A love letter to William Powell... :-)

As you can see, I'm having fun, with old movies.  :-)  Screwball comedies are still great fun, for many of us.  If you've never seen any, please do rent some!  I rent mine, from my library system, at no charge.

The zaniness of the characters, is silly fun, in itself.  But the way the rich of the time, where 'put down,' and the poor of the time, were triumphant, shows what was important to the audience, of the time.  A sort of social commentary.

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But I especially love the personal stories, of the actors.

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William Powell was born in 1892.  His father wanted him to be a lawyer, but he was drawn to all things theatrical.

During early lean years, he met/married a young actress named Eileen Wilson.  This ended in divorce.

In 1931 Powell and Carole Lombard fell in love and were married.  The marriage was short lived, but they remained close friends, until her untimely death in 1942.

By 1934 his career was at a standstill, so he took things in his own hands.  He went to MGM and made 'Manhattan Melodrama'.  And gave a brilliant performance.  His chemistry with Myrna Loy was noticed.  And thus, began the pairing, which would make them an unforgettable screen duo...  'The Thin Man' films!

In 1935, he made 'Reckless' with Jean Harlow, and they fell in love.  Being reluctant to marry again, he delayed it, until it became too late.  In 1937, at the age of 26, Jean Harlow died.  Powell was plunged into shock and depression, and was unable to work, for some time.  After this, and illness, he was able to return to films.

In 1941, he met and married Diana Lewis.  This happy marriage lasted 44 years, until  his death.

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He went on making films until 1955, and at 63 he decided to retire.  The couple moved to Palm Springs for the rest of their lives.  He died in 1984 at the age of 91.

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From the web site, which is the source of this information:

"All the clichés apply: "there will never be another like him", "they don't make them like that any more", etc., but there is nothing cliché about William Powell's work.  He was a debonair sophisticate not afraid to be ridiculous or silly, a deft comedian who could also handle drama and pathos with rare sincerity.  William Powell was a truly fine actor, and a gentleman both on and off screen.   We are lucky to have had him grace the movies."

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Wow!!!! 

I've spent all morning,

compiling this post.

I very much hope, 

that some, enjoy it. 

:-)

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Forgetting new plans... -sigh-

This blog was begun, after I had burned out, on my last blog.  After I had backed myself into so many corners, on my old blog.  But I needed a place to write, etc.

So.....  "a writing place" was born.

And it has been helpful.  I am again having fun with my 'blog look.'  And no longer have a very wide blog, with excessively wide posted photos.  And I did not want to get into counting comments or visits to my blog, or etc.  I wanted to put all that old stuff, behind me.

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Really embrace the old 'Blogging without Obligation' motto.

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And now, I'm finding myself slipping back into old habits.  -head desk-  All my fault.  All my fault.  But perhaps, writing this here, will jar me awake.  To renew my new plans, for this new blog.  Perhaps....  Perhaps...  I hope....

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"And in the Winter, wild and cold, 

'Tis merry, merry too."

WM Howitt

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Winter... Time for hibernation... But how...???

It's really, really cold now.  Deep winter has set in.  It took a long time coming, this season.  But when it came, it came with a bang.  And cold is not my favorite sensation.  Then again, neither is hot/humid.  But that issue, is not for now.  Now is cold.  

And cold tends to keep me inside.  By choice.  In my view, who wants to toddle about, with ice and snow for companions?  Brrrrr...  Shiverrrrrr...  Scary......
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Not that I have much against staying in.  I'm not a 'Nature Girl' and never was.  So that's not the issue.  Guess the issue is, that when I can choose to stay in, it's fine.  But then the choice is forced upon me, it's not.  I want to be in charge of the choice.  ,-) 

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Following nature, winter would seem to be the time for hibernation.  For making use of the enforced in-time, in some quietly constructive way.  For seeking out inside activities.  For using the time to ponder.  Rather than to be go-go-go all the time.  As in the other seasons.  And also, spending time, just being.  Free from *guilt*.

Also I know, that only retired people and people who work at home, have this luxury.  If you are employed, you go out to work, regardless of the weather, or of how you feel about going out.  Happily I'm retired, so I get choices.

Heather has a 'Hibernate' online retreat, which I joined last year.  But other than this, there isn't much help on how to hibernate, in winter.  If you have found meaningful books on this topic, please let me know their titles!

This is a long post, so I don't know how many are still reading here.  But if you are (Thank you!!!), please share your views, on this topic, of hibernating in winter.  Do you want to do it?  How do you do it?  Guides you have found, for doing it?

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"Winter is the time for comfort, 

for good food and warmth, 

for the touch of a friendly hand 

and for a talk 

beside the fire."

- Edith Sitwell

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