We are spending Sunday afternoon watching movies as we often do. I tried to do a few useful things earlier: I went to church, I did a load of laundry, I worked on the script for my murder mystery… But I have never had much success in being useful on a Sunday. I’m not much use the rest of the week either, so if you were taking a breath to point that out to me you can just exhale.
Where was I? Ah yes, about to share a couple of pictures from today’s cinematographic viewing. We started with Arsenic and Old Lace, just to watch something we don’t pop in as often as other movies we have. I only wish Boris Karloff had played the character everybody keeps saying looks like Boris Karloff. I love Boris Karloff.
I should have looked for a picture of Karloff. Or I could watch a Boris Karloff movie next. Right now, though, we are looking at His Girl Friday, just to continue the Cary Grant theme. Rosalind Russell too, what a goddess!
We pop in His Girl Friday more frequently, although it is not one of our real go-to movies. We enjoy the rapid-fire dialogue. I confess to a little envy when they have coffee with rum at lunch. I haven’t had spiked coffee in a long time.
Here’s our Karloff in Arsenic and Old Lace on Broadway in 1941.
OK, that’s three photos and over 250 words. I’m going to call that OK on Wrist to Forehead Sunday.