Showing posts with label 60s. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 60s. Show all posts
Monday, September 2, 2013
Thursday, July 25, 2013
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"Confessions of a Hollywood Agent" An explosive Hollywood novel of sex, power, intrigue… and murder… in the 50′s & 60's
Well I sure hope that most of Mr. Gardner's clients are dead or else he would be in real trouble. The seances and conversations in this fast paced book are so real and candid that one would think he was in the room! But WAIT he was in the room. ! This is the real McCoy, you don't need to read any other Hollywood tell all book. This one tells it ALL ! It is fun and stunning about all your favorite stars. I couldn't put it down, Don't miss this one, you will astound your friends with hard and funny truths here,
-Sam Carson F A I A
At work with the the two great comedians Jonathan Winters an Mickey Rooney
In the 60′s with the two great comedians Jonathan Winters an Mickey Rooney on a set in Hollywood. Check out my Novels, The Games End about elephants and the people in Africa, the Confessions of a Hollywood Agent about Hollywood in the 50′s and 60′s.
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Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Jonathan Winters on Dean Martin Roasts Frank Sinatra
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We're bringing you in to our blog, this entertaining blog about Jonathan coming on to Frank Sinatra. As you might not know, Jonathan Winters doesn't have a script, in fact he never did he didn't like the writers they were never funny enough for him so he always went up there and winged it. This is an example of that, he went up there and had them in hysterics and you will too. Enjoy the video and have a good week.
-From Bill Gardner's Assistant
We're bringing you in to our blog, this entertaining blog about Jonathan coming on to Frank Sinatra. As you might not know, Jonathan Winters doesn't have a script, in fact he never did he didn't like the writers they were never funny enough for him so he always went up there and winged it. This is an example of that, he went up there and had them in hysterics and you will too. Enjoy the video and have a good week.
-From Bill Gardner's Assistant
Make sure to check out Confessions of a Hollywood agent, a book about Hollywood during the 50s and 60s. Look into it especially if you're into old Hollywood.
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Jonathan Winters "The Stick"
Here we have your monthly dose of Jonathan Winters. In today's post, Jonathan Winters improvises using nothing more than a "stick."
Join us next month for yet another episode of Jonathan Winters' performance.
In the 50′s and 60′s I worked for Jonathan Winters as his assistant, and I want to present to all of you wonderful people to Jonathan Winters, so you can know how funny he was. He was considered one of the best comedians, had his own style and had his know how on how to bring the funniest parts of life. I am sure none of you will be disappointed so lets sit back and have a great laugh. Jonathan thanks for all the laugh you brought to us.
-William Gardner
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Wednesday, April 10, 2013
What is a good old Hollywood novel during the 50's & 60's?
“Find out, or guess, who the characters are. You’ll be surprised!”
With characters such as Elvis Presley, jfk, Mafia’s Meyer Lansky gangster, Fidel Castro, Porfirio Rubirosa, Nathan the Hollywood God-father, Godchild of Hitler and so many more!
A Hollywood Novel you won’t wan’t to miss.
"Only an industry insider could write a story filled with such nuance about the glam and grim of Hollywood in the 1950’s and 60’s. William Gardner takes you on a (manicured and bejeweled) hand-held tour of Beverly Hills and its crusty and upper-crust inhabitants."
- Ellen Singer
"Well I sure hope that most of Mr. Gardners clients are dead or else he would be in real trouble. The seances and conversations in this fast paced book are so real and candid that one would think he was in the room! But WAIT he was in the room. ! This is the real McCoy, you don’t need to read any other Hollywood tell all book. This one tells it ALL ! It is fun and stunning about all your favorite stars. I couldn’t put it down, Don’t miss this one, you will astound your friends with hard and funny truths here"
-Sam Carson
Confessions of a Hollywood Agent is a novel of a Hollywood courtesan and her procurer, who rise in the film world of the 50′s and early 60′s. Clint the agent and Dorothy the Star manipulate the Hollywood Godfather, Fidel Castro, JFK, an international playboy who was the godchild of Hitler… and one another. But the plot and intrigues they devise to further their careers don’t always turn out as planned. Only an industry insider could write a story filled with such nuance about the glam and grim of Hollywood in the 50s and 60s. There is plenty of sinning in Confessions, but is there redemption? You’ll stay awake to find out. Don’t rush forward to the closing credits. They come much too soon.
