Notes on “Thirteen Women”

Fabrizio del Wrongo writes:

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One of the many quasi-horror films released in the wake of Universal’s “Dracula” and “Frankenstein,” this RKO production from 1932 offers the intriguing spectacle of Myrna Loy playing an archvillainess. Her character, Ursula Georgi, is a sort of lesbo femme fatale; she’s out to destroy all the girls who ignored her in finishing school. She doesn’t kill them herself. Rather, she persuades others to do it for her. This she accomplishes using her two secret weapons: her Oriental powers of suggestion and lots and lots of eyeliner.

The screenplay assumes Urusula’s behavior is natural because she’s “half Japanese, half Hindu . . . or something.” Whatever she is, Loy is a lot of fun to watch as she slinks around, mewls, and stares at people without blinking. (The performance makes you wish she’d been around to play Cat Woman.) Her Deco-inspired outfits and the architectural way in which she’s shot make her appear to tower over Irene Dunne, who, in the sort of matronly role that Loy would later make her own, has the pathetic uselessness of a prey animal. Less successful is Ricardo Cortez as a tough-talking cop: His lunky brand of flamboyance is over-emphasized, and it distracts from the theme of female-on-female predation.

The picture is thin and rather haphazard (cuts were made to appease the censors), and it ends too abruptly, but its patchiness lends it a sort of dream logic. And its unfussy moodiness, largely a product of Leo Tover’s photography, anticipates the Val Lewton-produced RKO pictures of the 1940s.

Ursula is eventually banished from the bourgie L.A. into which she so malevolently slithered. Like Theda Bara before her, she’s a threat to normalcy, to sanity. Not one to go quietly, she exits with a monologue in which she blames it all on racial discrimination. Today she’d be the heroine. Directed by George Archainbaud. It’s on Warner Archive Instant.

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  • Loy was nearly typecast as an evil Asian. Her other horror role of 1932 includes this memorable bit of sadism:
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Thursday Pop Selection: XTC / Respectable Street

Sir Barken Hyena writes:

XTC is caught here at the moment when their early hyperactive pop-punk began to give way to the softer, kinder sound that would debut on “English Settlement” (their peak in my view) and achieve full-bodied form on “Mummer.” But here we’ve still got the ranting anger and resentment that made that early stuff great, but with a sheen of maturing instrumental, ensemble and song writing skill.

Some fun lines in this song:

Sunday church and they look fetching
Saturday night saw him retching over our fence
Bang the wall for me to turn down
I can see them with their stern frown as they dispense
The kind of look that says they’re perfect

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Twink Chic?

Paleo Retiree writes:

Some ads that caught my attention as I’ve made my usual rounds in NYC in recent days:

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Twinks are in? And even black guys now open their mouths like women and wear buns?

Of course we who visit this blog are far too awesome to let our brains and tastes, let alone our self-images, be influenced by media imagery, but … Well, say that we were. What would we be taking our fashion industry to be telling us about masculinity today?

Some reminders of the examples of maleness that used to appear in American ads:

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Anita Cerquetti, Five Ways

Eddie Pensier writes:

She never got the press or fame of Maria Callas, whom she famously replaced in a Rome Norma in 1958. She only made two official recordings, both for Decca: an aria recital and a complete La Gioconda. She retired at the unheard-of age of 30, when most opera singers are just about getting going.

And yet, her legendary status among opera fanatics is, well, legendary. Prior to the advent of YouTube, pirated tapes of her live recordings were swapped like precious jewels. Debates about the relative merits of Cerquetti vs Olivero got even more heated than those of Callas vs Tebaldi. Like Mozart, James Dean, or Buddy Holly, the “What If?” chatter made for delicious, catty speculation. What exactly, was the nature of the “health problems” that sent her into retirement?

Her fame was esoteric enough that her death has not attracted a single English-language obituary that I can locate in four pages of Google News results, major newspapers or any of the classical music magazines, opera sites, or blogs that I haunt.

Fall in love with the burnished-velvet beauty of Cerquetti’s tone in this 1958 recording of “Casta Diva” from Vincenzo Bellini’s Norma, and notice how the vibrato is close and even from bottom to top.  This might, just might, be the definitive version of this infamously difficult aria.

More Anita, you say? Here you go. “Ebben, ne andrò lontana” from Catalani’s La Wally. The opera itself is rarely done anymore, but the aria is a soprano staple. Can you tell that Cerquetti’s pianissimo is almost not really a piano, in a strictly dynamic sense of quieter, but rather just closer and more intimate? Strange and indescribable, but I find I don’t mind.

“La mamma morta” from Andrea Chénier…in my opinion, superior vocally to the Callas version that famously reduced Tom Hanks to tears in Philadelphia. Dramatically…we can quibble about that. You might have noticed that Cerquetti was a lady of operatic proportions, physically, but you really shouldn’t care about that at all when your ears are being treated like this.

And holy cow, her Verdi was demented. Listen to this clip of Cerquetti singing the beginning of Act 3 of Un ballo in maschera…with the bonus appearance of another standard-setting Italian singer, baritone Ettore Bastianini.

It seems appropriate to end with her “O patria mia” from that dramatic-soprano touchstone, Aida. Somehow it manages to be plaintive and heartrending and blow the roof off the place…her opening note at 1:54 will give you goosebumps, guaranteed.

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Looking Back at the ’60s, 1: “The Fog of War”

Paleo Retiree writes:

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Bugged and annoyed by Errol Morris’s recent movie about Donald Rumsfeld (which Fabrizio dealt with thoroughly here), I just caught up with “The Fog of War,” Morris’ 2003 visit with Robert S. McNamara, the former Ford Motors “whiz kid” who, as Secretary of Defense, implemented a lot of JFK and LBJ’s Vietnam War policies. Morris’ fans find the film much more satisfying than “The Unknown Known.” Would I too?

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Art Du Jour

Blowhard, Esq. writes:

The Talbot-Lago T150.

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Showtune Saturday: “What A Waste”

Eddie Pensier writes:

I suspect many of us can relate far, far too well to the lyrics of this song, from Leonard Bernstein, Betty Comden and Adolph Green’s Wonderful Town (1953).

Performed by Richard Muenz, Dawn Upshaw, and Donna Murphy, from the brilliant 1996 compilation album Leonard Bernstein’s New York, one of my very favorite albums of recorded music ever. More selections coming up on a future ShoSat.


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Movie Poster Du Jour: “Pretty Poison”

Fabrizio del Wrongo writes:

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Naked Lady of the Week: Faye Reagan

Blowhard, Esq. writes:

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Faye Reagan is:

  1. a freckled redhead
  2. who’s slim and stacked
  3. that does hardcore.

Nothing more needs to be said.

Tons of videos at all the usual sites and nudity below the jump. Happy Friday.

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Free Weekend Reads

Blowhard, Esq. writes:

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Friends o’ the blog Kirsten Mortensen and Lloyd Fonvielle are making their latest short stories available for free through the weekend. You get can get Mortensen’s Elmore Leonard homage Free Money here and Lloyd’s South Seas supernatural pulp thriller Black Pearl here. I’ve read ’em and they’re both lots of fun. Self-publishing rules.

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