Hello and Happy Monday to you all. I am writing this post to you from my couch, where I have more or less spent the last 100 days -- as of today actually 101 -- in isolation due to, you know, the plague. The ongoing plague I should add. I add "ongoing" because once I have finished writing this post I am to get off this couch, take a shower, get dressed, and then go climb onto the subway and go to my office for the first time in three months, all while there's still a plague happening. I am very nervous!
Anyway once I do get to my office -- if a panic attack doesn't strike me down beforehand, anyway -- I'm not sure what sort of a "work day" it will be, so posting might be kind of erratic. After three months there are probably i's that need their dots and t's that need their little lines slashed violently through their necks. So y'all just enjoy these shots of the actor Vincent Cassell in the 2018 movie The Great Mystical Circus until I can reappear -- poof, voila! -- is my point. This is gonna be a weird ass day.
"For me it's always Strangers on a Train that I thought of when I saw her. She's charming in Stage Fright but Strangers was the best role she had... It is too bad she didn't act more since she had a sure comic touch. But she can't be faulted for choosing to concentrate on raising her family, especially since she was always so willing to share her memories of her parents at any time.."
--- That's reader Joel memorializing an MNPP Forever Fave with the death of Patricia Hitchcock, daughter to Alfred & Alma and an always welcome screen-presence that we totally adored. Chubby Bannister Forever!