But this is Hollywood, it happens. The stress gets to you and makes you do strange things. Look at this kid Christian Bale, with the number one movie of the weekend, and maybe the number one of all-time, the way the pooh-bahs are talking, gets himself arrested for assaulting his dear, old mother. I don’t know much about this kid, but it sounds like it’s the stress.
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At this moment on ReelTime Weblogs of movies, spruce geese and hamburgers… we have our newest entry on Bob Hope.
Life is good; while you’re alive, that is, I guess was for Mr. Hope
Earlier this week, Linda Hope announced an estate sale of the late Bob Hope’s personal belongings. Times are hard everywhere, I suppose.
There are many items going to the block. A lota funny hats and golf clubs, I’m told. One interesting thing on the block will be Hope’s dentures, which definitely have my interest as a buyer.
The way I see it, his papers and pictures, even the golf clubs are far too ephemeral.
The teeth, why, that’s like buying a piece of the man, himself. And I’m sure high quality dentures would last hundreds of years. I have scripts from 10 years ago that have fallen apart. Why would I want to buy that? The teeth on the other hand. Ah, the teeth!
I have good memories of Hope, even though he called me a “bum.” “Your father didn’t make pictures with so much blood, you bum!” He yelled at me in ‘69 at a party with Peter Sellers and an elephant.
