Today's Video Link

You may or may not want to watch this clip, which consists of the last nine minutes of Skidoo, a completely unbelievable movie made in 1968 by director Otto Preminger. It was the kind of film that had audiences coming out of the theater muttering, "I did not see what I just saw." A few of those people even stayed to the end — and if they did, they got to see the best thing in the picture…the closing credits. They were all sung aloud by Harry Nilsson, and those credits are in this clip, right after Carol Channing performs the film's uncatchy title song.

Skidoo was covered in more detail in this post, which includes a link to its trailer. Later that same day, we wrote more about the film in this post. Basically, it's Preminger trying to latch onto the "hippie" scene of that time period and to explore/exploit it with a cast that included Groucho Marx, Jackie Gleason, Peter Lawford, Mickey Rooney and everyone who'd played a villain on the Batman TV show. The result was a movie that probably caused a lot of filmgoers to take up drugs.

I hesitated a bit about linking to the end of a movie. We don't like people who give away endings. But in this case, you won't have any idea what's going on with the plot. In fact, you could have seen the film, start to finish, ten times and not had any idea what was going on with the plot.

I should caution those with delicate sensibilities that there is a tiny bit of nudity in this clip. Also, you get to see Groucho smoking marijuana in what turned out to be his final scene in his final motion picture. That and Nilsson singing the credits are probably worth nine minutes of your life. It certainly beats watching the whole movie.

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Christmas Cheer

Every year, a website called ICQ puts up a nice little Christmas animation done by…well, I don't know who does them because they have no credits. However, they're a lot of fun and I always link to them. A couple of folks have already written to ask me to give them those links again and to add in this year's. Glad to comply. Here's the 2002 entry, here's what they did for 2003, here's what they had up for 2004, here's the 2005 special and here's what they've posted for 2006. There are places you need to click on each of them but I think I'll let you figure out where.

The Richards Matter

Michael Richards is going to meet with four folks who were in the audience the night of his now-famous tirade and if we read between the lines of this article, it would seem they're going to get some money out of it. A reader of this site, Nick Varga, writes…

I have a problem. Why is it that someone who disrupts a show thinks that they're entitled to a "possible cash settlement?" Why didn't the club request that these people leave when the incident started? Weren't they the ones who started heckling Richards? For that matter, why aren't other people who were at the show to have a good time suing the people who heckled for interfering with their chosen entertainment? Am I wrong that this is all so blown out of proportion? Did I miss something? Did Richards start this by singling this group out? Sorry. I have no where else to vent this and it's bothering the hell out of me.

It's my understanding that one group of people in the house started yelling at Richards in response to remarks they found offensive and that sent him off the edge or over the top or however you want to describe where he went. The person who recorded the infamous video started it then to document what was happening on stage. Eventually, most of the audience walked out. It's not clear if the folks who are now talking about demanding cash from Richards were among those yelling back…or even if that would qualify as heckling.

Beyond that though, I'm with you. A cash payment in this case sounds like an attempt to exploit the situation for personal gain. Frankly, I think Mr. Richards is already receving the appropriate punishment just in terms of humiliation and the likelihood that a pretty large chunk of the public isn't going to go see anything he's in.

me on the radio

Time to start plugging my appearance next week on Shokus Internet Radio, a new online channel operated by my chum, Stu Shostak. S.I.R. is where you can hear old time radio shows, shows of great dance band music of the past, TV theme songs, classic comedy records and all sorts of other fun material. Next Thursday evening, December 7, you'll be able to hear me in a two-hour live call-in show that will replay many times thereafter. It's an episode of Stu's Show and it will air from 4 PM to 6 PM West Coast time, which means 7 PM to 9 PM on the East Coast. We'll be discussing what I laughingly call my career, Stuart will be dragging show biz anecdotes out of me, and I may even bring along some audio treasures from my collection.

But you don't have to wait until then to listen to Shokus Internet Radio. Go to this page and select one of the many ways you can listen to this fine station.

