Another beautiful face from the world of the pulp serials.
Her true name was Louise Schultz, but she became famous as Linda Stirling.
In 1944 she was the titular character in the Republic serial The Tiger Woman.
Another beautiful face from the world of the pulp serials.
Her true name was Louise Schultz, but she became famous as Linda Stirling.
In 1944 she was the titular character in the Republic serial The Tiger Woman.
OK, so this has been sort of a themed week, what with my writing a new story and a new character and all that.
So today a bit of music from a concert that’s been providing a soundtrack of sorts for my writing this week*.
Enjoy.
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* I did tell you I use music to coreograph my stories, right?
An extra post, because there’s a photo I found yesterday online, and I think it would fit nicely this sword & sorcery-themed week.
Here’s the pic…
It’s from 1975.
Now, from left to right, you get… Continue reading →
After the photo posted on Thursday, I was looking for something interesting and Ruritania-related in the media, for my Sunday post .
Well, here goes – an excerpt from the Takarazuka staging of Anthony Hope‘s Prisoner of Zenda as an all-female-cast musical*, in the year 2000.
This is Rupert of Hentzau (actress and singer Kouju Tatsuki) doing his thing, and being suitably rakish.
Enjoy!
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* And yes, it is implausible like all musicals, only a little more so.
“THE PRISONER OF ZENDA” (1937) Review
Mireille Fauchon: The Prisoner of Zenda
Fun Size Review: The Prisoner of Zenda (1922)
March 17, 2014: The Prisoner of Zenda (1952)
“If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all.” – Oscar Wilde
The Prisoner Of Zenda And Other Tales Of Derring-do
Ok, something a little different – thanks to the ubiquitous Facebook, I found out that yesterday was Ray Davies‘ 70th birthday.
Now this feels weird because I discovered Ray Davies and started listening to the Kinks very late, when I was nineteen.
My friends listened to Pink Floyd – I listened to the Kinks.
And now I’m forty-seven.
And therefore Ray Davies’ words have traveled with me for, what, twenty-eight years?
My goodness, they want by so fast.
I think great writers are those that can actually write down what we feel, and think, and they do it in a better, more economic and focused way we ever could.
In this sense, Ray Davies has been to me one of the greatest writers I ever knew.
And now I should provide some sample of this writing excellence, and I can’t really choose.
Too many songs, each one closely connected with a single moment of the last 28 years.
One of the many little things that make me an anglophile, I guess.
But it’s more complicated than that.
So, why not just place here the song that I currently find closer to me?
Enjoy!
I don’t know if you noticed, out there, but there’ a lot of talk about football (that’s soccer to some of you) in the media and on the streets, these days.
And while I’m not interested, really, I thought about this very old song and video, which seem to be fitting*.
She’s Joan Armatrading, the song is Drop the Pilot.
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* And I think my friend Claire, with her passion for silent movies, might appreciate it (I’m pretty sure she does not know it)
Today, a short steampunk-ish film.
Very very good.
Enjoy!