Archive for June, 2007

The Ripper

Did you know that at the time of Jack the Ripper’s crimes, some people even theorized it was a female, ie Jill the Ripper?  Jill is my name so I think that’s kind of funny.  I imagine they chose Jill instead of Jane or something because ‘Jill’ also can mean a girl, just as Jack can mean a guy or some such.

Anyways, I’m getting away from what I wanted to talk about which is this book I have been reading by Patricia Cornwell called ‘Portrait of a Killer – Jack the Ripper Case Closed’.  It is a very compelling read (read it Ursula!).  I am only about 2/3’s through the novel and it has already been proven that an artist by the name of Sickert wrote many of the Ripper letters (by matching the actual paper to batches of 24).  Of course that doesn’t prove he was the Ripper.  She is building the case though, using brick after brick after brick of circumstantial evidence.  As one of her mentors states in one part of the book, a coincidence and a coincidence and a coincidence is no longer a coincidence. 

Although they do have a fingerprint from one of the rather incriminating Ripper letters they do not have one from Sickert to match it to.  Sickert is a respected artist of the late 18th century.  Many of his supporters scoff at the idea of him being the Ripper.  Thus much useful evidence such as fingerprints that may exist in paint on his artwork have not been availed to the investigators. 

They also have mitochodrial DNA from some of the envelopes which is not inconsistent with mitochondrial DNA from some of Sickert’s letters to other people.  However they have no nuclear DNA as of yet.

And here’s the annoying part.  Since the Ripper files were unsealed in 2002 a large percentage of the files and documents have gone missing!  Apparently some less-than-admirable sorts on the police force or otherwise have taken them and they no doubt now reside in the hands of private collectors.

I truly recommend the book.  It is very well written.  It does not dumb it down in the scientific portions of the book – well it probably does somewhat but it gives a lot of detailed information in the appropriate jargon.

Read it, tell me what you think!

New Camera

I finally got a new digital camera.  Not the greatest camera but certainly adequate for my needs.  The Kodak Easyshare C663.  My father was nice enough to give me a memory card he no longer used so I am all set to go.

I find it very difficult to put photos in this blog.  They never seem to fit properly unless I distort them.  I probably should contact the help desk to figure out what I am doing wrong but that would require effort!

All of you should beware though.  Lots of photos coming your way once I get things up and going.  They don’t call it ‘easyshare’ for nothing! 

PS.  It’s not the camera I took the air show photos with…

Air Show

My friend and I went to the St. Thomas Air Show yesterday.  It was a lot of fun and incredibly fascinating to see all the planes up close.  The soldiers were at their professional best and friendly to boot.  I remember one giving me a Russian salute as he walked by which was rather endearing.  So many photos we took with Krista’s little camera!   This is the link to my flickr account where you can view them at your leisure:  http://www.flickr.com/photos/24547945@N00/

Unfortunately, the order of the photos is reversed.  Apparently there is nothing I can do about this (short of uploading them again in reverse order).  So you might want to view them from bottom to top!

 Enjoy!

The Courtship of Eddie’s Father (1963)

A very special performance by Ron Howard inspired me to write this post.  It is absolutely clear from this performance why Ron Howard has gone on to have such a varied and successful career.  I believe he was 9 in this movie, and yet it is the acting of a veteran actor.  Indeed, he had already acted in many movies and television shows prior to this movie, but there is no amount of experience that can account for his incredibly endearing, realistic, and unaffected performance in this movie.

The movie itself, directed by Vincente Minelli, is not particularly interesting per se.  However, the lead actor Tom Corbett, is always interesting in my opinion, if only for his voice alone (plus I always expect him to do something funny). 

And my goodness, if you want to know what gorgeous looks like you simply must see the young Shirley Jones, playing the girl (woman) next door.  She wasn’t crowned Miss Pittsburgh in 1952 for nothing (at the tender age of 18).  She appears in this movie just three years after her oscar-winning performance in Elmer Gantry.  Of course, I’ll always love her as the mother in my all-time favourite TV show, ‘The Partridge Family’.  Apparently that role was not her proudest moment, which I find deeply distressing (or at least as distressed as I can be about TV) but I forgive her artistic snobbery. 

Father’s Day

It is once again the international day designated to honoring fathers everywhere. 

