Yesterday marked the 100th anniversary of the birth of the actress Veronica Lake. I can't call myself an expert on Lake -- I realized when I went to look last week that I'd only ever seen one film starring her, the classic Sullivan's Travels. (Mmmm Joel McCrea.) But that's not true any longer as I've now seen two of her films! I have now seen Preston Sturges' 1941 masterpiece on the American class system Sullivan's Travels, and I have now seen Brad F. Ginter's 1970 schlock slab of Hitlersploitation called Flesh Feast, which was Lake's final film. And I have written about it too -- click on over to The Film Experience to read my, uhh, stunned thoughts. But if anyone ever makes a movie about Veronica Lake they should one hundred percent make it about this stage of her life, that much I know for sure now.