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christianbalefanatic · 10 days

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Christian Bale photographed by Robert Ashcroft seen in Parade Magazine (2008)

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mametupa · 3 days

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#The 39 Steps #classics #Alfred Hitchcock #Richard Hannay #Margaret Crofter #Robert Donat #Peggy Ashcroft

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streamondemand · 7 months

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Alfred Hitchcock's 'The 39 Steps' on Max and Criterion Channel

The 39 Steps (1935), Alfred Hitchcock’s first great romantic thriller, smoothly plays the “wrong man” gambit with the light, black-humored grace that would reach its apex in North by Northwest. Robert Donat stars as Richard Hanay, an affable Canadian tourist in London who becomes embroiled in a deadly conspiracy when a mysterious spy winds up murdered in his rented flat and both the police and a…

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#1935 #Alfred Hitchcock #Blu-ray #Charles Bennett #Criterion Channel #DVD #Godfrey Tearle #Ian Hay #John Buchan #John Laurie #Lucie Mannheim #Madeleine Carroll #Max #Peggy Ashcroft #Robert Donat #The 39 Steps #VOD

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letterboxd-loggd · 1 year

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The 39 Steps (1935) Alfred Hitchcock

December 3rd 2022

#the 39 steps #1935 #alfred hitchcock #robert donat #madeleine carroll #lucie mannheim #godfrey tearle #peggy ashcroft #john laurie #frank cellier #wylie watson #helen haye #the thirty-nine steps

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dec0mposing · 10 months

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The Astounding She-Monster (1957)

#film #1950s #1957 #Shirley Kilpatrick #Robert Clakre #ronald v. ashcroft #b grade #horror #sci fi

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inmyworldblr · 2 years

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Peggy Ashcroft and Robert Donat in "The 39 Steps" (1935)

#peggy ashcroft #dame peggy ashcroft #robert donat #alfred hitchcock #the 39 steps #films #movies #cinema

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moviesandmania · 2 months

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THE GHOST WRITER Reviews of mystery horror with trailer and US release date

‘Keep telling yourself it’s only a story’ The Ghost Writer is a 2022 British mystery horror film about a struggling author who plagiarises his deceased father’s undiscovered last novel, unleashing the demons of his dad’s past that he must overcome or be haunted by for the rest of his life. Directed and co-produced by Paul Wilkins from a screenplay co-written with Guy Fee. Produced by Nigel Galt.…

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#2022 #Andrea Deck #Brendan Patricks #British #Laura Ashcroft #Luke Mably #Matthew Jure #movie film #mystery horror #Paul Wilkins #review reviews #Robert Portal #The Ghost Writer #trailer

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perfettamentechic · 2 years

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14 giugno … ricordiamo …

14 giugno … ricordiamo … #semprevivineiricordi #nomidaricordare #personaggiimportanti #perfettamentechic

2021: Lisa Banes, Lisa Lou Banes, attrice statunitense nota per oltre 80 ruoli cinematografici e televisivi, nonché per apparizioni teatrali a Broadway e altrove. Nei film, è apparsa in Cocktail (1988), Freedom Writers (2007), Gone Girl (2014) e come Hollis in A Cure for Wellness (2016). Banes viveva a Los Angeles. Era sposata con Kathryn Kranhold. Banes è stata investita da uno scooter morendo…

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daemyradaily · 1 year

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Matt Smith & Emma D’Arcy photographed by Robert Ashcroft.

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quillaffinity · 9 months

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Hi! Do you have a web weave about sudden friendship breakup??

Your creations are really touching and poetic (that I’m so inspired of I might just become a poet)

Thank you so much!! Stay safe and take care<333

and with you, my heart

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if i loved you like a lover i think, then, my tears wouldn't hurt so much - my former friend

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??? / elio caccavale, richard ashcroft, queen mary, university of london, michael reiss, institute of education, university of london's xenotransplant, from the hybrids: towards a new typology of beings and, animal products project my bio xenotransplant (prototype) / trista mateer / francis alÿs's study for the last clown, déjà-vu / caroline kole, "ex best friend" / jodi picoult / stephen vitiello's my blue sky - samuel beckett's grave, paris; catacombs under paris; marfa mix; canal street - grand central - bronxville (paper tubes, drone, and pocket knife) / sally rooney / robert barry's people, art and places / isaac julien's ten thousand waves / ??? / taylor swift, "peace" / thomas schütte's untitled from united enemies, a play in ten scenes / anne sexton

