A newbie goes singin’ in the rain.

 

Thursday night, as part of a nationwide event sponsored by TCM, NCM Fathom, and Warner Bros., I had the pleasure of seeing Singin’ in the Rain (1952) on the big screen. Although I am very familiar with one of the happiest songs ever produced, I had never before seen the musical that it inspired. As it was my first time seeing the film, it was an especially exciting event, and I was not disappointed.

The film began with an introduction by Robert Osborne; he interviewed the star of this film, Debbie Reynolds. She was just as spunky as when she was eighteen and playing the role of the feisty yet innocent Kathy Selden.  She believes she received the role on account of her innocence: “There were a lot of virgins in those days,” she explained. She explained that she didn’t know how to dance when she received the part and that she trained for months and months before filming began. Watching the film, it’s hard to imagine; her performance seems flawless.

I had no idea that this film was going to be so funny! I was smiling and laughing almost the entire movie. This was truly some of the most fun I’ve ever had at the theater. I loved the scene where Don Lockwood (Gene Kelly) and Cosmo Brown (Donald O’Connor) are at a training session with a voice coach to prepare for Don’s upcoming “talkie” film. While I’m still not quite sure why they covered the voice coach with trash and furniture, I found their rhyming song charming. In fact, the entire film seemed to spew with charm. Lina Lamont (Jean Hagen), while beautiful, had the most nauseating voice. At one point in the film, when she squealed in her nasal tone, “Do they think I’m dumb or somethin’?!” a woman in the audience yelled, “Yes!” I went in assuming that people in the audience would sing along; however, the audience was fairly quiet, aside from laughter and clapping at the close of each major dance sequence. I have to say, as someone who doesn’t generally enjoy dance (it’s the Welsh in me!), I found this thoroughly entertaining. I was so impressed with the actors’ ability to stay synchronized with each other. I can only imagine how many times they had to shoot these scenes. (Debbie Reynolds complained in her interview that her shoes would often be bloody after repeating the dance sequences so many times each day during filming.)

There wasn’t a poster at the theater for SINGIN’ IN THE RAIN, but I thought this one had a similar spirit. “Gotta dance!”

Although some of the film seemed to be “filler,” it was all superbly entertaining. The “long veil” scene within the “Broadway Melody” number (while not really necessary to the film) was breathtaking. I can’t even imagine how long it took the crew and cast to nail it. Again, it seemed flawless.

I can’t say enough good things about this film. I am so grateful for the opportunity to see Singin’ in the Rain on the big screen; it has definitely found its way among my favorite films.

[Special thanks to Mallory at Pure Brand Communications and NCM Fathom for the tickets to this event!]

Robert Osborne “Playing Favorites”

What’s the next best thing to watching Robert Osborne on TCM?

Listening to him on Siriusly Sinatra on my hour drive home from work!

Robert Osborne has style … tell us something we don’t know, Sirius!

I’m not surprised to learn that Mr. Osborne has such good taste in music, considering he’s a demigod.

Some of his favorites include:

Jack Jones – “She Loves Me”

Frank Sinatra – “Here’s to the Band”; “Brooklyn Bridge”; “Style”

Fred Astaire – “Change Partners”

Aside from commenting on these artists and works, he also spoke of his brief stint as an actor, working with Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz!

Dear Mr. Osborne.

(with apologies to Judy Garland and co.)

♫♫ Dear Mr. Osborne, ♫♫
I am writing this to you
and I hope that you will read it so you know
My heart beats like a hammer
and I stutter and I stammer
whenever you’re on TCM to introduce another show-ing …
I guess I’m just another fan of yours
and I thought I’d write and tell you so–

You made me love you–
and it wasn’t hard to do it, it wasn’t hard to do it.
You made me love you–
and all the time you knew it, I guess you always knew it.
You made me happy, sometimes you made me glad.
But there were times, sir, you made me feel so sad.
You made me sigh, ’cause
I didn’t want to tell you, I didn’t want to tell you
I think you’re grand, that’s true!
Yes, I do–’deed I do–you know I do.
I must tell you what I’m feeling.
The very mention of your name
sends my heart reeling.
You know you made me love you!

Aw, gee, Mr. Osborne, I don’t want to bother you! Guess you got a lotta girls that tell you the same thing. And if you don’t want to read this, well, you don’t have to. But I just had to tell you about the first time I saw you on TCM, introducing Bachelor Mother in that smooth voice of yours! That was the first time I ever saw you, and I knew right then you were the nicest fella on television! I guess it was ’cause you acted so–well, so natural-like, like you were just inviting everyone into your living room to talk about the movies! Then last year you took some time off and I had to cry a little ’cause we all love you so much and we couldn’t have you for a while, not until November! And then one time I saw you in person. You were introducing Goldfinger at your Athens film festival, and you stood on that stage and smiled and waved–yeah! You smiled right at me as if you meant it, and I grinned all the way home just ’cause you smiled at me for sitting in that audience! Aw, I’ll never forget it, Mr. Osborne, honest. You’re my favorite television host by far!

I don’t care what happens, let the whole world stop.
As far as I’m concerned, you’ll always be the top!
♫♫ ’Cause you know you made me love you! ♫♫

Happy eightieth birthday, Bob!
Thank you for all that do! 

A classic time in Atlanta.

On Thursday night, Carrie and Nikki and I (along with our friend Brindha) converged in Atlanta for the TCM Road to Hollywood screening of Seven Brides for Seven Brothers (1954). Nikki arrived first and, despite the packed-to-the-gills house, was able to secure us seats in the third row on the right side of the stage. And it turned out that we had excellent seats, as host Robert Osborne emerged from the back of the auditorium and walked down the aisle, pausing in front of us for a moment before taking the stage.

