Open Thread Tuesday

I had a major crush on her when I was growing up, but I still laughed the first time I heard the quip by Dorothy Parker on the Divine Kate – "She's showed the gamut of emotions from A to B."

Dotty was a bit of a curmudgeon herself though.

I always thought she was just so beautiful and that voice – love her. I live in CT and like a true fan, I found her house in Fenwick once. Beautiful home, not ostentatious by itself but it's view of Long Island Sound was just unparalleled. She was a broad – in the kindest most affectionate possible way.

The Lion in Winter has to be her best film by far – and that's saying alot when you look at films like Alice Adams, The Philadelphia Story and African Queen.

The second part of the You Tube video on Obama's Nobel Fleece Prize.

President Awesome Accepts the Nobel Fleece Prize

President Obama goes to Oslo to accept the award. A surprising group of people show up. President Obama reads from his book Dreams From My Father during his acceptance speech.

What a potty mouth!

Katherine Hepburn was one of the towering figures of American cinema. She was beautiful, classy and, above all, smart. Yet Dorothy Parker's famous quip about her "running the gamut of emotions from A to B" has some merit. Mark Steyn perfectly described "the familiar double-act" she developed where she never carried a film by herself but always played off of some strong male character who provided the emotional center for the film. This was somone like Cary Grant, Spencer Tracy, Humphrey Bogart, Burt Lancaster, or even John Wayne. The schtick was always the same – Beautiful, brainy, high-spirited but emotionally cold woman is liberated by exposure to a down-to-earth and "regular" guy who shows her the joys of life that her intellect has overlooked. I always found "The Philadelphia Story" just a tad creepy since most of the characters go around telling Tracy Lord (great name in retrospect) how wonderful, goddess-like and transcendent she is while it was Hepburn who commissed the original play. Still "Woman of the Year" is one of my favorite films.

Mmm… I was named after Katherine Hepburn…. The name came to my mom when she was watching a Katherine Hepburn movie. My name is even spelled the same way.

Always enjoy her in movies, but her private life (particularly with Tracy) was so very sad.

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I'll bet she was a handful on or off the screen…

She was perfect in BRINGING UP BABY.
(Her laugh was a hoot)

Maybe he was hung like a horse.

/snarc

Katharine Hepburn was an amazing actress, but personally, I prefer her comedies…especially BRINGING UP BABY. I absolutely loved her chemistry with Cary Grant (even more so than her chemistry with Spencer Tracy). Also, her version of LITTLE WOMEN is still the best.

Robert Wuhl – Was in Boston checking out a comedy club he was performing at the next night. Seemed very nice. Loved him in Bull Durham.

Tim Pawlenty. Also met Bob Keeshan.

Peter Frampton stepped on my beach towel once, and I brushed shoulders with Colin Powell at the Korean War Memorial dedication ceremony, and I got my picture taken with Margaret Thatcher at a Speakers Bureau event.

Ronald Reagan. During his first campaign for president.

It's why my wife chose me!

lol, well I did say MOST.

Margaret Thatcher in San Angelo, TX in the early 90's!! It was AWESOME!!!!

Yes the left will spin it any way but the right way…..just like when all those conservatives went to Washington the only group to cover it was FOX, but when the sodomites went there, that's all the left wing media is talking about…..mmm, mmm, mmm. All the conservatives in this country should support Fox, if for no other reason, than the President is against them. GO FOX!!!!

Hmmm. Encounters without benefit of introduction: Sat behind Doris Day on the San Diego ferry when I was a kid, sat next to Tiny Tim (sans powder and ukulele, but wearing the original Seinfeld "puffy shirt") at California Jam and got knocked down (not the opposite) at a local Cali free concert by a gorgeous and gentlemanly man who I believe was Paul Stanley from Kiss (also sans makeup. I almost swooned when he gathered me up as if I were weightless). Oh, had an interesting encounter with a bearded, beached out Steve McQueen in the Trancas Grocery checkout line in Malibu – he seemed frightened by my sister recognizing him BTW – (and years later happened to meet his interesting chief motorcycle mechanic by chance at a motorcycle shop in Ventura County). But the most interesting encounters have to be the time I watched a rent a cop bash Charley Watts of the Stones into a wall as he was entering the LA Sports Arena for a gig… & separately, The Who's bare chested Roger Daltry return to the empty stage at Ventura Fairgrounds to retrieve Pete Townsend's smashed guitar after a concert there: he found a guy trying to bolt with it as a souvenir and wordlessly scared him so badly with his glare, manner and raised fists that the absconder metaphorically wet himself and ran away.

The Dalai Lama.

That's "Classy Goddess"