Showing posts with label shrine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shrine. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

A personal story about Noel Neill and the 'Lois Lane Debate'

It's great to have those special friends in your life; the ones you can share thrillingly valuable moments with in serious discussion of some of the most trivial and ridiculous topics.

I'm fortunate to have several friends like that, and my old radio pal Johnny Savage is one of them.
We have shared many of the same interests, and conversations are often lengthy and spirited.

We've touched on the old 1950's 'Adventures of Superman' TV series several times over the years.

A while ago Johnny brought up that he'd been watching the first season DVD box set.

He mentioned that he preferred those first black and white episodes from 1952, as they were more serious in tone (He may have even used the word 'gritty'), and he preferred actress Phyllis Coates in the role of Lois Lane, intrepid girl reporter for the Daily Planet.

In his opinion, she was tougher, sexier and brassier than Noel Neill, who played Lois in the series from the second season on.

I was familiar with the debate of Neill versus Coates - - I'd heard it several times before, and understood the reasons why many people were partial to Phyllis' allure and vaguely 'film-noir' looks.

In explaining to my friend Johnny that I would always be partial to Noel Neill, I told him I knew I was pretty much beyond any objective analysis in explaining my preferences.

I know that the later color seasons of the show have achieved sort of a 'comfort food' status for me.






That particular 1950's color process is hypnotic
eye-candy, and there's a definite charm to the manner in which the plotlines got increasingly outlandish as the series wore on.

The affability exuded by George Reeves as Kent/Superman becomes more pronounced too, and it mixes so well with the "Jeepers!" issuing from Jack Larson's Jimmy Olsen and the 'happily helpless' qualities of Noel's Lois.




Noel Neill cast as Lois had of course pre-dated
Phyllis Coates and everyone else on the series - - She'd played the role opposite
Kirk Alyn ⬆ a few years earlier, in the 1948 and 1950 Superman movie serials.

She'd worked as a model in the late 1930's, while still in her teens. Throughout the '40's she appeared in dozens of B-movies, serials and short subjects.

She was often cast as a 'spunky' teen or a damsel-in-distress...

























(From a 1949 'Brick Bradford' movie serial) ⬇






































Noel with Peggy Castle and a model of a burned-out New York skyscraper, from odd 'cheesecake' photos promoting their 1952 film 'Invasion USA'. ⬇ ➤
(Which coincidentally also starred
Phyllis Coates)
(Via Conelrad)












In talking with my friend Mr. Savage about Noel Neill I had no expectations of changing his mind, but it became clear that he needed a better insight into my attachment to her.
(Well, regardless, he was going to get it.)

So I told him an old story that I'd related at least once before...

For much of the 1980's, the hands-down coolest music publication around was KICKS Magazine.
Founded and edited by musicians Miriam Linna and Billy Miller, it would be a flagship for their empire that eventually would become the Norton Record label.

In KICKS issue #3 (1984), Billy Miller wrote a fiery article that turned the Coates vs. Neill debate into a contest.

Click here to read that article,
"Who Is The Real Broad of Steel?"

(printed in an era prior to the concept of 'P.C.')

The piece requested that readers weigh in with their opinions on the subject, a selection of which were printed in the following issue.

KICKS issue #4 (1985) included my letter in defense of Ms. Neill among the responses. (Yeah, I've been a nerd for a long, long time.)
(Click here to see that letters column.)

What I'd related was my own tale of how Noel Neill in her 'Adventures of Superman' portrayal of
Lois Lane had served as a catalyst in perhaps my earliest recollection of sexual awakening.

Yep, Noel Neill gave me my first erection. (Or at least, the first one I'd noticed in a 'cause-and-effect' scenario.)

I was perhaps 4 or 5 years old when I first saw a TV rerun of the 1958 A.O.S. sixth season episode
'The Magic Secret'. The scene in question appears near the climax of the show.

Lois Lane and Jimmy Olsen are trapped at the bottom of a deep shaft.
An elaborate criminal ploy lures Superman to fly to their rescue, and once he joins Lois and Jimmy at the bottom of the shaft, a ray gun is engaged which bombards the three of them with Kryptonite radiation.
As Superman drops to the floor weakened and helpless, one wall of the shaft begins to close in, threatening to crush them all.

Powerless and near death, Superman employs heretofore unseen magical abilities to put Lois into a trance. With a wave of his hand he levitates her unconcious form into a horizontal position.
In this manner, Lois' rigid body serves as a brace to temporarily halt the advance of the moving wall.

He intructs Jimmy to climb out of the shaft and divert the raygun.
The walls are now close enough for Jimmy to prop his legs against one side and his hands against the other. With a casually Herculean effort, Olsen slowly climbs the walls in this awkward manner all the way to the surface.

While recovering from the effects of the Kryptonite radiation, Superman brings Lois out of her trance and all is soon put to right.

Watching this as a wee tot, there was something about a floating Lois that triggered something and really turned me on.

At that age I had very little grasp on the nature of 'sex'.

I knew it was something weird that adults did, something that somehow managed to overule what I understood in those days from first-hand experience as the purely natural adversarial state that existed between boys and girls.