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Sunday, February 10, 2013
A Day With Mickey and Judy
Judy called Mickey and asked him if he would help her. She has a TV show at CBS and the bosses wanted to see her. Her ratings where slipping and they wanted to meet at her home later in the day. She knew Mickey would help with some ideas. He was filming at MGM that day but she knew going to the studio would be a big problem. She hadn’t been there in eighteen years since they fired her. She blamed MGM for all her problems.
Mickey told me to pick her up at her home inBrentwood. Judy was panicking when I got there. She had five cars and told me to put a case of Blue Nun wine in the back seat. It turned out I never got any of her cars to start. We left in my car with the Blue Nun in my back seat. As we drove out of the driveway, she popped a pill. When we got to MGM I drove through the studio gates, she popped another pill. I felt like it was Gloria Swanson arriving at the gates ofParamountin “Sunset Boulevard”.
She said, ”Mickey and I worked every day on three musicals at the same time for the “Andy Hardy Films” it was making MGM a fortune and exhausting us. They gave us uppers and downers to keep up our energy for the dance numbers and long hours. We didn’t know we were being hooked”. Later in life, they both were under the influence. Mickey found Jesus and got the cure but Judy never got over the drugs or booze.
Mickey told me he was working at hotel in Reno, Nevada, sitting in a coffee shop when a blonde bus boy came up to his table and said; “Jesus loves you Mickey Rooney”. He was shocked and felt he had been saved. He jumped up from the table, rushed to the cashier, and said; “Where’s that blonde bus boy that was at my table?” “We don’t have a blonde bus boy, Mr. Rooney”.
Judy adored Mickey and he her, but there was no romance. Mickey had many girls he dated but he felt Judy was like a sister. We stopped at stage 15 where Mickey was filming. I took the case of Blue Nun from the back of my car and we went to his dressing room. Judy opened a bottle of wine and settled down and said; “Find Mickey”. I went on to the stage; Mickey was working on a RodSterling, “ Twilight Zone” show playing a gambler who owned money to a bookie who threatens him. Mickey was acting into the telephone the whole time, no other performer was in the show. He finishes the scene, and the crew applauds him. “Judy is here, we’ll meet you in the commissary for lunch”. I said.
I went back to the dressing room. Judy had found a French actor, with a French Poodle and was kissing and hugging the dog and drinking the wine. She was already high. I told the actor we had to leave for an appointment; to get rid him.
When we got to the commissary, it was packed with people, Judy was shaking. I opened the door and we walked in. The room went silent and then, whispers. We see Arthur Freed, the producer of “Meet me InSaint Louis,” of her best movies. “Look, its Arthur Freed, he’s not coming over here? Ah, he is. I, I, can’t stand him. What will I do?” she asked. “Relax. He’s smiling. Smile back. He just wants to say hello.” I said. Arthur says; “Judy, so good to see you, working on something again?” “Good to see you Arthur. No I’m seeing Mickey for lunch.” Judy looks and sees Mickey at table waving at us. We go to his table. Judy began to relax and looked like she was having a good time. I brought up to Mickey. “Do you have some ideas for her show? Judy looked like she wasn’t interested so I gave up. We went back to the dressing room and Mickey had to go back to the stage to finish the TV film. I loaded Judy into my car, she was drunk. As we left the Studio she pooped another pill. She said; “I hated every moment. You cannot imagine how terrible I feel. It brought back all those bad memories. I should have never come back.”
When I got on the freeway going back to her house, she was silent and looked over at the car next to us where a cat was sitting on a man’s shoulder. She let out a scream and said, “That cat is driving that car”. She dived to the floorboard of the car and stayed there until I got her home. The cars of the CBS Bosses were there in her driveway waiting. I thought, are they in for it. I thought, I said, “Good bye and good luck, Sweetheart”. I was glad she didn’t ask me to be in her meeting and drove off.
