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lars134: Jimmy Stewart in Berlin, 1962

Day 16: Favorite Casting - Everyone, only four selected.

Everyone in this cast is brilliant, I couldn’t merely choose one stand out. 

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“My career after the war was trying to drink away the truckload of Krauts that I stopped in Holland and that die-hard Nazi that I went up into the Bavarian Alps and killed. Old Moe Alley made a statement that all the killings that I did was going to jump into bed with me one of these days and surely they did. I had a lot of flashbacks after the war and I started drinking. Ha! Ha! Then my sister’s little daughter, four years old, came into my bedroom (I was too unbearable to the rest of the family, either hung over or drunk) and she told me that Jesus loved me and if I repent that God would forgive me for all the men I kept trying to kill all over again. That little girl got to me. I put her out of my room, told her to go to her Mommy. There and then I bowed my head on my Mother’s old feather bed and repented and God forgave me for the war and all the other bad things I had done through the years. I was ordained in the later part of 1949 into the ministry and believe me, Dick, I haven’t whipped but one man since and he needed it. I have four children, nine grandchildren and two great-grandchildren. The Lord willing and Jesus tarrys, I hope to see you all at the next reunion. If not, I’ll see you at the last jump. I know you won’t freeze in the door.” Excerpts from Wayne Sisk’s letter to Dick Winters, taken from “Band of Brothers” by Stephen Ambrose.
250 Films in 2013 - 17/50 new (to me) “I’m not a drinker; I’m a drunk.” - The Lost Weekend (1945)

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“I’ll never forget the day Marilyn and I were walking around New York City, just having a stroll on a nice day. She loved New York because no one bothered her there like they did in Hollywood, she could put on her plain-jane clothes and no one would notice her. She loved that. So as we we’re walking down Broadway, she turns to me and says ‘Do you want to see me become her?’ I didn’t know what she meant but I just said ‘Yes’- and then I saw it. I don’t know how to explain what she did because it was so very subtle, but she turned something on within herself that was almost like magic. And suddenly cars were slowing and people were turning their heads and stopping to stare. They were recognizing that this was Marilyn Monroe as if she pulled off a mask or something, even though a second ago nobody noticed her. I had never seen anything like it before.”  - Amy Greene, wife of Marilyn’s personal photographer Milton Greene

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bogarted: Ann Blyth
farleysgranger: Farley Granger, Jane Powell and Roddy McDowall, ca. 1946

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losed: “Necking in movies is absolutely out. Any girl who does is the object of endless catting and is put down as trying to act older or sophisticated, which is highest offense among teen-agers.” The Youth Culture by Nina Leen
hollyhocksandtulips: Van Nuys, California, 1959 Photo by Yale Joel for LIFE
agentlemansconfessions: San Francisco 1915
Sophia Loren on the set of The Fall of the Roman Empire, 1964.

wordpainting:

Excellent film

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