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Post by london777 on Sept 14, 2021 3:41:46 GMT
Very occasionally, by following a link, I find myself accidentally posting in Film General. I feel like a driver who has somehow ended up in a very bad part of town but who is too scared to wind down the window to ask the quickest way out. It's actually pretty reasonable for the most part, at least relatively. Easy for you to write that, You are not a delusional, ignorant, pretentious snob.
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Post by Mulder and Scully on Sept 14, 2021 3:47:12 GMT
I always find it hilarious when I bruise your fragile ego. Poor loser. Your posting history makes it pretty clear who has the bruised ego. I'm not the one constantly defending my taste and resorting to petty name calling when anyone dares to like a film I've not heard of. You're always getting your panties in a twist whenever I post. You have a superiority complex. I love pissing on your ego.
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Post by Fox in the Snow on Sept 14, 2021 3:59:49 GMT
Your posting history makes it pretty clear who has the bruised ego. I'm not the one constantly defending my taste and resorting to petty name calling when anyone dares to like a film I've not heard of. You're always getting your panties in a twist whenever I post. You have a superiority complex. I love pissing on your ego. Again, the evidence is clear. Discounting my initial response to you in this thread, I've never responded to you in an aggressive or confrontational style. Your posts always come off as angry, insecure, and desperate for attention.
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Post by Mulder and Scully on Sept 14, 2021 4:17:56 GMT
You're always getting your panties in a twist whenever I post. You have a superiority complex. I love pissing on your ego. Again, the evidence is clear. Discounting my initial response to you in this thread, I've never responded to you in an aggressive or confrontational style. Your posts always come off as angry, insecure, and desperate for attention.
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Post by Fox in the Snow on Sept 14, 2021 4:26:29 GMT
Again, the evidence is clear. Discounting my initial response to you in this thread, I've never responded to you in an aggressive or confrontational style. Your posts always come off as angry, insecure, and desperate for attention. Are you a fan of that film?
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Post by Doghouse6 on Sept 14, 2021 6:22:12 GMT
And I too can’t wait for the next season of Death in Paradise… Unpopular opinion alert, but the new guy’s my favorite DI since Poole! I've had no trouble warming to DI Parker, but feel I'm still just getting to know him. The one I've most fondly remembered - and missed - is Ardal O'Hanlon as Mooney. It's rather remarkable that Death has managed to pull off such major cast shifts over ten years, including replacing the central character with some regularity, without compromising the character of the show itself. I have to conclude the key to it is strict adherence to a familiar and comfortable formula, regardless of the specific dramatis personae: the eccentric, fish-out-of-water DI, whose deductive processes are often inscrutable to his team; their alternating attitudes of patient solicitude to puzzlement to eye-rolling exasperation; the final-act gathering of suspects for the review-and-reveal. All very comfy indeed. O maven of mystery and honcho of homicide: did that last device originate with Christie, or go back to Conan Doyle...or some other author of whom I may never even have heard?
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Post by Nalkarj on Sept 14, 2021 19:50:01 GMT
And I too can’t wait for the next season of Death in Paradise… Unpopular opinion alert, but the new guy’s my favorite DI since Poole! I've had no trouble warming to DI Parker, but feel I'm still just getting to know him. The one I've most fondly remembered - and missed - is Ardal O'Hanlon as Mooney. It's rather remarkable that Death has managed to pull off such major cast shifts over ten years, including replacing the central character with some regularity, without compromising the character of the show itself. I have to conclude the key to it is strict adherence to a familiar and comfortable formula, regardless of the specific dramatis personae: the eccentric, fish-out-of-water DI, whose deductive processes are often inscrutable to his team; their alternating attitudes of patient solicitude to puzzlement to eye-rolling exasperation; the final-act gathering of suspects for the review-and-reveal. All very comfy indeed. O maven of mystery and honcho of homicide: did that last device originate with Christie, or go back to Conan Doyle...or some other author of whom I may never even have heard? Now there is a mystery for the ages! Christie certainly did gather-up-all-the-suspects dénouements, notably and memorably in Murder on the Orient Express, but less frequently than the movie and TV adaptations may make it seem. Book- Death on the Nile’s climax is a small-scale affair that, if I’m remembering correctly, doesn’t even include the murderer until the end. As silly as the Poirot-accuses-everyone-before-revealing-true-killer gambit may seem, I have an immense fondness for it, especially as I first discovered Christie through the Albert Finney and Peter Ustinov films. I don’t think Doyle ever did anything like that… He rarely did murder mysteries, in fact. (Sherlock Holmes stories most often feature bizarre, even surrealistic events—say, getting a writing job based on hair color—that Holmes explains by linking them to criminal but non-murderous activities.) It’s funny, I can think of quite a few early mysteries in which the detective sums up the crime at length, but I can’t think of any early ones in which the detective rounds up all the suspects in a room. Carolyn Wells (a justly forgotten writer who did her [relatively] best-known work in 1910s) wrote some with that kind of summation, but (1) I haven’t read her books much at all and (2) I’m sure some other writers used that kind of ending before her. If I find out anything more I’ll let you know.
