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Never been on Twitter or Facebook or any of that. But if the question pertains to favorite 1940s leading ladies, I'd go with (in no particular order):

Joan Leslie
Gail Russell
Barbara Britton
Ruth Terry
Martha O'Driscoll
Ella Raines
Mary Beth Hughes
Jinx Falkenburg
Elyse Knox

"The Line-Up" (1958) is really great. I wish the tv-series it was based on were more available these days. Used to be syndicated under the title "San Francisco Beat," and it had a healthy five-year run. I have a few episodes.

Lots of old films had San Francisco settings. One of the more obscure ones is a cheapie film, "Treasure of Monte Cristo" (1949), starring husband-and-wife Glenn Langan and Adele Jergens. Shot on location there. Hardly a great film, but I've had an affection for it since seeing it on a late-show when I was a young'un.

Oldest film I know of which (I think) was set in San Francisco was director Tod Browning's "Outside the Law" (1920), with Priscilla Dean and Lon Chaney. A really great and surprisingly violent finale, taking place in a Chinatown curio shop. The 1930 talkie remake, with Mary Nolan and Edward G. Robinson isn't as good.

No one going to mention the classic "San Francisco" (1936), with Clark Gable, Jeanette MacDonald, and Spencer Tracy?
Far cry from 1964, when a "Project Prayer" rally was held at the Shrine Auditorium in Los Angeles with 2500 in attendance, in support of school prayer, after the recent Supreme Court decision. Stars like Walter Brennan, Lloyd Nolan, Rhonda Fleming, Gloria Swanson attended, and there was vocal support from names like Ginger Rogers, John Wayne, Mary Pickford, Jane Russell, Roy Rogers, and others.
The artwork was what really set these above all other kiddie gum-card junk. Beautifully painted for maximum humor by old-timer Norman Saunders, who did marvelous cover art for old pulp magazines back in the 1930s and 1940s. A real master.
Well, I've always liked "Sparrows" (1926) a lot. The restoration print on the blu-ray looks stellar, much better than the lousy public-domain prints that floated around for decades. Who'd expect Mary Pickford to be in such a creepy, spooky film?
I do recall when I was younger, being sometimes in awe of looking at the copyright dates to episodes of things like "I Love Lucy," "Life of Riley," "Lone Ranger" and such, and realizing they were over twenty years old. A tv-show that was 20 years old? Ancient times. So distinctively distant, in terms of visuals and culture, yet still so close in other ways.

Nowadays, if I see a tv-episode of something from 20 years ago, I wouldn't even be cognizant of it being dated. For example, if I run across something like one of those omnipresent "Law and Order" or "CSI" reruns, I honestly couldn't tell whether it was from 1997, 2007, or 2017, or even last year.
I always rather regretted not going to see Cab Calloway when he was appearing in Austin at the Paramount Theater, back in the 1980s. I had planned a trip back home that weekend, and really couldn't change my plans very easily.

No, it's not Lillian Bond. I'm pretty familiar with Bond, and in fact, just watched her a few weeks back in "Stepping Out" (1931), which gave her a pretty good spotlight.
Nah, that Scotty Bowers guy was a ludicrous fabulist, whose wild tales don't pass muster. Gas-station hustler. He even makes Kenneth Anger's documented falsehoods and exaggerations seem comparatively sound and stable.

There's enough real scandal, dirty-work and infamy in old Hollywood without Bowers and Anger and their wacky homo science-fiction.
Never heard of the 'Radford' Studio, but apparently that's been the new name of the CBS Studios in Studio City. I'm thinking that was also the old Republic studios lot, which leased spaces for (MCA) Revue productions in the 50s, before the latter merged with Universal in the early-60s and their product switched over to filming at Universal City. I think (but I'm not 100% sure) that Four-Star Productions in the 1960s filmed there, stuff like "BIg Valley," "Burke's Law," and "Honey West," although the Four Star library of tv-series ultimately were bought by Fox. Which in turn was bought by Disney, which keeps its old film properties so clamped down and unavailable to everyone's consternation.

It's a real maze trying to keep the studios straight, and who has owned what through the years. I usually try not to even bother. Too headache-inducing. But I always hate to see more history wiped away.
There's a cheap independent film, "Invisible Avenger" (1958), which is commonly-found in the public domain arena, which takes place in New Orleans. It's an attempt to update the pulp-radio hero "The Shadow," but has very little to do with the original lore. The film is not particularly good, but makes for an interesting curio. It stars Richard Derr, who's most remembered as the lead in "When Worlds Collide" (1951).

The oldest film I know of which takes place (partially) in New Orleans is "The Red Kimono" (1925), a very interesting film about an innocent young gal who gets dragged into a prostitution racket, and eventually kills her pimp. Even more fascinating, plot-wise, is the way she and her plight become a celebrity cause for a vapid society matron. Virtue signaling, 1920s-style. But the large middle section of the film actually takes place in Los Angeles. A beautiful print of the film survived and was put on blu-ray as part of a 'women's filmmakers' set put out by Kino. The film stars a very lovely Priscilla Bonner, most known for her work with comedian Harry Langdon.
I remember when the CBS evening news had a story on the highway being officially de-commissioned. Some coffee-table photo books popped up, showing a lot of dilapidated remnants. Which I found depressing. But within a few short years, by the mid-1980s to mid-1990s, interest in Route 66 seemed to suddenly boom again.

