R.I.P. Olivia Hussey

I just rewatched Black Christmas a few days ago.

Jimmy Carter

https://www.ajc.com/news/former-us-president-jimmy-carter-100-dies/3ODQTR5NHVDTDF2SXOU34MKNZM/

Dayle Haddon, supermodel of the '70s, and also actress in a number of films, World's Greatest Athlete and North Dallas Forty, and several Italian productions including The Cousin, Spermula and The French Woman - the latter from Just Jaeckin, erotic pioneer (Emmanuelle, Story of O, Lady Chatterley's Lover).

Tragically died from an accidental carbon monoxide leak from a broken boiler-heater.  She was 76.
 

I haven't mentioned Peter Yarrow.  I've only ever had a couple of Peter Paul & Mary LPs, and I proably never listened to them more than a couple of times each.  (I might still even have them in a dusty bin somewhere.)  One could make the argument that their brand of soft-comfortable folk-pop was a necessary conduit to accustom the popular palate to the more provocative edges of the folk/protest movement of the Dylan and the later '60s.

Yarrow, more than either of his bandmates, is now best known as an important fixture of the Greenwich Village folk scene, whose significance is less about his musical talents than his musical taste, a custodian of folk legacy, an important Dylan-whisperer, and an invaluable resource for historical reference.

(Anita Bryant's death is perhaps more cause for celebration, but I do want to mention, what I assume to be a coincidence, that while taking a brief sojourn to a local record store, I saw one of Anita Bryant's gospel LPs staring at me from the dollar bin, and I spent a good, solid minute seriously considering picking it up for purely ironic yuks.  But I declined.  Even for a dollar, I knew I was just buying the cover.  Anyway, I hope her spirit was watching from below, and her soul stung by by my extremely but appropriately petty negligence.)
 

David Lynch

Unfortunately, Bob Uecker is mostly known for his slight role in the Major League movies and his '80s beer commercials.  As can be seen below, he was quite a colorful personality and wrote a couple of very amusing books.





I know Joan Plowright is a very accomplished stage actress in all kinds of respectable and proper films, but my favorite role of hers has to be as Tracy Ullman's mother in the woefully dismissed I Love You To Death.  "Don't think of them as drug addicts.  Think of them as killers."  Runner up?  I dunno, let's go with Drowning By Numbers then.
 

crumbsroom wrote:

You forgot Mr. Belvedere!
 

Thankfully, Norm did not.

I only recently was made aware of this exchange between Rolling Stone and Garth Hudson, and it kind of exemplifies what I love about him.

GH: Yeah, my dad was an entomologist; he was a Canadian, government inspector. He would inspect foreign produce, imports, little trees; he conducted the Dutch elm disease survey. He also managed the surveys on the Japanese beetles. I was interested interested in the science or research end of agriculture.

RS: Do you feel like talking about the Band at all?

GH: I don't think that is necessary

Jinnistan wrote:

Speaking of Rolling Stone, Rob Sheffield offered a very good tribute including some of his favorite Garth moments, including one I'll be happy to cosign.



 

Possibly my favourite performance in the movie.

crumbsroom wrote:

Possibly my favourite performance in the movie.

I never can resist pointing out the well-known fact that Robbie Robertson's microphone was switched off, and the magnificent backing harmonies are from Manuel and Helm instead.  Unfortunately, Richard Manuel got very little camera time in the film.  But Robertson got in a great solo, including that little 'dice shake' move.