My father has 3 boys and a girl – me.  I feel fortunate to be the only girl as it makes me feel special.  I have often wondered what it would have been like if he had had another daughter.  Of course he has a godchild who lives in China but I am completely unable to recall at this late hour if it is a boy or girl.  A horrible admission to be sure, but understandable since I have never met the child and only hear of him/her sporadically. 

It is on this day that I am thankful that I have a father who lives a decent life and allows his children to be who they are without fear of his disapproval.  Granted, a little disapproval now and then would have probably gone a long way in steering me in the proper direction in life but I believe that we create our own destinies and I am thankful to have created mine, such as it is.  As I see it things can only get better from now on, despite the blows life will continue to throw in my path.  Free will and destiny, a dichotomy one truly begins to understand as wisdom slowly seeps into our consiousness.

My step-father has been a guiding light in my life, a voice of reason when I have been unable to make reasonable decisions myself.  I appreciate his down-to-earth approach to life; his unassailable belief in all things scientific that helped me to understand much of the world around me – not to mention his invaluable help with my homework as a child!

And lastly, my brother, who is/was like a father to me.  His knowlege and thirst for learning and understanding is limitless and I would not be the person I am today without his influence.  His kind understanding has helped me through the most difficult times and I am completely indebted to him.

For these three important men in my life I am truly thankful, and I can only say that one day is not enough to express all that they mean to me.

And if that sounds schmaltzy so be it.  Sometimes a little shmaltziness is called for.

xoxo

Time for a Revision

I must admit that my hasty judgement on dating sites was, well, hasty.  I recently joined a dating/social networking site that has proved to be most interesting.  A wide variety of intelligent, interesting people populate the site, making connections very easy and enjoyable.  I do so enjoy speaking to people from other parts of the world.  Although it is kind of funny that the vast majority of them work with computers!  Thank heaven for the internet!

The site I joined uses all sorts of sophisticated matching programs that are fun even if they aren’t accurate.  Time will tell I suppose.  My Mum is very worried about such sites and perhaps she’s right to be cautious.  I know I would not meet anyone in person until I had conversed with them for a long time, and felt I knew a lot about them.  And let me tell you, the meeting place would be well-lit and full of people. 

But why spoil the fun with all that?  The media has exaggerated the number of sickos out there to mind-numbing extremes.  There may be more sickos out there due to the mere fact that the population is expanding every day, but this doesn’t mean that the rate of psychopathology has changed in our society.  

And who knows, maybe I’m the sicko? 

A Milestone

Today my blog passed the 1000 views mark.  Hooray!  It took half a year but who’s counting?  I am very happy that my words have been read.  Not that I have anything that earth-shaking to say but at least if I ever do I’ll know that at least a few people will know…

Thanks for reading.  Stop by again soon.

MJ 

Funny Cat Photo

Funny Cat Photo

This photo makes me laugh every time I look at it.  I think it’s because I simply cannot adequately describe the cat’s expression in my mind.  He looks like he wants to be pissed and yet he’s waiting to see what the guys will think….

Date This

Dating sites are almost always a disappointment.  There are so many unattractive people out there.  And if they aren’t unattractive, they drink (a lot – or so they boast).  From the cheesey guy you’d never speak to in a bar, to the married guy who is looking for something on the side (I know, I’ve met one of those losers – his marital status hidden from me until the actual meeting), it just goes to show that finding someone on those sites is like hunting for a needle in a haystack.  And God help you if you’re a female and you post your photo – the abuse is unbelievable.  There is still an element of fun if you aren’t serious about finding someone however.  Dating sites just aren’t the place to go if you are.

I remember trying to sign up for one awhile back and they rejected me.  Didn’t know that could happen!  It was quite a funny surprize.  They said they didn’t think they could help me.  Well duh.  What site ever has?  (The only time I ever met a person online and developed a friendship was a complete fluke.  I found his blog by accident.  Which is probably the way it should be.  And even though that didn’t work out that great, at least I am glad to know him and think he is a wonderful person.)  So anyways, that site rejected me and I thought ‘well great, I really am a loser’.  That is until my brother investigated the site and determined that it was a Christian-type organization.  No doubt I should have realized this by all their questions about my religion – of which I have a very personal style.  I definitely didn’t answer the questions like a good God-fearing Christian woman.  I’m a weirdo and I know it.  Moderately unconventional and definitely open-minded.  Doesn’t mix well with the Christian set.  So I felt better after that little revelation (pardon the pun).

