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  • Yo.

    Originally posted by Deadpool View Post
    I thought Maggie died sometime in the 90s.
    ............U mean before U were born??




    Tazer


    Originally posted by Andrew NDB
    Geoff Johns should have a 10 mile restraining order from comic books, let alone films.

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    • Originally posted by Tazer View Post
      Yo.



      ............U mean before U were born??




      Tazer
      Originally posted by IonFan
      (even if the ear sucking helped get me off faster)
      Originally posted by Big Daddy Caesar
      If I had things like the internet and a laptop as a kid, I never would have left my room as a teenager.
      Originally posted by Quaker
      I am the Geoff Johns of the GLCMB.

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      • http://www.miamiherald.com/2013/04/0...a-montiel.html

        Sara Montiel, a famed, sultry-voiced Spanish actress who became the first to also achieve Hollywood stardom, died Monday. She was 85.

        Her biographer, Peter Villora, said Montiel died at her home in Madrid after passing out. "She was both an actress and singer, but mainly an actress, fulfilling the dream of her life," Villora said.

        Montiel was born Maria Antonia Abad in Campo de Criptana in the central region of La Mancha. An acknowledged beauty with an almost husky singing voice, Montiel starred in more than 50 films, many of which were musicals.

        She married Anthony Mann, an American actor and film director, in 1957. But press reports, which Montiel never denied, claimed she had turbulent affairs with author Ernest Hemingway and actor James Dean.

        She became known for smoking Havana cigars on stage while singing, something that was at the time associated mostly with men. Montiel said it was Hemingway who taught her to smoke.

        After limited success in Spain, her career took off in Mexico in the late 1940s where she featured in successful Spanish language films such as "Carcel de Mujeres" (Women's Prison).

        From there she made the leap to Hollywood, where she soon attracted the attention of actors and directors. She played a supporting role in the legendary 1955 western "Vera Cruz" alongside actors Gary Cooper and Burt Lancaster.

        Her second U.S. film was the musical "Serenade," with tenor Mario Lanza and Joan Fontaine and Vincent Price as stars.

        "She was the Spanish star with the greatest international impact until the arrival of Javier (Bardem) and Penelope (Cruz)," Spanish actor Jose Sacristan said.

        Having found success in Mexico and the U.S., Montiel then earned star status in her native Spain with 1957's "El Ultimo Cuple" (The Last Couplet), which became one of the highest grossing movies in Spanish cinema history.

        The fee for her next film, "La Violetera" (The Violet Seller) netted Montiel more than $1 million, something unheard of for a Spanish star in those days.

        In the mid-1970s, Montiel gave up film work and dedicated herself to live musicals on stage and television.

        Montiel is survived by her daughter Thais and son Zeus.

        Read more here: http://www.miamiherald.com/2013/04/0...#storylink=cpy

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        • Yo.






          Tazer


          Originally posted by Andrew NDB
          Geoff Johns should have a 10 mile restraining order from comic books, let alone films.

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          • http://www.dreadcentral.com/news/654...ichard-brooker

            Extremely sad news has hit the internet regarding one of the finest actors to ever play the horror mega-icon Jason Voorhees. It's with a heavy heart that we have to say goodbye to Friday the 13th Part 3's Richard Brooker.

            The news started spreading like wildfire across Facebook moments ago, and we have confirmed with Brooker's management that it is indeed true. Richard was born in 1954 and was taken from us at an all too young age.

            Aside from being the very first actor to ever officially don the infamous hockey mask as Jason, Brooker also appeared in James Sbardellati's sword and sandal flick Deathstalker and many horror documentaries such as Never Sleep Again, His Name Was Jason, and the upcoming Crystal Lake Memories: The Complete History of Friday the 13th.

            Richard was also a staple on the convention scene and, as anyone who has met him can easily attest, one hell of a nice guy. He will be severely missed by fans and his many friends the world over.

            Thanks for the memories, sir. Godspeed.

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            • Noo! That sucks! Another piece of my childhood just died.

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              • Originally posted by Mister.Weirdo View Post
                http://www.dreadcentral.com/news/654...ichard-brooker

                Extremely sad news has hit the internet regarding one of the finest actors to ever play the horror mega-icon Jason Voorhees. It's with a heavy heart that we have to say goodbye to Friday the 13th Part 3's Richard Brooker.

                The news started spreading like wildfire across Facebook moments ago, and we have confirmed with Brooker's management that it is indeed true. Richard was born in 1954 and was taken from us at an all too young age...
                Aww. I met him (looks like I didn't get a good pic at the time ). He was pretty cool. We talked about whether the movie would get a 3D home release years before it happened on DVD.


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                • I really never expected him to be the first of the Jasons to go. I figured it'd be Ted White.

