December 18, 2007
Gangsters and Griswolds
We find that after doing scads of last-minute shopping, the best way to ensure "Peace on Earth, Good Will Toward Men" is to avoid the general public altogether. So one of our favorite parts of Christmastime involves shutting ourselves off from the outside world and gorging on movies. This time of year there's plenty of stuff to watch on Ye Old Yule Tube. TCM is getting into the Santa act by presenting "Sweet Home Chicago," a lineup of five films that starts airing tonight.
Kicking things off is the classic A Raisin in the Sun, with Sidney Poitier and Ruby Dee. Even if you read the play during One Book One Chicago, the movie is a must-see. Next is The Joker Is Wild, a Frank Sinatra movie set in Prohibition-era Chicago, notable for Frank's stellar performance as well as for introducing the song standard "All the Way." A pair of hardboiled potboilers, Chicago Confidential and Chicago Syndicate, will offer juicy portraits of a largely-fictionalized Windy City. A quote from one of the trailers tells you what to expect: "The bullet-by-bullet truth about the rape of a city at the hands of a killer mob...ripped out of tomorrow's headlines."
The "crown jewel" of the TCM schedule is the network premier of National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation. What can we say except: Just. Plain. Hilarious. You don't need an excuse to watch this movie, but it'll certainly make the season bright. Clark Griswold sums it up best: "We're gonna have the hap, hap, happiest Christmas since Bing Crosby tap-danced with Danny fucking Kaye. And when Santa squeezes his fat white ass down that chimney tonight, he's gonna find the jolliest bunch of assholes this side of the nuthouse."



Interesting tidbit: I've never seen Jokers Wild, but it's about Joe E. Lewis, who used to sing at the Green Mill. I think the story was that this was one of Capone's only joints on the North Side and one of his henchmen, Jack McGurn, was a part owner. Anyway, Lewis was really popular and got another, better offer at a club but was told by McGurn he couldn't take it. He took it anyway. Shortly thereafter, three thugs broke into his hotel room and sliced up his face, throat, tongue and beat him half to death. Amazingly he lived, though he could no longer speak. Even more amazingly, he re-invented himself as comedian and ended up hitting it big again in Vegas! Guess I'll have to watch the film.
The Joe E. Lewis story is amazing and true. I do believe he could speak. I seem to remember seeing him do his comedy routine on TV years ago, though maybe I'm thinking of Joe E. Brown.
I'm sorry TCM couldn't show the silent version of Chicago. That's a really great movie.
I renew my plea to end the word. word. word. practice.
Sorry, I meant, he had to learn to speak again!