Well, dear readers, I am sitting here like so much sleepy fish, which is odd because not only did I sleep nine and a half wonderful hours, but I basically fell asleep twice watching a motion picture – once for two hours, once for seventy minutes. I’m beginning to think that it may be at least a partial antidote for the issues I’ve been having. And now, I’m listening to Prokofiev’s wonderful seventh symphony – what a composer he was, one of the greats. Otherwise, it was a true day of rest. I did finish (finally) watching the sublimely wacky motion picture Invasion USA from 1953. A warning from I see the future, Mr. Ohman, what could happen if the United States of America is not ready for an invasion from an unnamed enemy who has unlimited atom bombs to drop. It’s a shocking motion picture, seventy-four minutes of us getting pummeled by the unnamed enemy aka Russia aka COMMUNITSTS. Happily, Mr. Ohman just performed mass hypnosis on the denizens of a bar, just to show them what could happen if we weren’t on high alert. The movie runs seventy-four minutes, over twenty of which is stock footage. The rest consists of bar scenes, cheesy hotel room scenes, some romance, and a swarthy, sweaty unnamed enemy soldier killing leading man Gerald Mohr and trying to have his way with comely Peggie Castle, exclaiming breathily, “You my woman now!” I’ve always thought this was one of the most unintentionally hilarious movies ever and I used to run it for everyone. And what a cast. Aside from Mr. Mohr and Miss Castle, we have not one but TWO Lois Lanes – Phyllis Coates and Noel Neill. Dan O’Herlihy plays Mr. Ohman. And, of course, William Schallert. The director, Alfred E. Green had a strange career, directing the smash hit The Jolson Story, The Fabulous Dorseys, The Eddie Cantor Story, Top Banana, and then hyper low-budget stuff like this. We, of course, released the Albert Glasser score on Kritzerland. It’s very loud. I’ve always thought Peggie Castle was one of the most beautiful women back when I was a kid, especially in this and Bert I. Gordon’s Beginning of the End. Sadly, she was an alcoholic and died young at forty-five because of it. Amazingly, this film got an exclusive release at the Pantages and the RKO Hillstreet – only a week, but still. I always wonder what the first year I began going to the movies regularly, and I suspect it was early in 1953 but perhaps 1952. I know this because Come Back, Little Sheba was playing and I know I saw it at one of my neighborhood theaters – probably the Picfair. Anyway, it was fun. Then I mostly slept thought the companion feature, Rocket Attack USA, from 1960, and looking like it was made in 1950. Horrible.
As mentioned, I got nine and a half hours of sleep, made pasta with meat sauce and ate that – very good – then it was really too late to list stuff so I’ll do that today – I got everything ready to do so. That was really about it. For my snack, I tried nearby The Woodman – a fried shrimp thing – really tasty. That was pretty much it.
Today, I’ll be up when I’m up, I’ll do whatever needs doing, I’ll list some items on eBay, otherwise I think the best thing I can do is keep resting. We’re putting a casting thing on Actor’s Access, but we won’t see people from that until the weekend. Then at some point, I’ll watch, listen, and relax.
The rest of the week is more resting, we did get our Kritzerland show date on 12/10, so that will be fun, so I have to finish casting that, although we already have four people confirmed, and that’s going to pretty much be it for this week.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up when I’m up, do whatever needs doing, list some items, rest, eat, put up a casting notice, then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: What is your favorite unintentionally hilarious bad movie? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, where I’m sure a swarthy, sweaty, unnamed enemy will bellow, “You my woman now!”