Here comes Jean-Louis with a suitcase full of fun. This week’s Forgotten, as usual at The Auteurs’ Notebook, deals with a Franju obscurity I hadn’t even heard of until I stumbled upon it last week.
Archive for January 14, 2010
…the world was without Formby, and void.
Want to write something soon about George Formby, the modern manhood miracle, but consider this a taster to tide you over until today’s edition of The Forgotten comes off the presses. From the movie I DIDN’T DO IT, a dirty song about tits. Safe for work in the traditional sense, but not so safe in that somebody might break a chair over your head if you play it out loud.