There is no "I" in Team

Mein Lieblingsleinwand-Ehepaar: Myrna Loy und William Powell als Nora und Nick Charles. In "The Thin Man" und vier Sequels schlüpften sie ins schicke Gewandel eines Upper Class Paares, das immer wieder mal detektivische Meisterleistungen vollbringt. Beruhend auf dem Roman "The Thin Man" von Dashiell Hammett, dem Mann fürs Hardgeboilte, sind das Komödien mit Überschall-Sprechgeschwindigkeiten. Meisterwerke, nach denen man eine Martini-Obsession entwickelt. William Powells Bart ist außerdem phänomenal. Der Hund in der Mitte ist der in der Screwballkomödie gern genommene Foxterrier und heisst Asta. Der Hund im Hause Reiser war ein Airedale-Terrier und hiess ebenfalls so, die "Thin Man"-Verehrung hab ich entweder vererbt oder anerzogen bekommen.

Zweimal: Frost

David Frost, britischer Journalist und Moderator

Michael Sheen als David Frost in "Frost/Nixon"

Für die Wand

Es ist zwar rätselhaft, die die polnischen Grafikdesigner den Drang unterdrücken konnten, das Bild von Michael J. Fox aufs "Zurück in die Zukunft"-Poster zu pappen, in dem er mit großen Augen auf die Uhr schaut und gleichzeitig die Sonnenbrille Richtung Stirn schiebt, aber sie haben es geschafft.

Living in a Magazine

Die drei coolen Hegel und on/off screen Freunde John Cassavetes, Peter Falk und Ben Gazarra haben es lustig in schwarz.

I Shall be Free

"I Shall Be Free"
Bob Dylan, "The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan"

Well, I took me a woman late last night,
I's three-fourths drunk, she looked uptight.
She took off her wheel, took off her bell,
Took off her wig, said, "How do I smell?"
I hot-footed it . . . bare-naked . . .
Out the window!

Well, sometimes I might get drunk,
Walk like a duck and stomp like a skunk.
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side.
(Right there
Proud as can be)

I's out there paintin' on the old woodshed
When a can a black paint it fell on my head.
I went down to scrub and rub
But I had to sit in back of the tub.
(Cost a quarter
And I had to get out quick . . .
Someone wanted to come in and take a sauna)

Well, my telephone rang it would not stop,
It's President Kennedy callin' me up.
He said, "My friend, Bob, what do we need to make the country grow?"
I said, "My friend, John, Brigitte Bardot,
Anita Ekberg,
Sophia Loren."
(Put 'em all in the same room with Ernest Borgnine!)

Well, I got a woman sleeps on a cot,
She yells and hollers and squeals a lot.
Licks my face and tickles my ear,
Bends me over and buys me beer.
(She's a honeymooner
A June crooner
A spoon feeder
And a natural leader)

Oh, there ain't no use in me workin' so heavy,
I got a woman who works on the levee.
Pumping that water up to her neck,
Every week she sends me a monthly check.
(She's a humdinger
Folk singer
Dead ringer
For a thing-a-muh jigger)

Late one day in the middle of the week,
Eyes were closed I was half asleep.
I chased me a woman up the hill,
Right in the middle of an air raid drill.
It was Little Bo Peep!
(I jumped a fallout shelter
I jumped a bean stalk
I jumped a ferris wheel)

Now, the man on the stand he wants my vote,
He's a-runnin' for office on the ballot note.
He's out there preachin' in front of the steeple,
Tellin' me he loves all kinds-a people.
(He's eatin' bagels
He's eatin' pizza
He's eatin' chitlins
He's eatin' bullshit!)

Oh, set me down on a television floor,
I'll flip the channel to number four.
Out of the shower comes a grown-up man
With a bottle of hair oil in his hand.
(It's that greasy kid stuff.
What I want to know, Mr. Football Man, is
What do you do about Willy Mays and Yul Brynner,
Charles de Gaulle
And Robert Louis Stevenson?)

Well, the funniest woman I ever seen
Was the great-granddaughter of Mr. Clean.
She takes about fifteen baths a day,
Wants me to grow a cigar on my face.
(She's a little bit heavy!)

Well, ask me why I'm drunk alla time,
It levels my head and eases my mind.
I just walk along and stroll and sing,
I see better days and I do better things.
(I catch dinosaurs
I make love to Elizabeth Taylor . . .
Catch hell from Richard Burton!)

Copyright ©1963; renewed 1991 Special Rider Music

Julie and Warren ... sitting in a Tree

Julie Christie, Ikone des britischen Films der 60er Jahre und Warren Beatty, Vorreiter des New Hollywood. Julie Christie hat vorsorglich einen Zettel mitgebracht, auf dem die Namen der beiden notiert sind. Man weiss ja nie.

Cover Versionen

das cover eines covers. joe von son, ambulance als bob dylan.