So enough of that.  I’ll just continue on looking at interesting blogs and talking to people that way.  Which begs the question why I haven’t talked to anyone through this blog – yet.  Because it’s not very interesting is my conclusion.  I mean look how many times I’ve used the word ‘interesting’ in this paragraph.  It’s certainly not one of those splashy, mosaics of sight and sound that one sees on facebook or myspace.  Some of those really annoy me because my computer is slow and sometimes if I hit the wrong page it takes forever to open because some schmo decided he had to have music and graphics and a full-length video to describe who he really is.  Annoying.

Okay, okay, enough griping already.  There’s a real world out there somewhere.  I’ve heard rumors about it online.

The Longest Day (1962)

It’s very simple.  If you haven’t seen The Longest Day you have missed one of the best war movies ever.  I’m no history buff so I don’t know how accurate it truly is but it certainly comes across as authentic right down to the various nationalities actually speaking their own languages (don’t you hate it when you’re watching German soldiers speak English?  Why, I even saw an old movie once in which the German soldiers had British accents – and that was really trippy).  Anywho, you should see this movie, even if it is 3 hours long.  It was a long day for those soldiers, and this is a fitting tribute.

Doug?  Perhaps you have a comment?

Below you will find some trivia taken from Wikipedia.  I hope you find it scintillating:

Richard Todd (playing Major John Howard, Officer Commanding D Company of The 2nd Battalion The Oxfordshire and Buckinghamshire Light Infantry, Air Landing Brigade, 6th Airborne Division) was himself in Normandy on D-Day, and participated as Capt. Todd of the 7th Parachute Battalion, 5th Parachute Brigade, British 6th Airborne Division. His battalion actually went into action as reinforcements, via a parachute jump (after the gliders had landed and completed the initial coup de main assault). Capt. Richard ‘Sweeney’ Todd was moved from the plane he was originally scheduled to jump from, to another. The original plane was shot down, killing everyone on board.

As a 22-year-old private, Joseph Lowe landed on Omaha Beach on D-Day with the Second Ranger Battalion and scaled the cliffs at Point-Du-Hoc. He scaled those hundred-foot cliffs all over again, for the cameras, some 17 years later.

Darryl F. Zanuck was quoted in an interview as saying that he didn’t think much of actors forming their own production companies, citing The Alamo (1960), produced by John Wayne, as a failure of such ventures. Wayne found out about this interview before being approached by Zanuck, and refused to appear in the film unless he was paid $250,000 for his role (when the other famous actors were being paid $25,000). Wayne got his requested salary.

Henry Grace was not an actor when being cast as Dwight D. Eisenhower, but his remarkable resemblance to Eisenhower got him the role.

Former U.S. President Dwight D. Eisenhower was considered for the role of himself in the film, and he indicated his willingness. However, it was decided that makeup artists couldn’t make him appear young enough to play his WWII self.

Due to the massive cost overruns on the film Cleopatra (1963) (which was filming contemporaneously), Darryl F. Zanuck had to agree to a fixed filming budget. After he had spent the budgeted amount he started using his own money to pay for the production.

According to fellow veterans major Werner Pluskat was not at his command bunker in Omaha Beach when the first wave of the invasion forces landed, instead he was in a bordello in Caen.

The theme song to the movie, by Paul Anka, was used as the Regimental march of the Canadian Airborne Regiment (1968-1995)

The piper who played the bagpipes as Lord Lovat’s commandos stormed ashore is played by the late Pipe Major Leslie de Laspee who was at the time Pipe Major of the London Scottish Pipe Band, and personal piper to HM the Queen Mother. The actual man who did this stirring deed on D-Day is Bill Millin. He recently donated that very set of pipes to the national war memorial in Edinburgh Castle.

While clearing a section of the Normandy beach near Ponte du Hoc, the film’s crew unearthed a tank that had been buried in the sand since the original invasion. Mechanics cleaned it off, fixed it up and it was used in the film as part of the British tank regiment.

One of producer Darryl F. Zanuck’s big worries was that, as filming of the actual invasion drew near, he couldn’t find any working German Messerschmitts, which strafed the beach, or British Spitfires, which chased them away. He finally found two Messerschmitts that were being used by the Spanish Air Force, and two Spitfires that were still on active duty with the Belgian Air Force, and rented all four of them for the invasion scenes.

