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TINTYPE TUESDAY: Peeking Behind the Curtain of THE WIZARD OF OZ!

♦ February 16, 2016 ♦ 8 Comments

Welcome to another edition of TINTYPE TUESDAY! This week, we’re off to see The Wizard of Oz—and you won’t believe what was going on behind that curtain. The tornado in Kansas was nothing compared to the blizzard of cast and crew changes—not to mention the many mishaps, including a couple of near-fatalities. Even Toto didn’t escape …

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New Feature: TINTYPE TUESDAYS!! Fun Classic Movie Pix for That In-Between Day

♦ September 1, 2015 ♦ 2 Comments

We all have our little tricks to get through Monday, and Wednesday is Hump Day, and by Thursday we can see the weekend peering over the hill… but what of Tuesday? To throw a little love to the neglected almost-middle child of the week—which we’re supposed to muddle through without, well, anything—Sister Celluloid is launching a …

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Guilty Pleasures, Sleepers and (Way Too Much) Stuff About Me: It’s Liebster Time

♦ July 6, 2015 ♦ 10 Comments

The wonderful Lea at Silent-ology has tapped me for a Liebster Award! Liebster, by the way, is from the German for dear, sweetheart or darling—three words that perfectly suit Lea, and that show up in old movies a lot. The award is sort of a way to celebrate kindred spirits in the online community and help us all get …

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50 Classic Film Scenes in Black and White: The Original Fifty Shades of Grey

♦ March 1, 2015 ♦ 6 Comments

Had enough of the hype surrounding Fifty Shades of Grey, which has now made the transition from the page to the screen, much the way an awful cold might progress into pneumonia? Wondering why a dreadful hack writer seems to think she invented sex? And let’s not even talk about the shameless worship of expensive stuff, which, let’s face it, is …

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Myrna and Clark: A (Platonic) Love Story

♦ September 29, 2014 ♦ 6 Comments

“We became devoted to each other. We weren’t lovers, we eventually became more like siblings. Our relationship was unique. Oh, he sometimes gave me the macho routine when people were watching, but he changed when we were alone. “We always used to celebrate together at the end of a picture. Clark insisted on it. Maybe …

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