I am at the tits-end of a cold.
…Have been fighting to keep it at bay before it really takes hold. This means “down time.” A lot.
…To keep from mental suicide, this also means lots of movies, while googling about the people in the movies, to satisfy the “muti-tasking” gene.
…Which is when you do things (for instance) like watch “From Here To Eternity,” and really realize on Bluray how TOTALLY BUILT Burt Lancaster is, in that beach scene…so you (naturally) google more pics of him. Which brings up a hot one of him and Ava Gardner. Which is when you click to go to that article publishing the picture. Which is when you read how that was from his first film, “The Killers,” during which he began an affair with Gardner, directly after (Mom, just “la-la-la” to yourself here) getting a hard-on while filming the love scene, which the crew therefore totally made fun of.
…So naturally, you need to find that damn movie. Online. NOW. And watch it.
…And for the first time (prob’ly ever), you get TOTALLY irritated because the movie DARES to have “plot” and things before Ava even turns up (38 minutes and 13 seconds into the movie…and THEN, it is only even her back.)
…But eventually: the scene arrives.
…And it delivers.
(And so does the twist ending.)
…And you go back to the internets for more “scoop”…eventually stumbling over that one site where you can plug in your face and see who your celebrity doppelganger is, based on general features n’ junk.
…Which is when you get this idea about plugging in random show pics to see just how good you are at this whole chameleon-character-actor thing.
…Which makes you laugh so hard, that you have a coughing fit and almost pee your pants as a result.
…Which is when you decide that you should share the wealth.
…Even though it means people in the blogosphere will know what you look like (even if you are nameless to all but your privately selected FB friends.)
So: fine.
Here are my doppelgangers (according to character type.)
Personally, I think a 1930′s German Spy totally looks like this chick (whoever the hell she is.)
And naturally a Nun would closely resemble Eva Peron.
Amy Winehouse with a generous helping of Ozzy’s genes in there? You bet.
…And when I think Jewish mother in the Holocaust…Christina totally is the 1(00,000,000,000th) person I think of, dunno ’bout you.
…Just like nothing says “Beaver” more than Leslie Caron (enter French Beaver jokes, here.)
You guys need to know that should you ever need a singing Cockney Prostitute: Jenna Elfman in your dame.
…And NOTHING screams tea-party-right-wing-Mamet-horror, like a social activist and “L-Word” actress.
…Which is only slightly confusing…cuz if you actually WANT a lesbian, you should aim for casting a Hilton…
…But if you want a Celebutant, rich-bitch, flapper, go with REAL class: Mae West. (She comes with one-liners and talent.)
When I think of a 40′s New York Undercover Cop…I always assume it will be cast with a French model…
…Whereas NO ONE says “first lady of the American stage” like…Winona Ryder?
I kinda like that Mina Harker could be a Bollywood star in another life (hell, she has infinity of time by the end, so why not?)
…And bitchy Jane Austen antagonists ALWAYS should be played by actors with three names (more room to take up on the marquee.)
…But above ALL…my MOST favorite, is that a saucily randy Shakespearean Lady’s maid equals a noir love-making queen…
…Which brings us back full circle to the story about how one night? I had this crap cold and was watching “From Here to Eternity”…and noticed for the first time how TOTALLY BUILT Burt Lancaster is. So, naturally…I started to google more pictures of him, and I found this one really hot one…
…With Ava Gardner.
The End.
~D
