Thursday, November 20, 2008

Everyone Loves Destructive Primates

Because I feel bad about not posting anything today (in addition to not posting anything of substance yesterday, or practically any day since starting this blog), here's a picture of a monkey crashing a party in the old Warner Brothers comedy Lady Killer:

Isn't that awesome? The movie, one of five starring James Cagney to be released in 1933, would be pretty humdrum if not for the monkeys gone wild scene (in which Cagney adds a little too much life to Margaret Lindsay's birthday bash with the help of a barrelful of monkeys) and the blink-and-you-miss-it kiss a naughty Cagney plants on Mae Clarke's breast.

Part of the problem is the lack of chemistry between Cagney and Lindsay, who'd have made a more believable pair as platonic friends whose heads were both turned by Clarke. What I'm trying to say -- read this next part in the voice of that office slut character Cheri Oteri played on Saturday Night Live -- what I'm trying to say is that Margaret Lindsay was a massive dyke. Like Cagney and Lacey rolled into one, if you're looking to quantify it. I'll grant you she wore a dress better than Hope Emerson or Marjorie Main, but she couldn't have seemed less interested in James Cagney in Lady Killer if he'd been wearing a giant sign that said "Get Your Herpes Here."

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