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                  • http://www.nytimes.com/2013/04/13/ar...ewanted=2&_r=0



                    Jonathan Winters, the rubber-faced comedian whose unscripted flights of fancy inspired a generation of improvisational comics, and who kept television audiences in stitches with Main Street characters like Maude Frickert, a sweet-seeming grandmother with a barbed tongue and a roving eye, died on Thursday at his home in Montecito, Calif. He was 87.

                    His death was announced on his Web site, JonathanWinters.com.

                    Mr. Winters, a rotund man whose face had a melancholy basset-hound expression in repose, burst onto the comedy scene in the late 1950s and instantly made his mark as one of the funniest, least definable comics in a rising generation that included Mort Sahl, Shelley Berman and Bob Newhart.

                    Mr. Winters was at his best when winging it, confounding television hosts and luckless straight men with his rapid-fire delivery of bizarre observations uttered by characters like Elwood P. Suggins, a Midwestern Everyman, or one-off creations like the woodland sprite who bounded onto Jack Paar’s late-night show and simperingly proclaimed: “I’m the voice of spring. I bring you little goodies from the forest.”

                    A one-man sketch factory, Mr. Winters could re-enact Hollywood movies, complete with sound effects, or create sublime comic nonsense with simple props like a pen-and-pencil set.

                    The unpredictable, often surreal quality of his humor had a powerful influence on later comedians like Robin Williams but made him hard to package as an entertainer. His brilliant turns as a guest on programs like “The Steve Allen Show” and “The Tonight Show” — in both the Jack Paar and Johnny Carson eras — kept him in constant demand. But a successful television series eluded him, as did a Hollywood career, despite memorable performances in films like “It’s a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World,” “The Loved One” and “The Russians Are Coming, the Russians Are Coming.”

                    Jonathan Harshman Winters was born on Nov. 11, 1925, in Dayton, Ohio, where his alcoholic father (“a hip Willy Loman,” according to Mr. Winters) worked as an investment broker and his grandfather, a frustrated comedian, owned the Winters National Bank.

                    “Mother and dad didn’t understand me; I didn’t understand them,” he told Jim Lehrer on “The NewsHour With Jim Lehrer” in 1999. “So consequently it was a strange kind of arrangement.” Alone in his room, he would create characters and interview himself.

                    The family’s fortunes collapsed with the Depression. The Winters National Bank failed, and Jonathan’s parents divorced. His mother took him to Springfield, where she did factory work but eventually became the host of a women’s program on a local radio station. Her son continued talking to himself and developed a repertory of strange sound effects. He often entertained his high school friends by imitating a race at the Indianapolis Motor Speedway.

                    A poor student, Mr. Winters enlisted in the Marines before finishing high school and during World War II served as a gunner on the aircraft carrier Bon Homme Richard in the Pacific.

                    After the war he completed high school and, hoping to become a political cartoonist, studied art at Kenyon College and the Dayton Art Institute. In 1948 he married Elaine Schauder, a Dayton native who was studying art at Ohio State. She died in 2009.

                    At the urging of his wife, Mr. Winters, whose art career seemed to be going nowhere, entered a talent contest in Dayton with his eye on the grand prize, a wristwatch, which he needed. He won, and he was hired as a morning disc jockey at WING, where he made up for his inability to attract guests by inventing them. “I’d make up people like Dr. Hardbody of the Atomic Energy Commission, or an Englishman whose blimp had crash-landed in Dayton,” he told U.S. News and World Report in 1988.

                    After two years at a Columbus television station, he left for New York in 1953 to break into network radio. Instead he landed bit parts on television and, with surprising ease, found work as a nightclub comic.

                    A guest spot on Arthur Godfrey’s “Talent Scouts” led to frequent appearances with Jack Paar and Steve Allen, both of them staunch supporters willing to give Mr. Winters free rein. Alistair Cooke, after seeing Mr. Winters at the New York nightclub Le Ruban Bleu, booked him as the first comedian ever to appear on his arts program “Omnibus.”

                    n his stand-up act, Mr. Winters initially relied heavily on sound effects — a cracking whip, a creaking door, a hovering U.F.O. — which he used to spice up his re-enactments of horror films, war films and westerns. Gradually he developed a gallery of characters, which expanded when he had his own television shows, beginning with the 15-minute “Jonathan Winters Show,” which ran from 1956 to 1957. He was later seen in a series of specials for NBC in the early 1960s; on an hourlong CBS variety series, “The Jonathan Winters Show,” from 1967 to 1969; and on “The Wacky World of Jonathan Winters,” in syndication, from 1972 to 1974.

                    Many of Mr. Winters’s characters — among them B. B. Bindlestiff, a small-town tycoon, and Piggy Bladder, football coach for the State Teachers’ Animal Husbandry Institute for the Blind — were based on people he grew up with. Maude Frickert, for example, whom he played wearing a white wig and a Victorian granny dress, was inspired by an elderly aunt who let him drink wine and taught him to play poker when he was 9 years old.

