Daily Archives: June 4, 2012

‘Cause I need a little sweetness . . .


Right this very minute.  Between allergies, aches and pains, mortgages, lack of insurance and assorted RL stuff, I am feeling a little overwhelmed. At least my hair is nice, clean and full of body, if in need of a trim. You have to appreciate life’s simple pleasures.

Anyhow, here’s some images of a certain sweet actor and sweet, tender, vulnerable moments with his characters.

Life is a Banquet : My other favorite “Ros”


Rosalind Russell as Auntie Mame (1955).

Live! Live! Live! Life is a banquet, and most poor suckers are starving to death.
Taking joy in life is a woman’s best cosmetic.
I’ll match my flops with anybody’s but I wouldn’t have missed ’em.

~Rosalind Russell, American stage and screen actress (1907-1976)

I have two favorite ladies named “Ros.” One is Ros Myers from Spooks (who is also, in case you were wondering, very much So Not Dead) and the other is one of my favorite actresses, Rosalind Russell.

Today, June 4, is her birthday. Ros was the fast-talking reporter Hildy Johnson bantering with Cary Grant in the comedy classic His Girl Friday, the gossip with the absurd fashion sense in the brilliantly catty The Women and the eccentric, larger-than-life Mame Dennis in the wonderful Auntie Mame. (not to be confused with the musical Mame, made into a mediocre movie with Lucille Ball shot with a lot of soft focus lenses).

The first quote is actually from Auntie Mame,, and Rosalind adopted “Life is a Banquet” as the title of her bio, which was published the year after her passing. I’ve re-read it a number of times over the years. That quote is a great piece of advice, and I think it’s one Miss Russell lived by, right through the crippling rheumatoid arthritis she had to fight and the cancer that ultimately claimed her life.

Rosalind Russell is someone I would have loved to have met. Even in the flops to which she refers, her performances are always worth watching. And while she is remembered most for her comedies, she was also a very fine dramatic actress. Ros Russell may be gone, but like my other favorite Ros, she definitely isn’t forgotten.

Ros as Mrs. Fowler, the incorrigible gossip in “The Women” (1939)

Ros Russell and Cary Grant in “His Girl Friday” (1940).

Rainy days and Mondays . . . and Richard


No need to talk it out, we know what it’s all about  . . . rainy days and Mondays always get me down . . . funny but it seems it’s the only thing to do, run and find the one who loves you . . .

I used to listen to lots of Karen Carpenter. She had such a rich, mellow, expressive voice that wasn’t quite like anyone else’s. Karen sang some upbeat pop tunes such as “Top of the World,” but it’s the melancholy tunes that I seem to sing in my head  more often than the happier ones. Karen can make you cry, but it’s a cathartic flow of tears, a satisfying sort of melancholy.

I wonder if Mr. Armitage is a fan? He’s a bit too young to remember the Carpenters in their heyday, but then I am a fan of music and musicians that lived and died before I was even born. You like what speaks to you, whether it’s current or from decades or centuries ago.

This one was used in a lot of weddings back in the day, with its talk of “white lace and promises . . . so much of life ahead, we start out walking and learn to run . . . we’ve only just begun . . .”

I think this calls for a little John and Margaret. And Harry and Gerri. May your Monday be a good one and may any cloudbursts not rain on your parade.