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Christmas
in black and white
Got
my mits on the telly listings for Christmas.
Been looking forward to seeing what they've
put between Popstars - The Rivals episodes.
I
love vegging out in front of old black and white
movies at Christmas, preferably with a load
of bad food and a couple of bottles of vino
tinto.
So finally getting hold of the big list and
looking for the Bette Davis classics, the Joan
Crawford melodramas, The Cary Grant screwballs,
the Robert Mitchum Noirs...er
Ah.
It's A Wonderful Life, White Christmas and Miracle
on 34th Street. Oh. And Greer Garson in Mrs
Miniver and some dodgy John Wayne. Channel 5
is showing bits of Casablanca in between holiday
ads.
And
that's about it.
The
rest is all the stuff you've seen all year,
but longer and with a Christmas tree in the
corner, or it's something you already rented
from Monty Video or Blockbuster, or it's an
extended Reality TV show about the making of
a reality TV show.
Whoopie
doo.
This
is a bit of a TV crisis now I think about it.
Good black'n'whites are what Christmas telly
is all about. The schedulers don't have to bung
em on at peak time. Ten in the morning'll do.
Because it's a cultural nightmare just waiting
to happen - a generation growing up not knowing
that films were'nt always vacuous action flicks
and famous actresses weren't always anorexic
kleptomaniacs.
Christmas
was always the time that you caught up on the
film classics. They would pick out a famous
icon - Jean Harlow, Greta Garbo, Jimmy Cagney
and show about five of their best (a difficult
choice in all cases) and you could nurse your
hangover watching some classic like Platinum
Blonde, Grand Hotel or Angels With Dirty Faces.
Really classy, funny, sexy movies full of character
and style.
Style
these days equates to a Ben Damon / Matt Afflick
one-liner or a well placed Reece Witherspoon
"Whaddever..." but there was a time
when a film star really had a line to deliver.
Christmas
telly needs a bit of REAL sexual chemistry -
and it doesn't come in full color.
Blogga.
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