Seminal Image #341

The Cheat
(Cecil B. DeMille; 1915)
An Ongoing Series of Cultural and Personal Observations
by Tom Sutpen, Stephen Cooke, Richard Gibson and Kimberly Lindbergs

Today's Adventure: In better days, Roscoe Arbuckle lines up a shot for an unknown film.
this was posted by Tomasso Sutpenno
for the series:
Adventures in American Filmmaking

Sid Vicious feeds himself.
(believe me, for this guy such a prosaic act represented real achievement)

Today's adventure: Federico Fellini clowns around on the set of 8 1/2 with Marcello Mastroianni and Anouk Aimee in 1963.

George Best, the titan of Manchester-United, the hard-living Joe DiMaggio of Footballers, has passed.
This obituary comes from the BBC
(extravagant thanks to Our Man in London, Richard Gibson, for this image)

Today's Adventure: Josef von Sternberg explains inchoate longings on the set of
Der blaue Engel (The Blue Angel) (1930)
this was posted by Tomasso Sutpenno
for the series:
Adventures in American Filmmaking,
Adventures in European Filmmaking

Constance Cummings. with Harold Lloyd in Movie Crazy. (1910-2005)
Whether in tragedy, farce, comedy or melodrama, Cummings, the daughter of a Seattle lawyer and a concert soprano, seldom failed to surprise. From being what a London critic, in 1934, called "a film star who can act", she learned, under her husband's direction, how to play (as James Agate put it) "anything from pitch-and-toss to manslaughter."Cummings had an astonishing early career in the pre-code days of Hollywood, appearing in the best of Harold Lloyd's sound pictures, Movie Crazy, as well as working with Frank Capra in American Madness and Howard Hawks in The Criminal Code. Celebrated at the time, but little-seen today, was her role in Broadway Through a Keyhole, a thinly disguised portrait of the marriage of Al Jolson and my fellow Dartmouthian, Ruby Keeler, starring Cummings and crooner Russ Columbo. Reportedly, Jolson was so outraged at the portrayal, he punched out its screenwriter Walter Winchell.
-from Constance Cummings' obit in The Guardian

Jean Cocteau and Kon Ichikawa
(muchas gracias to Jeff Duncanson for this image)

From The New Movie Album: An Autographed Who's Who of the Screen (1931)
"By birth I should have been a farmer, by early training a steel worker and by later inclination a lifeguard, for I was born in Kansas City, Missouri; educated in Pittsburgh, and now find that I would rather sit on a beach in the sun than anything else, except travel. And a great deal of money can be saved by just sitting in the sun.
I am an actor by design. It all came about very deliverately. For I have yet to win a beauty contest and my chance to be a film extra suddenly discovered by an alert casting director is past.
To become an actor, I went to New York, after a certain number of years spent in Pittsburgh, and entered the American Academy of Dramatic Art. My diploma from that impressively named school put me to work in 'The Ne'er Do Well,' at the Lyric Theatre. That was my first professional engagement.
Since that time there have been many of them, for I have played in stock in many cities. My first picture was 'Sherlock Holmes' with John Barrymore. That was in 1923. Since then, there have been many of them. My next will be 'New Morals,' made by Paramount, to home I long have been under contract."
-William Powell

Tricky Relaxes Before Doing Some Owl Worshipping at Bohemian Grove (1970)

Folk musicians (circa 1900)
I found this photo at an antique fair in Union, Maine (which also happens to be the birthplace of Moxie). Judging by the homemade balalaika on the right, I'm guessing that some, if not all, of these men are immigrants, who've come to Maine to work in the busy logging industry, but also came together to make music during their down time. Of course, I could be completely wrong (see the Preston Sturges/Howard Hughes photo), but it sounds like a good story.

"When the heart grieves over what it has lost, the spirit can rejoice over what it has left."
-- Source Unknown
Just walking in the rain
Getting soaking wet
Torturing my heart by trying to forget
Just walking in the rain
So alone and blue
All because my heart still remembers you
People come to their windows,
They always stare at me
Shaking their heads in sorrow
Saying, Who can that fool be
Just walking in the rain
Thinking how we met
Knowing things have changed
Somehow I can't forget.

Love Peddler
(by Joe Weiss)
(Beacon Books; 1957)
(muchas gracias to the inimitable Richard Gibson for this image)

He took the guitar and turned it into a tool of the devil. His instrumental Rumble was banned by radio stations for sounding "too menacing". He had a steely gaze and a mastery of twang. A giant among guitarists, Link Wray is dead. Please rise for a moment of feedback.
“If I could go back in time and see any band, it would be Link Wray and the Raymen.” - Neil Young

"It is the nature of desire not to be satisfied, and most men live only for the gratification of it."
-- Aristotle