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mommys-gurl · 11 months

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As the eldest of three boys, I was the first to be sent to boarding school. I didn't mean to get in trouble but after weeks of being goaded by some of the other boys, I reached the end of my tether and attacked them. Little did I know that the punishment for gross misconduct meant I'd be debreeched, and on instruction from the parents of one of the boys I'd attacked, I was eventually to be expelled from the school. With my tuition and lodging fees paid up front, I remained at the boarding school until the end of the academic year, at which point, my mother came to collect me.

Having not worn male attire for several months, I felt perfectly at home in my frocks & heels and the defamatory and derogatory comments from the breeched boys I dismissed like water off a duck's back... but the prospect of returning home like this sent shivers down my spine. My younger brothers, Charles and Edward, have always looked up to me, but how could I face them now? And Mrs Ashcroft, the housekeeper, and her daughter Rose, the maid, and Mr Ashcroft, the groundskeeper... what will they think should I return home in frocks? My mind was racing as I strolled with my mother, through the gardens and back to my dorm.

Debreeched boys are kept separate from the breeched boys, yet our paths cross often enough throughout the day. Debreeched boys are denied all academic studies and are instead tutored only in needlepoint, etiquette, elocution, poetry and prose. Our free time is spent doing needlework or picking and arranging flowers, pressing them too, except on Sundays when we attend chapel and Sunday school with the other, breeched boys. They know not to taunt us too much otherwise they too shall be debreeched... yet taunt us they do, when they can get away with it.

"Did you enjoy your stroll Miss Robert?" the dorm mistress asked as I entered.

"Yes thank you mistress." I replied, habitually dropping a curtsey as expected. "This is my mother." I added.

"Yes." the dorm mistress replied. "We've already been acquainted, Miss Robert." she said. "I've had his things packed Mrs Westenstall." she told my mother, gesturing to a large trunk beside my bed.

"Thank you." my mother replied, casting her eyes around my corner of the four bed dormitory. "You'll need your plaque... Miss Robert." she said as her eyes landed on the plaque above my bed. I hung my head, gathered my skirts and stood on the mattress to reach it.

"I'll fetch a couple of boys to take your trunk to the car." the dorm mistress stated.

My mother took the plaque and had a closer look. It's elegantly embroidered by myself with the humbling words 'Miss Robert' in an ornate font with a floral border, set behind glass and framed in oak. "This will hang over your bedroom door." she told me.

"But I share with Charles and Edward, Mother." I reminded her, visualising our large bedroom.

"Mrs Ashcroft has prepared the box room for you." she replied.

"But why Mother?!"

"It wouldn't be proper for two boys to share a room with you now, would it?"

"But I'm not a girl, Mother!"

She looked me up and down. "The clothes make the man." she said. "You may not be a girl but you are a 'miss', Robert." she stated. "Remind yourself of that fact every day when you lace yourself into your corset."

Footsteps drew my attention. The dorm mistress returned with two boys, but not just any two boys... it was Ralph and Bertie whom had goaded me into losing my temper and attacking them. Bertie's nose will forever bear the signs of my angered fist. "Will you carry Miss Robert's trunk down the car?" the dorm mistress instructed. "She's leaving us today." she informed them. "But her mother as assured me that Miss Robert has a long way to go before she earns herself a pair of breeches."

A wry smile crossed both boy's faces as they picked up the trunk, before looking me up and down and carrying it out. It's bad enough being referred to as 'Miss Robert' all the time, but hearing myself referred to as 'she' and 'her' was somehow even more humiliating.

