“Books creep me out.”
“Books creep me out.”
The answer is ‘b’. Between takes, Maurice chatted amiably, displaying his normal mild French accent. Let the cameras roll, though, and oh my god, the accent blossomed to an overbearing gaudiness with lower lip thrust enough to put an eye out.
Jeanette is sad because: a. they ran out of sausage. b. she doesn’t know if she’ll be able to endure one more take listening to Maurice Chevalier’s over-the-top faking of his French accent. c. Rome fell. d. King Kong didn’t return her phone calls. e. F. Scott Fitzgerald stole her favorite dress.
“Where, oh where, is my dead spider? Twas last seen floating in the cider. Please make sure Winona Rider didn’t sail it in her glider, cockpit packed with downy eider, feathers, too, thin, not the wider.” – Alexander the Grate
Once upon a time in the west something happened. A disillusioned young sequence facilitator trembled in fury. Some useless piece of pond scum had eaten the last doughnut. The young facilitator smashed his head against the wall four times, upping the violence of the action with each repetition. He stepped back, took two deep breaths, […]
Is this a once upon a time tree or what? I mean, look at it. There’s got to be a trapdoor in the hollow and stairs leading down to : a pirate’s treasure, a dragon’s treasure, a wizard’s chamber of magic, a realm of fairy folk, the lair of a band of robbers or a […]
On the morning the last Lisbon daughter took her turn at suicide – it was Mary this time, and sleeping pills, like Therese – the two paramedics arrived at the house knowing exactly where the knife drawer was, and the gas oven, and the beam in the basement from which it was possible to tie […]
“How could we lose to a pair of wolverines?”
The correct answer is 2. For, you see, Ann was soon to appear as a mermaid in a flick, and she had been spending an inordinate amount of time cavorting with a coven of mermaids off Catalina Island in preparation for the role. In fact, she so enjoyed her mermaid antics that she later willed […]
What was Ann Blyth thinking at that very moment? 1. “I hate you, I hate you, I hate you.” 2. “Soon I’ll be a mermaid.” 3. “What a stone cold loser you are.” 4. “I’ve scraped better company off the bottom of my shoe.” 5. “I wonder what you’d look like hanging from a gibbet.”