The Hollies
Blowing in the Wind
Great Classic Dylan Song
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Thursday, February 11, 2016
Wednesday, February 10, 2016
Play Misty For Me:
Clint Eastwood in One of His Worst Acting Movies
By Lynn A. Granata
Okay, why would a guy like David Garvey want to shoo a female admirer away in the first place? Does he really find her to be that repulsive? Not bad for a guy who has no interest but yet accepts the expensive groceries that she just had the generosity to bring to his empty refrigerator.
My opinion of his character in Play Misty for Me is that Eastwood acts as nothing more than a mindless brute. He ought to be ashamed of himself. Jessica Walters who plays the admirer is stunning in her acting ability if not outstanding. I feel sorry for her character, Evelyn. Likewise as the movie's arch villain, she tends to become more and more vilified as the film progresses.
But, if you were being treated like her, wouldn't you as well? She was treated worst than a garbage dumpster. "Oh, why did you just come in here traipsing around?" "What if this was a business meeting being conducted?" Or more hurtfully asking her "what if I had had some female company here?" "Now think how that would look, with you coming in here with the grocery bags?"
If Evelyn was mentally unstable as they have portrayed her to be in this film, why would she continue to take his insults and lack of interest as a clue to stay away from him in the first place? Apparently as she draws closer to David Garvey the more he recoils. Her feelings are literally being trampled on with each act of kindness she conjures up toward him. He is a mean and arrogant phony macho fool in this film and makes nothing more than a jerk out of himself.
Now, I am not saying that he should make believe that she doesn't bother him at all, and become romantically involved with her just so she wouldn't feel bad. What I am saying is that he should have been less crude and dysfunctional toward her. Evelyn is a borderline personality which means that she can't stand being alone, and feels insecure whenever she is alone. Garvey shouldn't have given Evelyn the come on if he was already involved with another woman in a relationship. So, who's fault was it? His, his and his fault.
Tuesday, February 9, 2016
Monday, February 8, 2016
Susan Atkins:
Bad Girl
Found Love and Bliss
She Never Deserved--EVER
By Lynn A. Granata
Whenever I happen to come across a story such as this one that I am about to tell you, I get a sinking feeling like no other.
Susan Atkins, as many of us in the 50 year old + age category, give or take a few years on/off, knows that she was the witch who massacred Sharon Tate, Abigail Folger, and other innocent people in a Hollywood Hills mansion owned by a famous and talented film director at the time, Roman Polanski. Polanski was also married to the beautiful 1960's actress Sharon Tate.
It's not fair to mention Susan Atkin's association in this grisly crime without also including the infamous Charles Manson as well.
Mansion was the ringleader in this bevy of heinousness. He ordered several of his followers, the aimless hippy runaway girls especially Susan Atkins as his right hand assistant in carrying out his dirty work. Manson was a born loser. He was the son of a low-life prostitute and had many run-ins with the law as a youth and had spent most of his youth in juvenile detention centers. He was a tinker by trade, meaning that he'd try his hand at anything where he could get something for nothing, where he could take advantage of others-then which led to him getting his cowardly ass-kicked time and time again. He would weasel his way into, for instance, a famous rock star's house (Dennis Wilson of the Beach Boys) and pretend that he was looking for a recording contract, then commit armed robbery.
Enter James Whitehouse
Susan Atkins was incarcerated at the Woman's facility of San Quentin State Prison in San Francisco, CA. She had plea-bargained back in 1971 during the Manson trials and received life in prison w/o the possibility of parole in exchange for the death penalty. The murders took place in August of 1969.
By the 1990's, Susan Atkins was up for release from prison on account of good behavior. James Whitehouse, a Harvard Law School graduate and now criminal defense attorney, became Atkin's lawyer and but then something else very strange and creepy as well, her lover, then husband!
She killed people and yet found love? Doesn't make any sense does it? I had figured her to die in a solitary confinement cell, without never knowing what love truly is. Where's the justice?