Ricardo Cortez-Helen Twelvetrees "Su hombre" (Her man) 1930, de Tay Garnett.
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JULIE DOING “STUFF” WITH FAMOUS PEOPLE (14th post in the series)
Is. This. Real??? Just saw this publicity pose of Julie with Lana Turner from the POSTMAN ALWAYS RINGS TWICE above. Nothing to see here except two amazingly beautiful people! SIZZLING!
Above looks like the actors are reacting to some fun information from their director, Tay Garnett.
Julie is shown on the OUT OF THE FOG set with director, Anatole Litvak and costars John Qualen and Thomas Mitchell.
Litvak watches as Julie and Ida Lupino practice a scene for the same film. Although he is looking suave and smooth above, this was Julie’s MOST dastardly characterization.
A few years before he was unjustly called to testify, Julie is pictured above with Hollywood colleagues following a congressional session probing communist activities. Shown from left: writer-director, Paul Stewart; writer, Phillip Epstein; actor, Uta Hagen; Julie; actor, Bernice Parks; dancer, Paul Draper; producer, Oscar Serlin; and writer, Julius Epstein.
Shelley Winters shares a laugh as Julie picks her up in the pool on set for his last film, HE RAN ALL THE WAY. I don’t think either of them laughed in any of the scenes in this tense noir.
Another example of “no laughing matter” in a scene from the same movie. Julie’s pictured with Norman Lloyd. Lloyd’s character didn’t care if Julie had a bad hunch that day.
Director, John Houston confers with Julie and Gilbert Roland on the set of WE WERE STRANGERS.
Tyrone Power greets Julie with a handshake. Too bad Power is blinking. His performance in the original NIGHTMARE ALLEY was powerful, although the Bradley Cooper remake packed a punch too.
Julie sits next to Marlene Dietrich at a ballgame in Los Angeles on Sept. 8, 1943. To Dietrich’s left among others are Jean Babin, Ginny Sims, Jinx Falkenberg and Ann Rutherford.
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Lana Turner and John Garfield in The Postman Always Rings Twice (Tay Garnett, 1946)
Cast: Lana Turner, John Garfield, Cecil Kellaway, Hume Cronyn, Leon Ames, Audrey Totter, Alan Reed, Jeff York. Screenplay: Harry Ruskin, Niven Busch, based on a novel by James M. Cain. Cinematography: Sidney Wagner. Art direction: Randall Duell, Cedric Gibbons. Film editing: George White. Music: George Bassman.
It's one of the most memorable entrances in movies. Actually, her lipstick enters first, rolling across the floor toward him. She is Cora Smith and he is Frank Chambers, the man her husband has just hired to work in their roadside café/filling station. But more important, she is Lana Turner, one of the last of the products of the resources of the studio star factories: lighting, hair, makeup, wardrobe, and especially public relations. And he is John Garfield, one of the first of a new generation of Hollywood leading men, trained on the stage, and with an urban ethnicity about him: His vaguely presidential nom de théâtre thinly disguises his birth name, Jacob Julius Garfinkle. The pairing shouldn't work: She's a goddess, not an actress, whom the publicists had turned into "the Sweater Girl" while claiming that she had been discovered at a drugstore soda fountain. He was the child of Ukrainian-born Jews and grew up on the Lower East Side, trained as a boxer and studied acting with various disciples of Stanislavsky. But the chemistry is there from the moment Frank picks up Cora's lipstick and the camera surveys her from toe to head: white shoes, tan legs, white shorts, tan midriff, white halter top, blond hair, white turban. She reaches out her hand for the lipstick, but he doesn't move, so she comes over and gets it. It's one of the many power plays that will take place between them. The rest is one of the great film noirs, from a studio that didn't usually make them, MGM. In fact, the studio head, Louis B. Mayer, hated it, which is always a good recommendation: He hated Sunset Blvd. (Billy Wilder, 1950), too. (Mayer's tastes ran to Jeanette MacDonald-Nelson Eddy operettas and the Andy Hardy series.) It's the only really memorable movie directed by Tay Garnett, so I suspect a lot of credit goes to the screenwriters, Niven Busch and Harry Ruskin, and to their source, James M. Cain's overheated novel. Cain also wrote the novels that were the basis of two other famous noirs: Double Indemnity (Billy Wilder, 1944) and Mildred Pierce (Michael Curtiz, 1945), so the screenwriters and the director had some powerful examples to follow.
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