The great Anne Bancroft, dead of cancer at 73.
If you haven’t yet seen The Graduate, you owe it to yourself to stop what you’re doing and remedy that right now. One of the greatest American films ever made.
Rest in peace, Ms Bancroft.
The great Anne Bancroft, dead of cancer at 73.
If you haven’t yet seen The Graduate, you owe it to yourself to stop what you’re doing and remedy that right now. One of the greatest American films ever made.
Rest in peace, Ms Bancroft.
Coo coo ca-choo, Mrs. Robinson,
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo wo wo).
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson,
Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey hey hey, hey hey hey).
Wow, I hadn’t heard. Sad.
…and deepest sympathies to Mr. Brooks.
A) That’s a great song.
B) I have one word for you, Jeff. Plastics. Oh, and “curry.” I like that word, too.
The movie captures much of that era perfectly. Which is probably why I can’t stand to watch it.
Every time I watch it I want to move into a boarding house near Berkeley on the off chance Katherine Ross might stop over for a bit.
I posted mine just seconds before I clicked over here.
So how many bloggers will use that title, d’ya suppose?
She was definitely a class act.
Aside from The Graduate, she was great in “The Turning Point”. The fight with Shirley MacLaine was a moment to remember.
If you read Russell Wardlow’s blog (Mean Mr. Mustard), the last thing you would want to do is move to a boarding house near Berkeley. Katherine Ross or not.
Russell calls me nasty names.
Then Russell is a bad, bad boy.
By the way, don’t forget Anne Bancroft in the Miracle Worker, and dozens of other great films. And just the fact that she’s been married to Mel Brooks since 1964 has always endeared her to me.
Yeah, Gail, I was just going to quote you from Scribal Terror to the effect that she was a classy lady, a great actress, and she was married to Mel Brooks, for Christ’s sake. And she was a terminal hotty.
The Graduate? Not at all timeless, but definitely a major Sixties cinematic artifact. The irony that causes audiences to wince at it now overtook it very soon, by the early Seventies.
But at no other time could you get away with showing someone belting people with an altar crucifix. It wouldn’t have been allowed earlier, and later audiences wouldn’t have left a dry seat in the house.
Turing = hand, as in I typed this post a moment ago, and got the perfect Turing word, “hot”, and I typed a witty tie-back to the late Ms. Bancroft, but my connection dropped, I lost the comment, and I had to start over, causing me to smack my desk and bruise my hand.
Turing = life, as in Oh well, that’s life!
I don’t get your critique, SI. I think The Graduate holds up very well as a coming of age piece.
Eye of the beholder, I guess.
Mrs. Robinson was the original MILF.
I feel sorry for Mel Brooks.
Katherine Ross = Timeless
Every time I watch it I want to move into a boarding house near Berkeley on the off chance Katherine Ross might stop over for a bit.
But, then you would be living with Richard Dreyfuss.