.
This morning I had intended to get up very early and get my butt over to JEPC to hunt down some dragonflies and whatever else might present itself. As usual, I didn't wake up as early as I would've liked so I got a bit of a late start. When I got to the preserve, I decided to head over to the Prairie Lake boat launch to see if the red-headed woodpecker was hanging around. As I pulled into the parking area I was flagged down by a woman needing some help. She explained to me that she had just locked her cell phone and her keys into her trunk and was now stranded with her kids in tow.
I let her use my phone to call someone to get a spare set of keys delivered but she couldn't reach anyone who could help. After she hung up I asked if there was anything else I could do to help. She told me that short of pulling the backseat out of her car she really couldn't think of anything else. When she pointed out the road weary Buick at the edge of the parking lot I said that if she wanted it pulled loose I could easily do that. It wouldn't be pretty and probably a bit of a pain in the ass to put back into place but I could surely get it loose so she could reach into the trunk and get her bag.
When she said she didn't care about the seat (the car was pretty much of a 20 year old beater) I heard all I needed to hear. I pulled out a mallet from the back of my truck and used the handle as a lever and managed to get it popped in about 5 minutes. When she got her cell phone and keys out of the trunk she made a couple of calls to leave messages with people she'd called earlier to tell them that, "an angel named Eric just saved the day." Angel? Hardly. A destructive kid in a 48 year old body with a truck bed full of tools? Definitely.
It felt good to help her out but I ended up getting an even later start than I wanted and, craving privacy, I didn't want to stay around the launch area. I wished her luck and moved on to another spot where I could access the lake. Unfortunately, in the time I spent taking her car apart, the temperature climbed up into the upper 80's and the humidity spiked. Oh yeah, the sun was completely unfiltered as well. In short, it got really f'ing hot and uncomfortable.
I made a circuit around the preserve and found a few cool butterflies and a bunch of the usual dragonflies but nothing that screamed out to be the picture for the day. As I was heading out of the park, I decided that instead of going home and trying again later in the day I would head back to the boat launch and give it one more quick check. On the way there, I noticed one of the killdeer that I have been seeing around the parking lot for weeks but this time she had 4 chicks in tow. I grabbed my camera and just started snapping away from my driver's seat. In the end, I think I took about 250 pics of them and Momma. Ultimately, the pic above is the one that made it into the 14th collection.
The reason I settled on this one is a bit convoluted. I've always captured and published something that is meant to portray how I'm feeling with each passing month since Ryanne's death. However, this one is a little different. Part of that difference is that this encounter was completely serendipitous and random. I didn't go looking for this but it found me anyway. The other part is that I doubt that Ryanne ever saw a baby killdeer but she would've wanted to pick 'em up and take home 'cuz of how cute they are. There was something about that girl that was a sucker for any breathing ball of fluff and she would've loved these little guys.
Set of 6 Burp Cloths
Sports jersey designs in the top row.
Tools designs on the bottom row.
Kiddie font used for the name "Andrew"
sewing baby hat
newborn baby boy poems
baby i love you you are my life
black twin baby boys
sleep safe video baby monitor
baby girls picture
baby born at 33 weeks gestation
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