Because I noticed the other day that my local Hollywood Video for some reason has two copies of Buffalo Bill and the Indians: filmmaker, director of both Lillian Gish and Lindsay Lohan and a man who thought nothing of skinning up in front of a world leader, Robert Altman.
Isabelle Adjani in the Tenant.
And in her big scene with Klaus Kinski in Nosferatu.
UPDATE: Weird. Magic Alex was in the news yesterday.
From the Works in Progress column of the July-September 1952 Sight & Sound. It looks like Mary Pickford is about to direct a anti-Communist weepy and Preston Sturges is about to begin another Hutton comedy. Neither appeared. The Minnelli film came out with the title The Bad and the Beautiful and is well worth checking out.
On this day in Lohan history nothing much was happening but Linds was in the news regardless. The year was 2006 and Lindsay was hard at work training for her next box office success. In I Know Who Killed Me (which I really did mean to see but, like so many of her other films, I never got around to), Lindsay was to play a strip-tease type person (I don’t know) and her training consisted of spending five weeks working with actual strippers learning how to do whatever it is that they do—I’m assuming pole dancing and whatnot.
Thankfully another personal email to friends leaked to the gossip media and from it we are able to gain some interesting insight into Lindsay’s training routine and her attitude toward the dancers who she was working with. “They’re all whorez, they’re all whorez . . . xcept for some obviously! So . . . 3 hours of pole dancing and bruised. everywhere . . . I mean we’re talkin’ like, UPPER AND INNER THIGH ACTION-bruised . . . like a walking black-and-blue mark. I mean really though, really, I didn’t know it was actually possible to have bruises in such areas of the body. Strippers dude, I tell you, I really respect the cuntz now. . . I’m not gonna lie to ya.”
According to a report in the New York Post, a few weeks later Lindsay found herself in New York City strip club Scores and put what she learned to good use in front of four hundred paying customers. Lindsay also gave a speech to an assembly of strippers in a bathroom where she apologized for her “whorez” missive. She then spent three hours working the pole and supposedly remained sober the whole while— this was around the time when she would regularly be photographed sporting Alcoholics Anonymous badges. Obviously there are no pictures available of the Scores incident, but there are some pics of the UPPER AND INNER THIGH ACTION that she spoke of.
Modesty Blaise edition.
The other day I came upon an amazing find on ebay. For two dollars I got a 45 by the semi-obscure Chicago-based R&B act Baby Huey and the Babysitters. Baby Huey only released one LP, the misleadingly titled/posthumously released Living Legend (1971), and a handful of songs on a handful of 45s. The 45s are from the early 60s (or so I thought) when the band had yet to develop the sound that can be heard on the long player–the difference in sound is the equivalent of the difference between those early songs that Bowie released on Deram and the stuff he was doing in his Ziggy days. This guy seems to know something about the early singles but they don’t interest me much.
The record that I got is a single from the same time period as the release of the Living Legend LP. It has on it a track that was not included on the album or any of the CD reissues of it that I know of (making the most recent one something of a disappointment despite the great sound quality). The songs on the record are both covers of Curtis Mayfield’s Mighty Mighty (Spade and Whitey). For some reason the song is listed on the record as Mighty Mighty Children. The B side is the odd but fantastic version that is on Living Legend, but the A is a completely different, more straightforward version of Mighty Mighty without the little girl singing or the mention of Thunderbird (Christ what I wouldn’t do to get my hands on some of that stuff) or red beans and rice or ox tails. It does feature some amazing screaming from Baby Huey in the fade and can be heard here. For some reason the copy that I have is on Radio Active Gold records and not Curtom.
In other Babysitters news, their best song, Hard Times, can be heard in the trailer and film JCVD.
Also I have gotten confirmation that this band of squares have no affiliation whatsoever with the actual Babysitters. Imagine thinking you’re booking an evening of heavy, heavy funk and R&B for your party and instead this wedding band arrives.
Paul McCartney gets lifted at Mick Jagger’s wedding. Linda and Mary were also in attendance.