Tallulah Bankhead: “Dear God, would you look at me in these publicity shots? The stress fractures on my face are bad enough, but that claw-hand I’ve got going on is far too much. I really need to cut it back to one bottle of bourbon a day. John Barrymore was right. Drinking your way to happiness has an expiration date.”
Tab Hunter: “Well, I couldn’t legally drink until three hours ago, so I’m not sure what you’re talking about. But I’m really concerned about this odd red splotch on my shirt, since this is a black-and-white photo and all. What do you suppose it means?”
Tallulah: “It means that you aren’t paying enough attention to me. You have hundreds of years left in your career as long as you sleep with the right people. Speaking of, what are you doing later tonight?”
Tab: “Not you. Besides, I thought you liked the ladies.”
Tallulah: “Oh, I like anybody that doesn’t put up a fight. Life is much easier when you don’t worry about the plumbing. So, what do you say?”
Tab: “I still say no. But I am curious about the John Barrymore angle. Did he put up a fight?”
Tallulah: “Hmm. Well, I suppose the polite thing to say would be that when John did bare more, I had to call Room Service for a magnifying glass. Even then, I still didn’t find what I was looking for.”
Tab: “I can assure you that you won’t need a magnifying glass with me. You can see my credentials from space. How do you think I got this part in the first place?”
Tallulah: “Say, maybe that’s what the red splotch on your shirt means. I hope this coding system catches on, with gals knowing what they can expect on the horizon without having to navigate through a lot of pointless small-talk at pick-up bars. It would certainly cut down on my bourbon intake. Are you sure you don’t want to orbit my satellite?”
Tab: “Definitely. Perhaps I should point out that the red splotch should really be pink. If the plumbing isn’t right, my wrench doesn’t tighten.”
Tallulah: “So we’re back to John Barrymore, are we?”
Previously published, slight changes made. In a recent post (found here) I babbled about that story image being one of only three Past Imperfect photos that featured color. THIS is the second of the three, and that’s the main reason I’m re-sharing it. The third of the three? The very first one, Past Imperfect – #1. Please scribble this intel into your Bonnywood Manor Trivia Diary, as I’m sure there will be a quiz at some point. Or maybe not. My focus issues are well-documented by now. Cheers.
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Pish, posh, no need to worry about the splotch (or its plumbing features). 😉
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I stopped worrying about my splotchy plumbing decades ago… 😉
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See the credentials from space! I hope so!
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It’s all about self-promotion these days, yes?
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“But I’m really concerned about this odd red splotch on my shirt, since this is a black-and-white photo and all!” lol 😉
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Twisted dialogue is my specialty, doncha know… 😉
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Tab and Tallulah – what a pair, Dahling. Wonderful.
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Thanks, Sheila. Hey, a good dinner party is all about careful guest selection….
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So Brian, here’s something completely unrelated to the post. 😋 I was thinking of seeking your wisdom on a blog-related query, but I couldn’t find an email ID anywhere on the page. How might one proceed now? 😄
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Please, feel free to seek, any time. You can reach me at bonnywoodmanor@gmail.com . But please add another comment here if you do send something, as I’m not the best at checking that account on a timely basis. Hope to hear from you!
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You’ve got mail. 🙂
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From the look of things Tallulah had her own airbrush machine. cheers
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Back in the day, “air brushing” went by the name of “formaldehyde”. There were several popular stars who continued making movies long after they had ascended to the movie-studio gates in the sky…
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I’m glad other people can see that red mark, otherwise it would have been a real “thing”
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Right? Truth is a tricky thing these days…
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What is with those drapes? Cannons? Okay.. wait, what are we discussing here?
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Oh, good eye. I hadn’t noticed the cannon imagery before, but now I can’t un-see it. That could change the plot, entirely. Yep, it’s time for another rewrite of this one… 😉
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That short attention span thing has me seeing those things lurking in the back. (I was once told I had the attention span of a gnat) I don’t know where the photo is originally from, but the cannons just seemed so very odd..
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Wow, I looked up John Barrymore in Wikipedia and discovered a huge Barrymore family. LOL. I didn’t know that. Drew Barrymore is from such a well known acting family. They all have the acting genes, I guess.
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Yes, there were many members of the Barrymore (and Drew) families that were famous actors, for several generations, starting in the late 1800s. By the time John and his two siblings (Lionel and Ethel) began acting in the late early 1900s, the family was so popular that they were considered acting royalty, to the point that a Broadway play was produced in 1927 entitled, no surprise, “The Royal Family”.
I think it’s interesting that Drew Barrymore’s first name is actually the last name of her paternal great-grandmother…
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Wow, love Drew Barrymore very much. Thank you for your post that’s filled with interesting tidbits.
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Ms Tallulush and Mr Bar Tab do look a tad ‘the mourning after the hell of the night before.’ Perhaps U agree 2?
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Agreed. (“Mourning Becomes Electric”, so to speak.) But I really shouldn’t judge, despite just doing so, as I’ve had my own Mr. Robinson moments. (Coo, coo, ca-choo.)
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