A few minutes later, the film’s star, Jane Powell, skipped down the aisle, charming the entire audience with her vivacity and spirit. At 82 years young, Powell is still just as beautiful as in her Hollywood heyday, with a set of gams that instantly invoke envy (as she told us later, she owes her lithe figure to Pilates and walking the streets of New York City!).

After a short discussion, Osborne and Powell took questions from the audience, and then we settled in to watch the film. Granted, it wasn’t the best print of the film–the color was off in parts, and in several sections, the film actually skipped a few seconds. But overall, it was wonderful to see this musical staged on the big screen, where it belongs. And the audience really got into the movie, laughing uproariously and sometimes singing along to the songs or quoting favorite lines out loud. It made for a really interesting communal movie-watching experience–a rare thing these days, indeed.

The TC crew: Nikki, Carrie, and Brandie, with Jill

After the show, we were able to meet Jill (also known as “kittenbiscuits“), the talented blogger behind Sittin’ on a Backyard Fence and the new classic film site The Cinementals, where you can read Jill’s reflections on the Seven Brides experience.

Overall, it was a wonderful experience, and well worth the trip! Thanks to TCM for scheduling the Road to Hollywood series for those of us who cannot make the trip to the annual TCM Classic Film Festival in Hollywood in April. It brings a little bit of the glamour and excitement our way, and for that, we classic film fans can only be grateful.

Welcome back, Bob!

After a five-month hiatus, Robert Osborne, the Silver Fox of Classic Moviedom (wait, what do you mean, no one else calls him that?), is returning to the airwaves this Thursday (December 1st) as he resumes his hosting duties every night on Turner Classic Movies!

To say that Bob has been missed is a serious understatement. TCM without Robert Osborne is like Veronica Lake without her peekaboo hairdo, like Charlie Chaplin sans mustache, like Fred and Ginger minus dancing shoes. It’s just not RIGHT. So I’m thrilled that he will once again be plastered on the television screen for me to idolize and/or gawp at ad nauseum.

Carley over at The Kitty Packard Pictorial (one of my very favorite classic film folks, if I haven’t made that clear in the past) is joining forces with blogger Will McKinley to host a grand, online “Welcome Back!” party for Bob on Tumblr. Head on over to see how you can contribute your thoughts and “welcome back!” greetings for our venerable Robert O.!

I have never had the pleasure of actually meeting Bob in person, but I did attend his Athens, GA-based classic film festival in the spring of 2009 with Carrie and our friend Megan. I remember sitting in the auditorium, waiting for the screening of Goldfinger, and practically bouncing up and down in my seat, wondering when Robert Osborne would finally come out on stage. Carrie and Megan were greatly amused, to say the least.

When he finally did come out on stage, I think I clapped most of the skin off of my hands applauding him. This was before the man ever said a word! I promptly starting taking photos–I must have snapped him fifty times in the five minutes he spent talking about the festival and the movie we were about to see. And though the lighting in the auditorium was pretty bad, and I was sitting about three rows back from the stage, I still got some wonderful photos that night.

I had never seen Goldfinger before, so seeing it on the big screen for the first time–and having Robert Osborne standing not ten feet away, introducing the film in person–was an almost religious experience for me. I’ve never forgotten that night. I dream of one day getting the chance to meet him, face to face, and telling him just how important his work has been to me personally. It may sound cheesy to say this, but Bob has always reminded me of Indiana Jones, in a way. Only instead of fighting Nazis and traversing dank caves in the jungle to find artifacts, Robert Osborne strives to celebrate, remember, and preserve Hollywood history for posterity. And in my mind, his job is just as cool as Indy’s–and just as important.

Welcome back, Robert Osborne! May you never leave us again. Or (realistically speaking), may that day be many, many years ahead of us.

Love, Brandie

P.S. Despite the fact that, as you may have noticed, I actually have a category on this blog called “Marry me, Robert O.!,” I assure y’all, I am not a stalker.

No, really.

Pinky swear.

Thankful.

As a classic movie fan, what am I thankful for?

Well, for one, I am thankful for this man …

… who makes watching TCM even more of an absolute delight than it would be otherwise.

Speaking of the bestest cable channel EVARRRR … I am thankful that the Powers That Be at TCM continue to produce wonderful original programming (like the ongoing Movie Stars and Moguls series) along with showing the best films that the Golden Age has to offer. Thank you for not interrupting my classics with ten-minute long commercial breaks (ahem*AMC*ahem) selling the latest products to bulk up my bust line or keep my partner revving long into the night. And along those lines, I’m ever glad to see Netflix streaming some great classic films with their whole “watch it now” service. It’s the best ten bucks a month you could ever spend.

I’m especially thankful for my blog partners, Carrie and Nikki, who make this entire undertaking so much fun. Seriously–you should see some of the long-ass emails we shoot back and forth every week as we plan more shenanigans for this blog (actually, cancel that–nothing to see here, folks).

I am thankful for the opportunity to write about the ones I love (and–let’s face it–the ones who set my teeth on edge) every week on this blog. And I’m doubly thankful that we have made some great blog and Twitter friends over the past year. Yes, next week marks our one-year anniversary here at True Classics, and I’m so glad we’ve made it this far. It’s been a fantastic year here–I’ve seen more movies than ever before, we’ve been able to maintain a semi-regular posting schedule, and I have personally learned more than I can say about the world of classic film, especially from reading the amazing blogs listed to the left in our blogroll.

Thank you, fantabulous readers, for being nothing less than the epitome of bodaciousness (I think I just made up that word, but it still works). In the words of that brilliant dramatic actress of the screen, Lina Lamont, the fact that you read our ramblings every week “makes us feel as though our hard work ain’t been in vain for nothing.”

Have a happy Thanksgiving, everyone.

–Brandie  :)