For the Actress Meme I chose the theme of actresses I fell in love with, and the movies I fell in love with them in. For actors it’s men I admire in the sort of older brother I never had way. I like them tough, but not that tough, not tough to the point of camp, like jocks but tough to the point of being brave enough to be their whole self, feminine side and all, and yes, that includes John Wayne. Tough enough to hold their liquor and never let go of it, or facsimile thereof, and yes, that includes Dick Burton. They exhibit none of the self-righteous narcissism (Tom Cruise, Richard Gere, Andy Garcia), spastic insecurity (Jerry Lewis, Chris Tucker) or neutered blandness (Fred MacMurray, Greg Kinnear) of my least favorites.
The other type on this list are guys who I just adore because they are total freaks, and yes, that means Peter Lorre. These guys may not get the girl or destroy the world like they’d like, but in the end, isn’t it better to have a spectacular death scene than a happy ever after?
Obviously these in no particular order, except in a sitting them around the dinner table sense, i.e. aesthetically. In addition to listing the films in which I most fell in love with them I’ve supplied a favorite quote from one of the movies. If you know which movie each quote is from then I love you like I love the rain, and the autumn leaves, and pills.
1. Cary Grant – His Girl Friday, Only Angels Have Wings
“I don’t care if there’s a million dead!”
“What’d you put in that tuna?”
“People who look at me, they see a mask – artificial. But the face behind the mask , it’s mutated, hideous, a horrible nightmare out of which I can never awake!”
“Or a Ben Hur 1860 with a duplicated line on page 16?”
“I tear torture out of myself by torturing you!”
“Want another beer? You kind of wasted some of that last one.”
“Sir, if I could just have a nip to steady my hands”
“You ever dance with the devil in the pale moonlight? That’s from Batman”
“Outstanding, Get you a case of beer for that one.”
“You have to go into the ass of death, into the womb of fear…”
“I’ve done some… questionable things.”
“It’s because you’re peachy… because you’re fucky.”
“No more dead bodies for daddy tonight.”
“I want you to succeed so bad, I’m gonna to do everything in my power to make you fail.”
“Ah, it’s either the candy or the hooch… wish I could say it was your chili I was gettin’ fat on, Varla.”
“That’s not true, he never came anywhere near my tabloids.”
“Come on! I got nothin’ left to live for!”
“You’re either a stud or a houseboy so which is it?’
“Look here white man, there’s little stealing like you does, and there’s big stealing like I does.”
“Now that’s a wound.”