Here you see Madge Rapp, the murderer of Victor's wife and also of his friend George. Madge is a woman like a demented terrier, as played with great vitality by Agnes Moorhead. I think I am exaggerating here, and she didn't actually kill George with his clarinet, but with a trombone. George is portrayed as an obliging fellow, so possibly he offered Madge, a woman half his size, a stool to stand on while she beat him to death. Madge, Madge - your 12 foot tall satin curtain has seen too much, and is shortly to hurl you from your own window when you attempt to hide behind it.
At least, if you believe Victor. He ends up in a white dinner jacket dancing with Irene in a club in Peru. Is he able to afford well-tailored white dinner jackets because he is making a living as a hit man? We'll never know.
Can you finish this sentence for tomorrow's opening scene "Last night I dreamed..."
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"Last night I dreamed I was Agnes Moorehead firing the cannon in the 1812 Overture."
(not really, but I thought it followed well on her beating a man to death with a tuba.)
The expression on your Agnes is priceless, Susan. And the foot stance, also.
Best from Graulhet.
"Last night I dreamed I was a woman like a demented terrier" - (+ I must say, a most refreshing dream it would have been...)
Of course, it's the dreamed that's problematic.
"Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again. It seemed to me I stood by the iron gate leading to the drive, and for a while I could not enter, for the way was barred to me."
Or
"Last night I dreamt
That somebody loved me
No hope, no harm
Just another false alarm"
Ok, I'm guessing.
Last night I dreamed my costume designer was Bernard Newman.
Last night I had the strangest dream
I ever dreamed before
I dreamed the world had all agreed
To put an end to war
I dreamed I saw a mighty room
The room was filled with men
And the paper they were signing said
They'd never fight again
Simon & Garfunkel
Not strictly true to your sentence nut you reminded me of this song and my friends punk band (Alcohol Licks) cover it so beautifully....
the red detail ... get's so cold with the purple , and the green far way ....
and the white drawing ... did you think about hte colours too ?
...of a turnip salad." No not really; and everything is better in black and white.
...........I Saw Saint Augustine...........????
Mum & Ger - Love the extemporaneous takes
Titus- got it on the first try.
Jasmine- I would like to hear a punk cover of a Simon and Garfunkel song
Caio - the curtain choice was limited, the only fabric of the right texture is what I used for the lining of the patchwork coat you see in the profile picture.
Tom & Tony - Thanks for having thoughts provoked.
Titus got it and I never would have tho' I've seen "Rebecca" many times. Titus must be a true movie buff or great reader.
Love Agnes Moorehead. She was a great character actress. Now that you think of it, she could have easily played Mrs. Danvers but that was Judith Anderson whom I saw as "Medea" on stage. She was wonderful too.
it wa Agnes Moorehead's arched brows that always held my attention... she could use them too, like weapons..
.....I went to Mandalay.
Looking forward to this.
CG - it's true, Agnes Moorhead would have made a great Mrs. D. too.
"... of Manderley." Oh, I don't think I can wait!!! And what a great Agnes Moorhead. I don't know "Dark Passage." Maybe I will have to rent it. I've signed up for Netflix again and you've suggested so many great old movies! Best to you, Jeanne
look at those furrowed brows, just great!
...that I was chosen to play Lady Macbeth...
"Last night I dreamed I was dreaming. In that dream I carried out a dreadful revenge and enjoyed the bursts of fierce anger with no guilt. But then woke up with bloody hands..."
Maybe too long and extremely violent for me. But the red blood next to the purple courtain and the madness of that little woman...
Last night I dreamt that my son’s hamster, Sparky, was very angry at me about something and giving me a hard time. I couldn’t really figure out what he was so pissed about, so when I got up this morning I went to his cage and asked him what was eating him.
He must still be mad at me; he didn’t say a word.
I’m now wondering if he is holding a grudge over my false blog claim that I ate him. I tell you - hamsters do not have a well developed since of ironic humor. Potential hamster purchasers take note.
Cheers!
-Son
I am so delighted with these creative responses. Giving me an idea...
wonderful replies!
Last night I dreamed that I was dreaming last night.
Creepy and so interesting! Love it!
Ah, yippee! So glad you gave us this finale. This movie definitely taught me not to hide behind curtains in high rises.
Last night I dreamed that I flew over the Arctic Circle (literally). It was a really cool dream, and then we landed in Moscow.
You really captured Agnes Moorehead as little Madge with that scowl and musical weapon!
"Last night I dreamt I lived at 1360 Montgomery Street, and Madge kept knocking at my door. I was listening to legitimate swing music on the phonograph while rolling bandages."
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