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Gloria Pall deemed too sexy for TV
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Gloria Pall one of my friends from the 50's whom i helped with her career. It was wonderful to see her picture on the paper, on January 6th 2013. It brought back those wonderful memories from the 50's. I just wanted to show all the people that could remember, and everything that was said was true, her career was moving rapidly and she had loads of fans that had never seen that exposure before.
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On a December night in 1954, Los Angeles met the woman it would soon deem too hot for television.
After the success of Vampira, the glamorous ghoul of 1950s late-night TV, executives at KABC-TV (Channel 7) cast Gloria Pall, a showgirl and model, as Voluptua, the sultry hostess of a new, love-themed movie program.
Fans dubbed the statuesque Pall "Eyeful Tower" and "Miss Cleavage" for her shapely figure and plunging necklines. Her steamy on-camera poses and flirtatious comments soon earned her another moniker: "Corruptua."
Just seven weeks after it first aired, amid mounting pressure from religious and PTA groups and lackluster commercial sponsorship, the station abruptly canceled the show.
Pall, who went on to become a Los Angeles real estate agent, died Dec. 30 of heart failure at a Burbank hospital, her son, Jefferson Kane, said. She was 85.
R.H. Greene, a Los Angeles author and documentary filmmaker who put together a 2011 radio feature on Voluptua for KPCC-FM (89.3), called Pall a television pioneer.
"She was quite openly in touch with her sexuality, and that was an incredibly dangerous thing to do," Greene said in an interview Friday. "We don't have too many stories for that time that illustrate that, and Gloria's does."
Each Wednesday night, as the show's romantic theme song played, Pall slinked across Southland TV screens wearing an evening gown and dragging a fur coat.
Before she introduced the week's romantic flick, she greeted viewers with a breathy coo: "Welcome to my boudoir, I want you to feel that it's your special hideaway. Relax, take off your shoes, loosen your tie."
She caressed a bearskin rug, made silhouetted on-camera costume changes behind a translucent screen and answered a phone that didn't ring. Instead, it sighed her name: "Voluptua…Voluptua."
"You put that on television and people went crazy," Greene said. "They were simultaneously titillated and appalled. Gloria was way too hot to handle."
In a posting on her website, Pall described the over-the-top character she created as "just suggestive — corny not porny."
The show's risque theme and the protests it drew attracted national media attention. In 1955, Pall was featured in photo spreads in Playboy and Life.
Born Gloria Pallatz on July 15, 1927, in Brooklyn, New York, Pall grew up in poverty, her son said. As a teenager, she worked as an aircraft mechanic and as a filing clerk for the United Service Organization. She said later that she was working at the organization's office on the 56th floor of the Empire State Building on July 28, 1945, when an Army B-25 bomber crashed into the building.
"It threw me across the room, and I landed against the wall," Pall told National Public Radio in 2008. "We didn't know if it was a bomb or what happened. It was terrifying."
In 1947, she won the Miss Flatbush beauty contest in her hometown and then worked as a model.
After stints as a showgirl in Reno and Las Vegas, she moved to Hollywood, where she landed small but memorable roles.
In an iconic image from the 1957 film "Jailhouse Rock," Pall's legs frame Elvis Presley's face at a burlesque show; she clutches Kirk Douglas' arm in a scene from 1954's "20,000 Leagues Under the Sea"; and in "Crimson Kimono," a classic 1959 film noir, Pall played a stripper named Sugar Torch, who gets shot in the opening scene.
In her 30s, her film roles growing scarce, Pall started studying for a real estate license.
"I decided that I ought to do something with my life besides going to parties and doing occasional modeling work," she told The Times in 1962, adding, "I've finally got my name in lights on the Strip."
Indeed, the sign outside her lavender-hued real estate office on Sunset read simply: "Call Pall."
In 1965, Pall married Allen Kane, who owned a Ford dealership in North Hollywood. The couple, who later divorced, moved with their young son to Florida and Atlanta before returning to California in the late 1970s.
Pall, who drove a lavender 1957 Ford Thunderbird and dressed mainly in shades of purple, later wrote and self-published several books about her life.
"She just knew so much about the '50s," her son said. "Those were her glory days."
A memorial is planned for 3 p.m. Jan. 20 at Calvary Baptist Church in Burbank, 724 S. Glenoaks Blvd.