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krrakoak · 11 months

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courtney eaton

faites pas gaffe au style désordonné, c’est une petite fournée hommage à un perso que je n’ai pas développé suffisamment à mon goût :(

credits : https://www.rawpixel.com/ / robert ashcroft

#courtney eaton #courtney eaton avatars #yellowjackets #lottie matthews #de nouveau obsédée par cette série krkrkrrk #je suis trop active d'un coup ça me fait tout bizarre #avatars 640x400

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aops-blog-sandrine241 · 3 months

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Britney Spears photographed by Robert Ashcroft for the NFL Kickoff in 2003

#britney spears #britney #britneymyheart

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newyorkthegoldenage · 2 years

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The Algonquin Round Table Onstage

One hundred years ago today, on April 30, 1922, members of the Algonquin Round Table rented the 49th Street Theater for the evening and invited their friends to a satirical revue called No Siree. Its name was a takeoff on that of an immensely popular revue called La Chauve-Souris. Each performer chose his or her guests, ensuring an enthusiastic audience.

Heywood Broun was the MC. The first number was a parody of Eugene O’Neill’s plays Anna Christie and The Hairy Ape called The Greasy Hag (music by Arthur Samuels, played by Jascha Heifetz, no less). It featured an all-male chorus line of F.P.A. (Franklin P. Adams), Robert Benchley, Marc Connelly, George S. Kaufman, John Peter Toohey (a theatrical press agent), and Alexander Woollcott. The setting was up to the audience, multiple choice:

According to Connelly, the sketch included “a line so full of swear words that no one would quote it in mixed company” (the Twenties weren’t that far off from the Victorian Age).

The next number was He Who Gets Flapped, a not-so-subtle play on the title of a current drama called He Who Gets Slapped. It featured an original song by Dorothy Parker and Deems Taylor, “The Everlastin’ Ingenue Blues,” which included the lines

We are little flappers, never growing up, And we’ve all of us been flapping since Belasco was a pup. We’ve got the blues, we mean the blues, You’re the first to hear the devastating news. We’d like to take a crack at playing Lady Macbeth, But we’ll whisper girlish nothings with our dying breath. As far as we’re concerned, there is no sting in death We’ve got those everlasting ingénue blues.

It was sung by the 6’8” Robert Sherwood, in white flannels, blazer, and bowler, surrounded by petite chorus girls who included Tallulah Bankhead, Helen Hayes, Ruth Gillmore, Lenore Ulric, and Mary Brandon (whom Sherwood married later that year).

Above: Dorothy Parker in 1924 and Robert Sherwood in 1928.

Robert Benchley delivered a monologue (which was left off the program, to surprise the audience) that he had thought up in the cab on the way to the theater: a rambling, disjointed report delivered by an ill-prepared company treasurer at a meeting of the board of directors. It was so big a hit that it was filmed six years later, thus beginning a new career for Benchley in Hollywood. It was included, in modified form, in the 1943 film The Sky’s the Limit:

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Other highlights of the program included a spoof of popular playwrights Zoe Akins, called “Zowie, or the Curse of an Akins Heart,” and A.A. Milne, called “Mr. Whim Passes By.” After the show, cast and audience (i.e., their friends) went to a party at the home of Herbert Swope, the editor of the NY World (newspaper), who often played poker with members of the Round Table. It lasted till 4:00 a.m.

A review in the Times the next day called the show silly and amateurish, but a later critic theorized that it marked a turning point in the Vicious Circle, ending their apprenticeship phase and moving into more serious comedy.

Photos: Painting of the Algonquin Round Table by Milton Yarensky via the Great Neck Record; Dorothy Parker by Vandamm via NYPL; Robert Sherwood by Vandamm via Wikipedia; program from Ashcroft & Moore Auctions

#New York #NYC #vintage New York #1920s #Algonquin Round Table #April 30 #No Sirree #Robert Benchley #Dorothy Parker #Robert Sherwood #Heywood Broun #Franklin P. Adams #Marc Connelly #Jascha Heifetz #Milton Yarensky #Helen Hayes #Tallulah Bankhead #Herbert Swope

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kitewithfish · 10 months

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Wednesday Reading Meme for June 14 2023

What I’ve Read A Bride for the Prizefighter by Alice Coldbreath – This Victorian working class romance was rather charming – I got the rec from Reformed Rake, a podcast by a Tiktoker who blogs about Romance novels of many eras. I found the main character really convincing, smart, and kind – when Mina’s father dies, she meets her estranged half-brother who arranges a marriage for her to HIS estranged half-brother, William Nye, the son of his father’s mistress who became a prize fighter and runs an pub. It felt like the descriptions of Mina’s life in the pub and her connections to the staff working there were very natural – Mina is a ‘lady’ in the sense of having an innate sense of decency and the value of other human beings, and Nye has a backbone of kindness to him that comes thru his rough demeanor. I felt like this had, as the Reformed Rake podcast noted, some genre connections to the Gothic, which was right up my alley. Very good romance, you can really see WHY these people like each other.

