This doesn’t have much to do with vintage or classic films, but I’ve been thinking for quite a while that it would be fun to recall and relate incidents of meeting–well maybe not quite meeting, but seeing–famous people. Sometimes when I think about who I’ve met, and only very briefly, the famous names start to add up. When I was young, this would enthrall me. It still can be impressive, but, now I know that they are just people.
The Lost Squadron (1932) and The Murder Man (1935)
Capitolfest 15 – August 11 to 13, 2017