Friday, April 3, 2009
Gable was pushing the upper register of his 40's in this movie, but still looked pretty darned good. And the movie was pretty darned good as well. Not an all-out expose of advertising, yes-men, and greed, it still got some digs in.
Greenstreet is rather brilliant, "Irr-i-tate, irr-i-tate..."
This is an early scene; I'd hoped to find the last. But this will do.
This movie is (carry the two, divide by eight, take the square root of...) about sixty years old, and advertising hasn't changed much. Nor have bosses.
In the final scene, Gable pours a jug of water on Greenstreet, and walks off the job and out the door. You know, just like real life.
Here you go