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Post by Doghouse6 on Sept 14, 2021 21:16:30 GMT
O maven of mystery and honcho of homicide: did that last device originate with Christie, or go back to Conan Doyle...or some other author of whom I may never even have heard? Now there is a mystery for the ages! Christie certainly did gather-up-all-the-suspects dénouements, notably and memorably in Murder on the Orient Express, but less frequently than the movie and TV adaptations may make it seem. Book- Death on the Nile’s climax is a small-scale affair that, if I’m remembering correctly, doesn’t even include the murderer until the end. As silly as the Poirot-accuses-everyone-before-revealing-true-killer gambit may seem, I have an immense fondness for it, especially as I first discovered Christie through the Albert Finney and Peter Ustinov films. I don’t think Doyle ever did anything like that… He rarely did murder mysteries, in fact. (Sherlock Holmes stories most often feature bizarre, even surrealistic events—say, getting a job based on hair color—that Holmes explains by linking them to criminal but non-murderous activities.) It’s funny, I can think of quite a few early mysteries in which the detective sums up the crime at length, but I can’t think of any early ones in which the detective rounds up all the suspects in a room. Carolyn Wells (a justly forgotten writer who wrote her best-known work in 1910s) wrote some with that kind of summation, but (1) I haven’t read her books much at all and (2) I’m sure some other writers used that kind of ending before her. If I find out anything more I’ll let you know. Oh, Magoo Nalkarj, you've done it again! Even when I don't get the answer, I get an answer, and it's always an edifying one (and undoubtedly more interesting than the one I sought). We're sure rackin' up those unsolved mysteries, huh? I was especially tickled by the info about "justly forgotten" author Carolyn Wells (thanks for the link), who happens to share my family name. No relation, far as I know; an aunt did an extensive family tree some years back, and all those in that branch of the family came from Oklahoma rather than New Jersey. No relation to the one associated with Fargo either, more's the pity, but it did turn up a connection to both presidents Harrison (the first of which, William Henry, died in office only 31 days into his first and only term; typical family underachiever)! Totally, irrelevant to anything, I know, but I have so little else at this juncture to contribute. About that "Poirot-accuses-everyone-before-revealing-true-killer gambit," I remember it being something of a staple of the Thin Man films; not accusations per se but, as Nick would build his case for the assembled suspects, he'd direct questions to each one, barking out their name in accusatory tones, invariably prompting alarmed widening of the eyes and you-can't-pin-this-on-me protestations of innocence. By the fourth film, I think it was ( Shadow Of the Thin Man), they were comfortable enough to even poke fun at it when, in the middle of Nick's long-winded revelations, Nora pleads, "Nicky, I can't stand it anymore...is it me?"
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Post by marianne48 on Sept 15, 2021 4:36:30 GMT
Agatha Christie is often credited with originating the "summation gathering," which appeared in her very first novel, The Mysterious Affair at Styles. Although considered a somewhat stodgy device today, it still works to convey the sense that everyone is guilty of something, so everyone in the vicinity of the crime gets to squirm under the eye of suspicion. (The pinnacle of this was in her book And Then There Were None, in which everyone really is guilty. Not too many people left for the summation gathering in that one, though).
By the way--Happy Birthday to Agatha Christie, Queen of Crime, surfing pioneer, and cougar. In honor of Dame Christie, write a poison pen letter to a friend.
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Post by Nalkarj on Sept 16, 2021 21:18:35 GMT
Oh, Magoo Nalkarj , you've done it again! Even when I don't get the answer, I get an answer, and it's always an edifying one (and undoubtedly more interesting than the one I sought). We're sure rackin' up those unsolved mysteries, huh? I was especially tickled by the info about "justly forgotten" author Carolyn Wells (thanks for the link), who happens to share my family name. No relation, far as I know; an aunt did an extensive family tree some years back, and all those in that branch of the family came from Oklahoma rather than New Jersey. No relation to the one associated with Fargo either, more's the pity, but it did turn up a connection to both presidents Harrison (the first of which, William Henry, died in office only 31 days into his first and only term; typical family underachiever)! Totally, irrelevant to anything, I know, but I have so little else at this juncture to contribute. About that "Poirot-accuses-everyone-before-revealing-true-killer gambit," I remember it being something of a staple of the Thin Man films; not accusations per se but, as Nick would build his case for the assembled suspects, he'd direct questions to each one, barking out their name in accusatory tones, invariably prompting alarmed widening of the eyes and you-can't-pin-this-on-me protestations of innocence. By the fourth film, I think it was ( Shadow Of the Thin Man), they were comfortable enough to even poke fun at it when, in the middle of Nick's long-winded revelations, Nora pleads, "Nicky, I can't stand it anymore...is it me?” Gah, I thought I responded to this! Thanks kindly, Doghouse. Oh no, if Carolyn Wells does in fact turn out to be your relative, I take back all the mean things I said about her! Fleming Stone really is the greatest detective in history! It’s not at all laughable that Aunt Jane felt the need to dress in drag to capture the murderer of that rich millionairess ( not a redundancy) Janet Converse, who as she wore her polka-dotted beach pajamas was offed by poison syringe under an umbrella with gigantism. And it’s an impeachable and brilliant piece of deduction that the killer was in fact that beautiful blonde Eunice Church, obviously (to Mr. Stone and Aunt Jane) a diabolical murderer because of her curved fingers and large earlobes. And yes indeedy, I love that part of a Thin Man movie—and that Nora line in Shadow, the best thing in the movie. Myrna Loy is absolutely adorable saying it.