Love for Sale bypoisonivory - (https://archiveofourown.org/works/29789145) – Roy Harper, Arsenal, is between jobs and ends up hooking up with Jason Todd, who just happens to have an apartment to lend him – it’s just a business deal. Right? This story is a bit of a soft sugar daddy vibe, it works for me, despite being rather a departure from how I think about Jason Todd.

What I’m Reading: The King in Yellow 25% -static – The next story up for me would be In the Court of the Dragon The Count of Monte Cristo – 9%

Babel – Xing Book Club – 53% - I was just thinking about how much the first part of this novel reminds me of Naomi Novik's Scholomance series, in that it feels like someone taking the challenge of Hogwarts seriously - what does it mean to be brought into a magical community from the outside? What are the real impacts of magic on the world? What are the economies of how magic works? And who does this world consider expendable? We have just gotten to the point where Babel's students are going to be forced to confront those questions outside of England as adults who have been raised to serve the powers of the Empire of Britain. It's brutal and great.

Kristeva Powers of Horror -back in the swing of things! Chapter 2 for the end of the month.

The Witch King - Martha Wells - p80 - Solid introduction, feels akin to Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation in some details but its also very much its own thing

What I’ll Read Next Book Club is going to need to pick some more books soon but until then I have a breather.

Library books: The last unicorn by Peter S. Beagle The way home : two novellas from the world of The last unicorn by Peter S. Beagle.

Unnatural magic by C.M. Waggoner. For the wolf by Hannah Whitten. Horror: a very short introduction by Darryl Jones.

The spear cuts through water bySimon Jimenez. Helpmeet by Naben Ruthnum.

The artist's reality : philosophies of art by Mark Rothko ; edited and with an introduction by Christopher Rothko. Into the Riverland by Nghi Vo Fun home : a family tragicomic by Alison Bechdel.

Owned and need to read: California Bones, Raven Song by IA Ashcroft, Kraken's Sacrifice by Katee Robert, Even Though I Know the End by CL Polk, At The Feet of the Sun by Victoria Goddard, Tamryn Eradani's Enchanting Encounters Books 2 and 3, Like Real People Do by EL Massey, Tom Stoppard, Invention of love, Smoke Gets in Your Eyes by Caitlin Doughty, "You Just Need to Lose Weight" and Other Myths about Fatness by Aubrey Gordon, Alisha Rai Partners in Crime, the Right Swipe

#wednesday reading meme

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Nicholas Evans, who has died aged 72 after a heart attack, was the unlikely author of the bestselling novel The Horse Whisperer (1995), which became a Robert Redford film. Unlikely because the book, set in Montana, was a first novel by a British television producer, and landmark because the book sold for a record price at auction, and justified its sale price.

Evans had previously left a successful position as number two to Melvyn Bragg on the South Bank Show, where he produced many of the flagship programmes of the television arts series, including profiles of Patricia Highsmith, John Le Carré, Laurence Olivier, Francis Bacon and, most crucially, the film director David Lean, who became a friend and wondered why Evans was making a film about him, and not something he wanted to do for himself.

Evans then co-produced and wrote a TV film, Murder By the Book (1987), about Agatha Christie and her character Hercule Poirot, played by Peggy Ashcroft and Ian Holm. He wrote three screenplay adaptations, but by 1993 a film project had fallen through and he found himself £65,000 in debt and diagnosed with a stomach melanoma.

Evans had begun writing a novel based on a story that he had been told by a Devon blacksmith, who used the term “horse whisperer” to describe someone with a gift for communicating with horses. Evans had gone to the US, to meet men who did this, thinking the story needed a western setting. “If you set a book in postwar or contemporary Britain, something shrinks,” he said. “It becomes parochial.”