Asked toward the end of her life what she would say to those who campaigned to get Voluptua off the air, Pall laughed and offered three words: "Get a life."
Source: The LA Times[/caption]
On a December night in 1954, Los Angeles met the woman it would soon deem too hot for television.
After the success of Vampira, the glamorous ghoul of 1950s late-night TV, executives at KABC-TV (Channel 7) cast Gloria Pall, a showgirl and model, as Voluptua, the sultry hostess of a new, love-themed movie program.
Fans dubbed the statuesque Pall "Eyeful Tower" and "Miss Cleavage" for her shapely figure and plunging necklines. Her steamy on-camera poses and flirtatious comments soon earned her another moniker: "Corruptua."
Just seven weeks after it first aired, amid mounting pressure from religious and PTA groups and lackluster commercial sponsorship, the station abruptly canceled the show.
Pall, who went on to become a Los Angeles real estate agent, died Dec. 30 of heart failure at a Burbank hospital, her son, Jefferson Kane, said. She was 85.
R.H. Greene, a Los Angeles author and documentary filmmaker who put together a 2011 radio feature on Voluptua for KPCC-FM (89.3), called Pall a television pioneer.
"She was quite openly in touch with her sexuality, and that was an incredibly dangerous thing to do," Greene said in an interview Friday. "We don't have too many stories for that time that illustrate that, and Gloria's does."
Each Wednesday night, as the show's romantic theme song played, Pall slinked across Southland TV screens wearing an evening gown and dragging a fur coat.
Before she introduced the week's romantic flick, she greeted viewers with a breathy coo: "Welcome to my boudoir, I want you to feel that it's your special hideaway. Relax, take off your shoes, loosen your tie."
She caressed a bearskin rug, made silhouetted on-camera costume changes behind a translucent screen and answered a phone that didn't ring. Instead, it sighed her name: "Voluptua…Voluptua."
"You put that on television and people went crazy," Greene said. "They were simultaneously titillated and appalled. Gloria was way too hot to handle."
In a posting on her website, Pall described the over-the-top character she created as "just suggestive — corny not porny."
The show's risque theme and the protests it drew attracted national media attention. In 1955, Pall was featured in photo spreads in Playboy and Life.
Born Gloria Pallatz on July 15, 1927, in Brooklyn, New York, Pall grew up in poverty, her son said. As a teenager, she worked as an aircraft mechanic and as a filing clerk for the United Service Organization. She said later that she was working at the organization's office on the 56th floor of the Empire State Building on July 28, 1945, when an Army B-25 bomber crashed into the building.
"It threw me across the room, and I landed against the wall," Pall told National Public Radio in 2008. "We didn't know if it was a bomb or what happened. It was terrifying."
In 1947, she won the Miss Flatbush beauty contest in her hometown and then worked as a model.
After stints as a showgirl in Reno and Las Vegas, she moved to Hollywood, where she landed small but memorable roles.
In an iconic image from the 1957 film "Jailhouse Rock," Pall's legs frame Elvis Presley's face at a burlesque show; she clutches Kirk Douglas' arm in a scene from 1954's "20,000 Leagues Under the Sea"; and in "Crimson Kimono," a classic 1959 film noir, Pall played a stripper named Sugar Torch, who gets shot in the opening scene.
In her 30s, her film roles growing scarce, Pall started studying for a real estate license.
"I decided that I ought to do something with my life besides going to parties and doing occasional modeling work," she told The Times in 1962, adding, "I've finally got my name in lights on the Strip."
Indeed, the sign outside her lavender-hued real estate office on Sunset read simply: "Call Pall."
In 1965, Pall married Allen Kane, who owned a Ford dealership in North Hollywood. The couple, who later divorced, moved with their young son to Florida and Atlanta before returning to California in the late 1970s.
Pall, who drove a lavender 1957 Ford Thunderbird and dressed mainly in shades of purple, later wrote and self-published several books about her life.
"She just knew so much about the '50s," her son said. "Those were her glory days."
A memorial is planned for 3 p.m. Jan. 20 at Calvary Baptist Church in Burbank, 724 S. Glenoaks Blvd.
Asked toward the end of her life what she would say to those who campaigned to get Voluptua off the air, Pall laughed and offered three words: "Get a life."
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