Thursday, May 25, 2006

If I can hold on through the night . . .

Last night I watched the first half of The Poseidon Adventure, killing time while waiting for Lost to start.

I realized that I am turning into Red Button's character, Mr. Martin: alone, odd, fussy (though, God willing, I will never wear a cravat). Granted, I'm built more like Ernest Borgnine or Shelly Winters, but in the water, I'm a very skinny lady.

P.S. Did anyone else think that Roddy McDowall looked kinda hot in that movie? No? Okay, it was just me, I guess.

6 comments:

Lee said...

Well, at least you haven't become a haberdasher (well, one DID become president! Truman) and you're wittier.

As an aside. you might get a kick outta this:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/76484458@N00/99569398/

Crash said...

Lee, you made my day.

palochi said...

Roddy could be hot in that sort of dashing-yet-prissy kind of way. Ernest Borgnine was definitely hot in that gruff-and-cubish-cigar-smoking-yet-lightly-goofy sort of way when he was younger.

Maybe you should start smoking cigars?

And never forget that Shelley Winters saved all their asses.

Homer said...

The original was so much better than the new version.

David said...

I've always thought that while not exactly hot, Roddy always looked quite fuckable.

Kayo Kid said...

Ah, one of my top five movies ever. I can see the Rod being hot. At least you're not the Carol Lynley character. I always wanted Red Buttons to let go of her hand during that explosion scene in the smokestack and turn to the camera and go, "oops."