He gave the manuscript of the book, half-finished with an outline of the remainder, to his friend the agent Caradoc King, who took it to the 1994 Frankfurt book fair, where it instigated a bidding war.

Dell bought the US rights for $3.15m, Bantam got UK rights for $537,000 and translation deals in Germany and Italy netted another million dollars. The film rights went to Robert Redford for another $3m because Evans saw Redford in the role of his hero, Tom Booker.

While this was happening, his melanoma was removed by surgery and his local bank manager, who had been demanding repayment of his overdraft, called and invited him to lunch.

The novel got mixed reviews, especially in the US. Virtually no critic could resist mentioning Evans’ advances; many also drew comparison with Robert James Waller’s The Bridges of Madison County. Evans himself acknowledged the influences of Cormac McCarthy, Ernest Hemingway and Jack London. The New York Times critic Michiko Kakutani called it “a sappy romance novel, gussied up with some sentimental claptrap about the emotional life of animals and lots of Walleresque hooey about men and women”.

But it shot to the top of the New York Times’ bestseller list, ranked No15 for the year despite being released in the autumn, and remains one of the bestselling novels of all time. Redford’s 1998 film, which starred the 14-year-old Scarlett Johansson as Grace, the teenager injured along with her prize horse, and Kristin Scott Thomas as her mother, who seeks out Redford’s Booker, and has an affair with him, did well but was not a huge hit.

Evans was born in Bromsgrove, Worcestershire, the son of Anthony, the sales director of a motor engineering company, and Eileen (nee Whitehouse). He was head boy at Bromsgrove school, and after a year teaching in Senegal for Voluntary Service Overseas, went to St Edmund Hall, Oxford to study law, where he met Jenny Lyon, his future wife, in their first week.

After taking a first-class degree, he started work as a journalist for the Evening Chronicle in Newcastle. In 1975, he started at London Weekend Television, first on Weekend World and then the London Programme, the broadcaster’s top current affairs show, before joining the South Bank Show as executive producer from 1982 to 1984.

After Murder By the Book, he adapted screenplays for the TV movies Acts of Betrayal (1988), about the IRA, and Secret Weapon (1990), the story of Mordechai Vanunu, the nuclear bomb whistleblower kidnapped by the Israelis and imprisoned for treason, and for the Julie Walters film Just Like a Woman (1992), based on Monica Jay’s novel about a transvestite’s romance with his landlady.

His second novel, The Loop (1998), brought a wolf biologist, Helen Ross, from Cape Cod into Yellowstone Park to cope with the reintroduction of wolves; pursued by a local lothario, she instead romances his 18-year-old son and cures his stutter. It sold 5m copies.

He followed this up with The Smoke Jumper (2001), whose titular protagonist is in love with his best friend’s wife, and who exiles himself as a war photographer. Next came The Divide (2005), about a wealthy New York couple who holiday in Montana, where the body of their eco-terrorist daughter is discovered frozen in the mountain ice.

Evans and Jenny divorced in 1998. He then married the singer-songwriter Charlotte Gordon Cumming. In 2008, while on a visit to Gordon Cumming’s brother’s estate in Scotland, Evans picked mushrooms for a family lunch. What he thought were ceps were instead highly poisonous webcaps. Evans, Gordon Cumming and her brother were all placed on kidney dialysis. Three years later, Evans’s heart began to suffer under the strain of dialysis, and his daughter Lauren provided him with a kidney; Gordon Cumming later received one donated from a friend.

At the time of the poisoning, Evans had almost finished his fifth novel, The Brave (2009), about a family’s hidden secrets.

When he began writing again, thinking for the second time he needed to finish writing before he died, he said the book changed direction. “I found new empathy with the characters ... it became more emotional,” he said. Gordon Cumming released an album of songs tied to the novel, and they campaigned together for kidney care and organ transplants.

The couple lived in a 14th-century manor house in Devon once owned by the film director Robert Bolt.

Evans is survived by Charlotte, their children, Finlay and Lauren, a son, Max, from his first marriage, and by Harry, his son from a relationship with the television producer Jane Hewland.

Nicholas Benbow Evans, writer and television producer, born 26 July 1950; died 9 August 2022

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