I’ve seen Pressure again, a movie that is certain to be nominated for Best Picture. A second viewing makes it clear that, underneath all of the D-Day drama in Pressure, there is a love letter to Kay Summersby.
Under Pressure
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Lazy Bake Oven
Every so often I recall that, during my school years, I had restaurant jobs where I was a cook. Then I act on that recollection.
Peeling the white potatoes to mash them is the hardest part of making shepherd’s pie. I pre-cook a pound of ground turkey in an iron skillet. It goes in a casserole dish with creamed corn and chopped onion. The mashed potato with melted butter on it goes over that, then into the oven for a while.
This pizza crust was handmade with a powder mix that includes yeast. I like Trader Joe’s pizza sauce. Onion goes on that, then the cheese, and topped with green pepper after coming out of the oven.
Oliver Does Olivier
Eric Idle’s bastard son John Oliver did it. He begged, like Trump begs for awards he doesn’t deserve, to be a character on a soap opera. Just as CBS caved to Trump, ABC gave in to Oliver’s relentless whining.
Do we want more? Of course we do!
Much more!
Breaking Heartbreaking News
Oh, no. I used to know this guy at work. He was just reaching retirement age. This is awful.
The cause of death could have actually been a heart attack, rather than drowning. We’re waiting for confirmation.
Wearing Lipstick in Bed
Another 1953 movie of interest with Jean Peters is Niagara, although it’s Marilyn Monroe who gets top billing.
Marilyn is certainly given a very memorable introduction.
But Blonde Bombshells, even Marilyn, have never been my type. For me, it’s Jean who’s the hook in Niagara.
It’s unfortunate the movie was made in 1953. It deserved to be filmed in a widescreen format, and a year later it would have been. The casting of Casey Adams (real name Max Showalter) as Jean’s husband is curious, because he was rather apparently gay.
Not Framed for Murder
I don’t have Noir Alley framing sequences with Eddie Muller introducing this movie, A Blueprint for Murder. It’s from 1953 and stars Jean Peters, which is all the intro I need!
Jean Peters, who became Mrs. Howard Hughes, had one of those perfectly beautiful and captivating faces I admire so much.
The closest comparison I can think of today, that won’t be a surprise to my buddy Bismo, is Rebecca Ferguson.
I have known one woman who had comparable beauty. I have a photo of her at age 25 that would be a perfect match to those images of Peters and Ferguson, but I’d be in big trouble if I shared it.
Then, of course, there is incomparable Prue.
