by Lara Fowler I can trace my love for classic film back to one person. Inhabiting a small house in a quiet neighborhood just north of the Santa Clara Valley, my grandparents, Julian and Frances Polon, were both Los Angeles transplants. My grandmother, born Canadian, had moved to Los Angeles for nursing school and stayed…
“I think half of this belongs to a horse somewhere out in the valley.” –Lee Marvin, upon accepting the Academy Award for Best Actor in 1965 Cat Ballou (Jane Fonda), a naive schoolteacher turned vigilante, sits in jail awaiting her execution by hanging. As a duo of singing cowboy minstrels (Nat King Cole and Stubby…
As a “bonus” entry for the Horseathon, hosted this weekend by Page of My Love of Old Hollywood, we present a movie memory revolving around one of the most famous “horse pictures” of all, written by our friend Del Oehms Hamilton. When I was growing up, we NEVER called it “going to the movies.” My…
Considering that lately I’ve been in a rebellious frame of mind, it’s fitting that my selection for the Horseathon stretches the rules of “horse” as well as “classic film.” Having grown up with horses, there is no other suitable excuse for what I am about to do, except perhaps that I’ve reviewed National Velvet (1944) at…
Christine Clay (Pamela Carme) is a film star on the rise. Her husband, who has apparently been away for several years, accuses her of cheating on him with other men. A fiery confrontation during a heavy storm ends with Christine slapping her husband several times, after which he goes out onto the balcony, overlooking the…
This summer is shaping up to be a great time for classic film bloggers to participate in some really interesting events. Over the next three months, a number of blogathons are scheduled on some wide-ranging topics, and we here at True Classics could not be any more excited to throw our collective hat into the…
First of all, my contribution to “March-in-March,” the wonderful tribute to Fredric March hosted by Sittin’ on a Backyard Fence, has been posted! I’ve taken a look back at 1942’s I Married a Witch, in which March notoriously clashed–on screen and off–with temperamental costar Veronica Lake. Make sure to check out ALL of the great entries…
It’s become a somewhat tragic cliché in the past few decades–the young, hopeful Hollywood star, making a big splash on screens big and small before the pains of growing up on camera manifest themselves in drug addiction and wasted talent. The list seems endless, from Danny Bonaduce to the Coreys (both Feldman and Haim) to…
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