I traveled most of it back at that time, from St. Louis to California, only missing the stretch perhaps from Amarillo to Oklahoma City. Lots of foreigners on rented motorcycles would vacation, taking the highway. I'd see them at almost all the restaurants and gas stations and antique shops I'd stop at along the way.

At postcard shows, the dealers always had little sections of 'Route 66' postcards, usually at elevated prices. The larger category, encompassing all such similar visual material was dubbed 'roadside americana.' Because even though Route 66 was the most heralded, there were lots of national highways with similarly marvelous artifacts. The 1920s/1930s/1940s postcards that were most coveted were actual b&w 'photocards,' and the examples of gas-stations, cafes, neon signs, and such were particularly collectable. The concurrent color 'linen' cards were more common, but could still be collectable, if they sported nice art-deco style advertising artwork. The color 'chrome' cards of the 1950s/1960s used to be dime-a-dozen, but the 'roadside' examples eventually became pretty popular with collectors in the 1990s, if they captured some really stark mid-century architecture or signage.

I frankly thought the interest in Route 66 had been dying out these past twenty years or so. So many things on it that had been hanging on had bit the dust, like that shell motel on the south side of St. Louis which I think was torn down, or an old restaurant in Oklahoma that I recall burned down. I hope I'm all wrong and there is indeed some interest left in the old mother road.
Minnesota has been a hotbed of anti-American freaks for a long time.

Now it's a hotbed of both FREAKS and FRAUD.
Not really a bad idea.

But I like the bullet-in-their-skulls approach better.
Good grief. Truly jaw-dropping. These demented 'suicidal empathy' freaks are a human pestilence. Societal termites. This footage just makes me all the more pleased that this Renee Good nutcase got dispatched from the living, and hope more of these worthless garbage-humans join her ranks.
I'm sure there must be quite a few interviews with Jan Merlin floating around. He passed away not too terribly long ago. But the only interview I recall offhand is in David Rothel's book on Richard Boone, which also covered "Have Gun, Will Travel." Merlin and Boone were friends or at least acquaintances in the post-war 1940s, both getting started in New York stage work. Rothel wrote several westerns-themed books. As for "Have Gun, Will Travel," I did have a nice conversation with its creator/producer Sam Rolfe back in the 1980s at a hotel lobby on Sunset boulevard. I recall talking to him about some frivolous lawsuit about the series, which had actually caused it to be briefly pulled from rerun syndication. Years later, at one of the western conventions, Lisa Lu, who played 'Hey girl' guested. I adored her. With her dainty, old-world Oriental reserve, just talking with her made you feel like you'd traveled back in time to some earlier era. She talked of when she left China and came to America for college, and she was here when the commies overran China. Eventually went to San Francisco, and finally fell into acting, appearing in numerous vintage tv-westerns.
I remember that Virginia Gregg episode quite well. Always impressed the way "Gunsmoke" gave character actors like her prominent spotlight roles where they could really strut their stuff. Where else could folks like Robert F. Simon or Anthony Caruso or Milton Selzer get such juicy roles?

But what I suppose I was trying to get at is the encroaching timidity of the later years in regards to the stricter attitude and parameters involving law and justice. For example, in one of those western silents that I cited, villain Noah Beery comes across an Indian maiden alone, washing in a creek, and he clearly has rape in mind. She fights him off, and her mother sees this and starts coming to her rescue. He shoots and kills both of them, and rides off nonchalantly. Later on, the white community, tired of this rotter's villainy, happily hands him over to the Indian tribe, to receive 'Indian justice' for his crime. Basically telling them to 'have fun!' as the terrified bounder is dragged away into a teepee full of grinning, bloodthirsty Indians brandishing knives. No hackneyed scene of white settlers trying to convince the Indians of white man's law-and-order being the proper and superior route to justice!
What was the name of that half-hour "Gunsmoke" episode (from around 1957 or so) where a band of marauders were robbing and killing homesteader families out on the isolated prairie? Matt and Chester stake-out a place, pretending to be ranchers, and lie in wait to be targeted. The marauders' gang has an innocent-looking member come scope them out before attacking, but Matt smells a rat. When the gang arrives, Matt doesn't give any attempt at calling for their arrest or having them surrender, but starts blasting away at them before they knew what was happening. No way the network would have allowed this later on.

