Manolo says, ayyyy! The Bells! The Bells!
Manolo loves the shoes!
O Gracious and Wise Manolo, why must ye always be so observant?
*tear* And why must the Harrison Ford be getting so old? *sniffle*
Oh, come on! Surely, the Manolo can not be serious. Trump and Nero? Perhaps. Ford and Laughton? Nope.
I wish you had left in the pic of Calista Flockhart next to him, to offset the grizzledness. She looked particularly lovely at that event.
I think that the Calista is secretly starving the Harrison and that is why the suit of the Harrison looks like it is swallowing him up.
What a horrible and slanderous aspersion to cast upon a beloved actor. Manolo, the Norma is surprised at you. How could you say such a thing about Charles Laughton?
What a frightful comparision. Both men are talented in their own right but definately not together. No, no, no.
Norma Desmond, it’s the picutres that have gotten small. Laughton was one of the greatest actors of the last century, smart and vulnerable in a way that Once and Future Indiana will never, ever be. (He had me for a while — Herr Jones! — but he’s hanging on to he-boy youth in a way that is much more unbecoming than fat, fleshy lips and a limp. Vulgar.)
And Calista is no Elsa Lanchester, although she would be a terrifying bride.
I’m with Norma and SuperMex on this one. Plus, Laughton was a great director too; consider Night of the Hunter.
The Indiana must lose the butt-part.
And Mr. Laughton, he did not put the silly pierce in his ear.