You love Lost in Space. Now, it appears you love The Adventures of Rocket J. Squirrel and Bullwinkle? Let's go for 3 out of three. How about The Three Stooges? I'm so impressed!
I remember my brother and I watching the Stooges. When we'd see Shemp's face we'd both groan. With age and a minor degree of maturity, I appreciate Shemp more. I've seen him in W.C. Fields movies. He plays the same character. I saw a biography. His friend said he was the same in real life as on the screen, same ticks and everything. I believe Shemp billed himself as the handsomest ugly guy in movies. I decided a long time ago that I could do worse in life than to emulate my 3 childhood heroes: Bullwinkle Curly & Tarzan - Johnny Weismuller, ofcourse
My brother and I felt the same way about Shemp. At least he was better than Joe Besser.
While I preferred Mike Henry as my Tarzan of choice, I loved Esther Williams stories of working with Johny Weismuller:
"Later on Weissmuller also played a character named Jungle Jim, who was really nothing more than Tarzan with his clothes on – not that he wanted to keep his clothes on. He had remarkable genitalia that he loved to exhibit and was constantly stripping his clothes to his swimsuit and beyond so that everyone could appreciate his extraordinary male attributes. It was his way of saying, “Look at me. I was made perfect. God gave me everything a man could dream of having.” In the show, I performed the solo number first, and then Johnny and I swam the duet. At the end of our duet, we had to exit by swimming under the stage to a set of stairs that came up out of the water backstage. Under the stage it was pitch black and when we made this exit, there was no one in the water except the two of us. Under the stage, he’d whip off his trunks so I could see that he was beautifully equipped and if he caught me, he’d try to get my suit off. If he grabbed me at the platform before the stairs, he would hold me and grope me and let me know that he had this lovely erection. I would swim for those steps as though I was swimming for my life. Chasing me totally in the nude, he would splash and grunt like a lion. I think maybe he took that jungle character a little too seriously. On-screen it may have been attractive to the ten-year-olds who filled the theaters. Underwater, it was a menace. There was no one else ever in that tunnel-like passageway under the stage. It was an Alfred Hitchcock erotic nightmare! He was always right behind me, that big smile on his face, those groping hands – three shows a day (four on Saturday and Sunday), six days a week."
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You love Lost in Space. Now, it appears you love The Adventures of Rocket J. Squirrel and Bullwinkle? Let's go for 3 out of three. How about The Three Stooges?
I'm so impressed!
A big yes to the three stooges but I prefer the originals with Curly in the cast.
I remember my brother and I watching the Stooges. When we'd see Shemp's face we'd both groan. With age and a minor degree of maturity, I appreciate Shemp more. I've seen him in W.C. Fields movies. He plays the same character. I saw a biography. His friend said he was the same in real life as on the screen, same ticks and everything. I believe Shemp billed himself as the handsomest ugly guy in movies.
I decided a long time ago that I could do worse in life than to emulate my 3 childhood heroes:
Bullwinkle
Curly
&
Tarzan - Johnny Weismuller, ofcourse
My brother and I felt the same way about Shemp. At least he was better than Joe Besser.
While I preferred Mike Henry as my Tarzan of choice, I loved Esther Williams stories of working with Johny Weismuller:
"Later on Weissmuller also played a character named Jungle Jim, who was really nothing more than Tarzan with his clothes on – not that he wanted to keep his clothes on. He had remarkable genitalia that he loved to exhibit and was constantly stripping his clothes to his swimsuit and beyond so that everyone could appreciate his extraordinary male attributes. It was his way of saying, “Look at me. I was made perfect. God gave me everything a man could dream of having.”
In the show, I performed the solo number first, and then Johnny and I swam the duet. At the end of our duet, we had to exit by swimming under the stage to a set of stairs that came up out of the water backstage. Under the stage it was pitch black and when we made this exit, there was no one in the water except the two of us.
Under the stage, he’d whip off his trunks so I could see that he was beautifully equipped and if he caught me, he’d try to get my suit off. If he grabbed me at the platform before the stairs, he would hold me and grope me and let me know that he had this lovely erection. I would swim for those steps as though I was swimming for my life. Chasing me totally in the nude, he would splash and grunt like a lion. I think maybe he took that jungle character a little too seriously. On-screen it may have been attractive to the ten-year-olds who filled the theaters. Underwater, it was a menace. There was no one else ever in that tunnel-like passageway under the stage. It was an Alfred Hitchcock erotic nightmare! He was always right behind me, that big smile on his face, those groping hands – three shows a day (four on Saturday and Sunday), six days a week."
via: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/10106164/Esther-Williams-queen-of-Hollywood-gossip-the-movie-stars-life-in-her-own-words.html
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