                    Other characters, like the couturier Lance Loveguard and Princess Leilani-nani, the world’s oldest hula dancer, sprang from a bizarre secret compartment of Mr. Winters’s inventive brain.

                    As channeled by Mr. Winters, Maude Frickert was a wild card. Reminiscing about her late husband, Pop Frickert, she told a stupefied interviewer: “He was a Spanish dancer in a massage parlor. If somebody came in with a crick in their neck he’d do an orthopedic flamenco all over them. He was tall, dark and out of it.”

                    One of Mr. Winters’s most popular characters, she appeared in a series of commercials for Hefty garbage bags, which also featured Mr. Winters as a garbage man dressed in a spotless white uniform and referring, in an upper-class British accent, to gar-BAZH. Johnny Carson kidnapped Made Frickert and simply changed the name to Aunt Blabby, one of his stock characters. Mr. Winters said that the blatant theft did not bother him.

                    Although Mr. Winters often called himself a satirist, the term does not really apply. In “Seriously Funny,” his history of 1950s and 1960s comedians, Gerald Nachman described him, a little floridly, as “part circus clown and part social observer, Red Skelton possessed by the spirit of Daumier.”

                    He was hard to define. “I don’t do jokes,” he once said. “The characters are my jokes.” At the same time, unlike many comedians reacting to the Eisenhower era, he found his source material in human behavior rather than politics or current events, but in him the spectacle of human folly provoked glee rather than righteous anger.

                    In 1961 Variety wrote, “His humor is more universally acceptable than any of the current New Comics, with the possible exception of Bob Newhart, because he covers the mass experiences of the U.S. common man — the Army, the gas station, the airport, etc.”

                    Mr. Winters did much of his best work in nightclubs, but he hated life on the road. In 1959 he suffered a nervous breakdown onstage at the Hungry I in San Francisco and briefly spent time in a mental hospital. Two years later he suffered another collapse, and soon after that he quit nightclubs for good. Between 1960 and 1964 he recorded his most-requested monologues for Verve on a series of albums, notably “The Wonderful World of Jonathan Winters,” “Here’s Jonathan” and “Jonathan Winters: Down to Earth.”

                    The conventional television variety show did not suit Mr. Winters, but film did not seem the right medium for him either. Scripts stifled him. “Jonny works best out of instant panic,” one of his television writers in the 1960s said. He thrived when he could ad-lib, fielding unexpected questions or pursuing spontaneous flights of fancy. In other words, he made a brilliant guest, firing comedy in short bursts, but a problematic host or actor.

                    In the ’70s and ’80s Mr. Winters was a frequent guest on “The Andy Williams Show,” “The Tonight Show” and “Hollywood Squares.” He played Robin Williams’s extraterrestrial baby son, Mearth, on the final season of “Mork & Mindy,” and he kept busy with voice-over work in animated television series and films. He also published a book of his cartoons, “Mouse Breath, Conformity, and Other Social Ills,” and a collection of whimsical stories, “Winters’ Tales.”

                    More influential than successful, Mr. Winters circled the comic heavens tracing his own strange orbit, an object of wonder and admiration to his peers. “Jonathan taught me,” Mr. Williams told the correspondent Ed Bradley on “60 Minutes,” “that the world is open for play, that everything and everybody is mockable, in a wonderful way.”

                    RIP! You’ll be missed; comedy won’t be the same without you.

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                    • Originally posted by Tazer View Post
                      Yo.






                      Tazer

                      BTW, that chick was CRAZY hot. Like pornstar hot. I love old B+W pictures of beautiful moviestars and other gorgeous women of the day.

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                      • Yo.

                        http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/0...n_3070910.html

                        Maria Tallchief Dead: New York Ballet Legend Dies At 88




                        Tazer


                        Originally posted by Andrew NDB
                        Geoff Johns should have a 10 mile restraining order from comic books, let alone films.

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                        • Ballet? Does that even qualify as news?!?

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                          • Yo.

                            she was Native American; how often do U typically hear about 1 of them in the news?!??

                            just paying respect where respect is due, given she was a 1st and all.........





                            Tazer


                            Originally posted by Andrew NDB
                            Geoff Johns should have a 10 mile restraining order from comic books, let alone films.

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                            • First of something that doesn't matter? If you said she was the first to open a casino I might have been impressed.

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                              • Yo.

                                well, thats to *U*; I could make similar arguments to a good number of the ppl we've (including myself) posted about in this thread if it were strictly judged on the terms of "wat matters to me", however I figured we had to have had SOMEBODY on this site who's got enuff culture in them to be able to respect the loss............




                                Tazer


                                Originally posted by Andrew NDB
                                Geoff Johns should have a 10 mile restraining order from comic books, let alone films.

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