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Post by hi224 on Sept 21, 2021 6:17:35 GMT
After finishing Murder at the Gallop I realized that it was one of the last of it's breed in film- the murder mystery movie. This was a genre characterized by a focus on intellectual problem solving by a non-violent sleuth faced with a vast array of possibilities. Now I am sure some here may point out mystery films that were made after the 60's- people love finding exceptions to a rule- but that is what they are, rare exceptions. Years ago there were dozens upon dozens of Sherlock Holmes, Charlie Chan's Thin Man type films and a good percentage of any studio's line-up had mystery films every year. That genre is pretty much dead today and a few films here and there don't change this. Which leaves another mystery: who killed the mystery film?Some suspects:1. TV- Miss Marple migrated to broadcast decades after Margaret Rutherford laid down her magnifying glass so its a good suspect. But there is a problem: mystery TV shows themselves eventually vanished from the airwaves. And it doesn't explain why crime and sci fi, which also went to TV, continued to do well in film. 2. MTV- somewhat tongue in cheek here- but could the fall of the mystery be collateral damage resulting from the ever shortening attention span of viewers? Mysteries do require patience and memory. 3. Sex and violence: as restrictions on prohibited behaviors were ended, movies turned to the basic human temptations to view psychologically arousing scenes. Mysteries couldn't compete in a blood and porn world. 4. The youth culture: the rising dominance of the 10-30 year old demographic as filmgoers who generally have little interest in quiet intellectual problem solving. Eventually TV producers began to cater to the same group. Who killed the mystery film? Any clues or missing suspects? It never went away and is more popular right now.
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Post by Doghouse6 on Sept 22, 2021 23:21:12 GMT
Oh, Magoo Nalkarj , you've done it again! Even when I don't get the answer, I get an answer, and it's always an edifying one (and undoubtedly more interesting than the one I sought). We're sure rackin' up those unsolved mysteries, huh? I was especially tickled by the info about "justly forgotten" author Carolyn Wells (thanks for the link), who happens to share my family name. No relation, far as I know; an aunt did an extensive family tree some years back, and all those in that branch of the family came from Oklahoma rather than New Jersey. No relation to the one associated with Fargo either, more's the pity, but it did turn up a connection to both presidents Harrison (the first of which, William Henry, died in office only 31 days into his first and only term; typical family underachiever)! Totally, irrelevant to anything, I know, but I have so little else at this juncture to contribute. About that "Poirot-accuses-everyone-before-revealing-true-killer gambit," I remember it being something of a staple of the Thin Man films; not accusations per se but, as Nick would build his case for the assembled suspects, he'd direct questions to each one, barking out their name in accusatory tones, invariably prompting alarmed widening of the eyes and you-can't-pin-this-on-me protestations of innocence. By the fourth film, I think it was ( Shadow Of the Thin Man), they were comfortable enough to even poke fun at it when, in the middle of Nick's long-winded revelations, Nora pleads, "Nicky, I can't stand it anymore...is it me?” Gah, I thought I responded to this! Thanks kindly, Doghouse. Oh no, if Carolyn Wells does in fact turn out to be your relative, I take back all the mean things I said about her! Fleming Stone really is the greatest detective in history! It’s not at all laughable that Aunt Jane felt the need to dress in drag to capture the murderer of that rich millionairess ( not a redundancy) Janet Converse, who as she wore her polka-dotted beach pajamas was offed by poison syringe under an umbrella with gigantism. And it’s an impeachable and brilliant piece of deduction that the killer was in fact that beautiful blonde Eunice Church, obviously (to Mr. Stone and Aunt Jane) a diabolical murderer because of her curved fingers and large earlobes. And yes indeedy, I love that part of a Thin Man movie—and that Nora line in Shadow, the best thing in the movie. Myrna Loy is absolutely adorable saying it. You can retract your "Gah," because I've now been seriously remiss, letting nearly a week go by since your reply. From your description, I kinda wish that author was a relation. No one in my family possesses such a oddly off-center imagination.
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