I think I had a notion that the 'sex' thing might involve touching, probably kissing, and maybe seeing someone naked. To my toddler mind, this was something that NO girl could possibly allow willingly, so I reasoned that a boy's path to conquest must involve guile, trickery, or better yet - - stealth in catching the lady unawares. (I'm relieved to say that 'force' didn't occur to me.)

So: Superman's 'girlfriend', floating horizontal, unconscious, and away from prying eyes. Boner city.
- - And though the memory may have been jumbled over the many, many years, I never forgot it.

A footnote to my discussion came not too long ago, in yet another vintage TV discussion with Johnny Savage.

He told me that he and his young sons had been enjoying watching some of the goofy color episodes from later seasons of the Superman show.

Then he told me specifically about watching the 5th season episode 'The Tomb of Zaharan' from 1957.

A middle-eastern cult has decided that Lois Lane is the reincarnation of their ancient queen. They capture Lois and (of course) Jimmy, dress them in ceremonial garb, and leave them trapped in a sealed tomb. The tomb chamber is filling with smoke from burning incense designed to suffocate their mortal bodies but reawaken the spirit of the dead queen.

Just before Lois and Jimmy expire, Superman bursts in and rescues them both.

Johnny recalled my thing for Noel Neill as he told his story, and made a point of mentioning how he'd really noticed her in this episode...

"It was kind of weird. Jimmy's shirtless and tied up, Noel's got on this sort of diaphanous see-through outfit, lots of leg and hips - - was she wearing a bra? Seemed like kind of a lot of skin and kink for a fifties kid's adventure show. So, yeah, I guess I see what you mean about Noel. My boys like the show, too..."



















Thanks for all the memories Ms. Neill, and it's good to know you're still out there.
(and thanks to you for sharing, Mr. Savage.)

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Ruth Buzzi & Arte Johnson - Don't Futz Around / Very Interesting - - plus a small shrine to Ruth

I've always had a thing for Ruth Buzzi.

There, I've said it, and I feel better. Regardless of how lowbrow or oddball the old TV show or movie, it always makes me happy to see her appear.

Way back on Rowan & Martin's Laugh-In, the more they'd try to convince me that Ruth was frumpy or plain as compared with Goldie Hawn or Judy Carne, the more I'd have to disagree.

I think part of my response was the old thing about a confident attitude. Ruth Buzzi was always only too willing to make herself look ridiculous, and it always seemed like she really had fun doing so.

Yep, it's a turn-on. Makes her sexy. And it doesn't matter if her exuded confidence was real or imagined. It worked on me.




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The text piece below is taken from the February, 1969 issue of the short-lived 'Laugh-In' magazine.⬇













































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In recent years it seems Ms. Buzzi's appearances on TV have been mostly on children's shows and doing voice-over work in animation. Sounds appropriate enough.

It still just makes me happy to know she's out there.

A couple of other places you'll find Ruth Buzzi around the net:

Here's a link to an interview over at RetroCRUSH.








- - And here's something *really* unusual: Excerpts from Ruth Buzzi's 1954 High School Yearbook, at a site which also includes shots of Buzzi doing poses in a 1978 yoga manual...!?! ↙






















As Gladys Ormphby, with Arte Johnson as Tyrone F. Horneigh ⬇












































Which brings us to Arte Johnson.
I love him too, for many of the same reasons, though he doesn't hold *quite* the same allure for me. But again, the perception is that being funny comes naturally, he makes it look easy, so he's fun to watch.

- - And so it worked well as a comedic partnership.

A side-note: I really hope Arte Johnson's been receiving royalties for the countless crossword puzzles he's appeared in over the past few decades...

Looks like Ruth and Arte released this single on the Reprise label in 1968, right around the time that 'Laugh-In' was enjoying its first big wave of success.

My copy of the 45 has always been rather worn, I've done my best to try and clean up the crappy sound fidelity.

Yes, they are singing the word 'Futz', make no mistake.

A definition of 'to futz around' is perhaps best represented as being identical to 'fool around': To spend time idly, aimlessly, or frivolously.

On 'Very Interesting' Arte is in character as Wolfgang, the German soldier, while Ruth giggles in the background.

Basically they're covering the same territory as Jim Backus and 'friend' Phyllis Diller back in 1958 on 'Delicious'. (Thanks to The Hound)

(click for audio)

Listen to:
Ruth Buzzi & Arte Johnson -
Don't Futz Around


Listen to:
Arte Johnson & Ruth Buzzi -
Very Interesting





















































































UPDATE, 10.1.08: Just a few more Ruth images added for good measure, just for fun.

The three illustrations above ▲ are all by artist Rod Filbrandt, as seen at his
cartooning / illustration blog,
Chowderhead Bazoo.

One is #11 in Rod's
'Ultimate Superstar Trading Card' series, the other two appeared in Vancouver B.C.'s weekly newspaper, The Georgia Straight.

UPDATE, 4.19.09: For more info about one less-remembered Ruth project, Follow this link to see the theater program from 1972's ill-fated 'Clownaround'.

Freshly-stirred links