Today's Video Link

Max Fleischer's cartoon studio made a couple of these…films which reused footage from earlier cartoons. This one's called Betty Boop's Rise to Fame and the live-action footage shot for it gives us a chance to see Max himself, acting and pretending to be drawing cartoons. This one came out on May 18, 1934, which was around the peak of Ms. Boop's popularity. You get to see her imitate Maurice Chevalier — which, as the Marx Brothers learned, was something you had to do if you were in a film released by Paramount back then — and do a hula dance that would be condsidered naughty today…so one can only imagine what they made of it in the early thirties. Not a bad little cartoon…

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More on Dave Cockrum

Here, through the courtesy of Roger Freedman who sent me the link, is a better newspaper obit on Dave Cockrum.

One point I think someone oughta make about Dave's career is the way in which his presence on the Legion of Super-Heroes strip at DC changed industry thinking. The editor of that comic was a man named Murray Boltinoff. Now, Murray was a pretty good editor but with a couple of "old school" philosophies, one being a certain disdain for the new writers and artists who were getting into comics. In the early seventies, he was especially against catering to what some called the "fan" mentality — readers who read the books regularly, studied the storylines, etc. Comics, he felt, should be written so that each story was utterly transparent to someone picking up their first-ever issue. There should not be any references to earlier tales, and especially not to any more than a few months back. Boltinoff was generally against the idea of trying to build or maintain any sort of long-term mythology that transcended individual stories…and he also felt that DC Comics had a moral obligation to its older freelancers. He never liked to give work to a new person if there was an "old pro" who could use the job.

Obviously, some or all of that is wise in its place. Within the industry today, I believe there's a consensus that editors are too quick to pass over veterans in favor of anyone who can be described as "hot, new talent." There are even editors who routinely who do it who will admit it's wrong both morally and from a long-term sales standpoint, but do it anyway. Back when Boltinoff needed someone to draw the Legion, the pendulum was all the way over in the other direction. He resisted engaging the inexperienced Dave Cockrum and had to be talked into it. (I believe he only accepted Dave because he figured Murphy Anderson — an "old pro" for whom Dave sometimes worked — would really be doing the work, or would at least be supervising every step.)

The Legion of Super-Heroes had suffered at DC from a lack of continuity and from being crammed into short back-up stories. The strip had a large cast with an even larger mythology and it just didn't work in the occasional seven-page appearance. Then when Dave came on it, something happened. He introduced new costumes and drew with a greater-than-usual density (a lot more happened on each page) and this liberated and inspired the writer, who I believe was then Cary Bates. Suddenly, the strip's potential was obvious to the readers and though it took a little while, to Murray Boltinoff and DC Management. Soon, the Legionnaires had the whole book and it was on its way to becoming one of DC's better sellers.

Dave, who left soon after, shouldn't get all the credit, of course. Cary deserves plenty and there were others, as well. But I always thought that the success of that strip — and of the willingness of Boltinoff to embrace the work of a "new kid" — marked a turning point in the history of seventies' comics. Murray became such a champion of that book that when Dave quit in a silly dispute — silly on DC's part; they promised him the original artwork to one particular double-page spread he drew, then reneged on that promise — Boltinoff published a nasty crack about Dave in the letter page and awarded the art assignment to the next "new kid" who walked in the door. (That assignment worked out well for Boltinoff only because that artist happened to be Mike Grell.)

Roy Thomas at Marvel knew what Dave's presence had done for the Legion. That's how come Dave and Len Wein got assigned to revamp the X-Men and as we all know, that worked out well, far beyond anyone's expectations. And from that moment on, it truly was a brand new ball game.

Recommended Reading

Timothy Noah makes a point about the Iraq War that strikes me as very important; that the decision of what we should do there has as least as much to do with our own national pride as with what will be best for Iraq. And the way we deal with the fact that things didn't go the way we wanted over there is to, of course, blame the Iraqis. (If you want to see a great example of this, read Charles Krauthammer this morning. Apparently, we were right to bring our brand of democracy to Iraq. Those stupid people were wrong not to vote in the government we wanted them to have there. Maybe instead of Halliburton, we should have sent in Diebold to run things.)