An estimated 23,000 troops were supplied by the U.S., Britain and France for the filming. (Germans only appeared as officers in speaking roles.) The French contributed 1,000 commandos despite their involvement in the Algerian War at the time.

The Spitfire planes needed to be fitted with new Rolls-Royce engines before being usable.

No gliders of the sort used in the invasion were available, so Darryl F. Zanuck commissioned new duplicates from the same company that built the originals.

The fleet scenes were filmed using 22 ships of the U.S. Sixth Fleet during maneuvers off Corsica between June 21-30, 1961. The cameras had to avoid shooting the area where the fleet’s aircraft carrier was positioned, as there were no carriers in the invasion.

Just before shooting began in Corsica, Darryl F. Zanuck was approached by a man stating he represented the beach owners. He insisted on a $15,000 payment or else they would drive modern cars along the beach. Zanuck paid the money, but it was later discovered to be a scam as there were no private beaches in Corsica. Zanuck eventually won damages after an eight-year lawsuit.

As there was a nudist colony two miles inland from the Corsican beach, it was necessary to post signs warning the colonists not to approach the water during filming.

During shooting in Ste. Mère-Eglise, traffic was stopped, stores were closed and the power was shut down in order not to endanger the paratroopers who were unused to night drops in populated areas. Still, the lights and staged fire proved too difficult to work around, and only one or two jumpers managed to land in the square – with several suffering minor injuries. One of the initial jumpers broke both legs in landing. Ultimately, plans to use authentic jumps were abandoned, opting instead for rigged jumps from high cranes.

Eddie Albert, who played Colonel Thompson, was a World War II veteran. However, Albert actually served in the Pacific, not in Europe.

With a $10,000,000 budget, this was the most expensive black & white film ever made until Schindler’s List (1993).

During the filming of the landings at Omaha Beach, the American soldiers appearing as extras didn’t want to jump off the landing craft into the water because they thought it would be too cold. Robert Mitchum, who played General Norm Cota, finally got disgusted with them and jumped in first, at which point the soldiers had no choice but to follow his example.

In Italy for the filming of Cleopatra (1963), Roddy McDowall became so frustrated with the numerous delays during its production, he begged Darryl F. Zanuck for a part in this picture just so he could do some work. He ended up with a small role as an American soldier.

One of the very first World War II films made by an American studio in which the members of each country spoke nearly all their dialogue in the language of that country: the Germans spoke German, the French spoke French, and the Americans and Britishers spoke English. There were subtitles on the bottom of the screen to translate the various languages.

Richard Todd, veteran of the action at the bridge at Benouville (later renamed Pegasus Bridge) (see Item 1 above), was offered the chance to play himself but joked, “I don’t think at this stage of my acting career I could accept a part ‘that’ small.” He played the commander of the actual bridge assault itself, Major John Howard, instead.

The role of Lieutenant Colonel Benjamin Vandervoort was actively sought by Charlton Heston, but the last-minute decision of John Wayne to take a role in the film prevented Heston from participating.

Four Spitfires were used in the strafing sequence. They were all ex-Belgian target tugs and all were MK9’s. The serial no.s were MH415, MK297, MK923 and MH434 and all are still extant. The Spitfires were assembled and co-ordinated by former free French Spitfire pilot Pierre Laureys who flew with 340 Squadron, a free French unit in the RAF. The 4 Spitfires were of course re-painted in 340 Squadron markings. Spitfire MK923 was between 1963 and 1998 owned by film actor and Oscar winner Cliff Robertson.

In his memoirs Christopher Lee recalls being rejected for a role in the movie because he didn’t look like a military man (he served in the RAF during WW2).

The Messerschmitts used to portray Luftwaffe fighters were not Bf-109s, but were actually Bf-108 Taifuns, a four-seat cabin monoplane design with a wider fuselage.

Kenneth More, playing Capt. Colin Maud, carried the shillelagh Maud had used in the actual invasion. Maud loaned it to More so the actor could use it in the film.

In researching his contribution to the script, Romain Gary uncovered one of Cornelius Ryan’s mistakes: the casino at Ouistreham had not existed on June 6, 1944. Since the casino set had already been built, however, the scene taking place there was filmed anyway.
A little artistic license never hurt anybody…