TV-westerns started getting really cold feet on that sort of thing by the time JFK's 'Camelot' era started rolling along. The series "The Dakotas" in 1963 quickly fell victim to this, stepping on toes. Of course, older westerns never batted an eye at such themes as bending rules to vanquish the villains. They could be pretty raw. You had a similarly-titled film in "Gun Smoke" in 1931, in which the hero citizen, Richard Arlen, declares 'the only way to deal with killers is to kill 'em!' He and his men proceed to ambush and slaughter the villains from high above as the latter pass through a mountain trail. The bad-guys were certainly apt to meet grisly ends, like when villainous Noah Beery gets an arrow through his neck in one silent western, and gets (implied) skinned alive in another. Some pretty stark stuff in the old-time westerns. Yet at the same time, they also had the remnants of that soft, Victorian-era romanticism. It makes for a fascinating mixture, those two contrasting elements, merged together. Westerns are such an endlessly interesting genre.
"Gunsmoke" is pretty darned sensational in my view. Over such a long run, it naturally had its ups and downs. I thought the very first season leaned a bit too much on reworking scripts from the radio series, and some of the episodes were a tad too static. But by third season, it was a brilliant, well-oiled machine, putting out tight, top-notch episodes. A superb run, going on for several seasons.

When it first went to an hour in 1961, it was initially a little off-balance, with stories being too dragged out. But they got things quickly together, and some of the 1962-64 episodes are just incredible... although sometimes awfully bleak, grim, and downbeat. The series started waning a little in the mid-1960s period, with its last b&w season (65-66) and first color season (66-67). But then, surprisingly, it actually picks up again with a lot of rather robust episodes around the 1967-68 period. After that, the furor over violence in television took hold, and neutered the series considerably as it continued into the 1970s. Still decent episodes here and there, especially around 1971 or so, but its glory days were clearly over.
Ben Cooper was indeed a bit on the smallish side, although not unduly so. He naturally gets dwarfed on screen, acting alongside giants like James Arness and Chuck Connors. I always liked that little b-film Cooper starred in, "A Strange Adventure" (1956), which goes way back with me. I was dumbfounded when this minor little movie was actually released on blu-ray. Jan Merlin did his usual psycho-villain duties in the film. Talked a good while with Merlin and his wife, and found him to be a super nice guy. Gregg Palmer was a really wacky character. Saw him at least three times at different shows. Very funny guy and a marvelous raconteur. Being a Universal contractee in the 1950s, he had lots of great stories. Speaking of which, everyone who knew David Janssen back in his pre-fame Universal days seemed to strongly express what a great guy he was. Very, very well-liked by virtually everyone I talked to. Unlike for example, Andy Griffith, who NOBODY has anything good to say about.

I first learned of the various western conventions and old-time film festivals around 1980, through advertisements in "The Big Reel" and "Movie Collectors World," which I subscribed to. Wasn't until a few years later that I started going to some of them, alongside other various antique shows and comic conventions. Hugely regret that I missed out on the earlier western shows. Good grief, they had guests like Yakima Canutt, George O'Brien, and such. I even spoke with an old gent who told me of attending a show in which Al Hoxie guested! Pretty mind-blowing. Even Dave Sharpe, the famed stuntman who'd earlier starred in Hal Roach's "Boy Friends" comedies in the early-1930s was at an early convention. Also, Victor Jory attended a show or two. I remember the advertisement when it was touting his upcoming appearance. Would have loved to have seen him. I did get to meet a fair number of the b-western actresses who worked back in the 1930s and 1940s, and they were almost always the most fun (and unassuming) to talk with.
Yes, there used to be a lot of shows, festivals, and conventions to go to. Charlotte, Memphis, Knoxville, and Williamsburg had long-running western themed shows. Very homey, laid-back affairs. Ray Courts had a convention for many years in North Hollywood, which started out as a memorabilia show and gradually veered more towards celeb (tv) guests. Dallas had its own modest "Big D Collectors Show" in the 1990s, which was mostly dealers and memorabilia, but also served up some guests. Of more recent vintage has been a 'nostalgia' show in Baltimore, which I attended a couple of times. I think it's still ongoing, last I heard. I was mostly a collector of pulp mags, comics, movie stills and such, and that's what initially drew me to such shows. Along with bootleg VHS tapes of rare films and tv-series, before the advent of DVD.

In regards to those western shows, yeah, I did get to see and meet a whole lot of the old western tv-stars... Dale Robertson, George Montgomery, Clint Walker, James Drury, Ty Hardin, Peter Brown, John Hart, Gail Davis, Will Hutchins, Johnny Crawford, Robert Fuller, Denny Miller, Hugh O'Brian, Clu Gulager. Plus, lots of others who worked regularly in tv-westerns, like Ben Cooper, L.Q. Jones, Andrew Prine, Ruta Lee, Gregg Palmer, Jacqueline Scott, James Best, Jan Merlin, Lisa Montell, Kasey Rogers, Don Collier, Angie Dickenson, Anne Helm, Donald May. And stuntmen, like Whitey Hughes, Robert Hoy, etc. So many more. Always fun hearing from such folks, talking about their experiences in the industry and whatnot. It saddens me that they're all pretty much gone at this point. Even most of the generational fanbase who used to go to these shows are, by and large, gone now. I was a relative youngster when I used to go to them.