elegantly lemmony
Forget Lemony Snicket. I'm talking Jack Lemmon, half Odd, half girl, the Prisoner of 2nd Avenue two decades before Neil Simon wrote the play (one amazon reviewer writes: "I loved this movie. I didn't find it depressing in the least"), the master of exasperation, the straight guy with a queer eye, the shmuck with an apartment, the man in a narrow tie. THE Lemmon.
Ms Baroque went to a party recently. It was New Year's Eve. Came home a bit the worse for wear having drunk her very genteel weight in cava, and woke the next morning to find these words typed on the computer screen: "A Secret Love Song to Jack Lemmon."
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Mmmm. Seriously rat-arsed then.
Oi.
"The Odd Couple" features some of the most brilliant dialogue ever written.
Unless, of course, someone somewhere is taking the time to transcribe everything I say.
Erin, hello and welcome! A perusal of your delightful blog tells me you must be channelling Jack Lemmon, a feat which has earned you a place in my list of links. Very entertaining. Love your videos - and the dialogue you recorded in your Christmas lawn decoration article is brilliant indeed.
though the punchline sounds a little more Matthau to me, maybe.
Wow. Thanks.
The funny thing about that inflatable lawn ornament column was that I thought it was cute and sweet and appropriate for the holiday. Then I get all these emails blasting me for being "egocentric" and "narcissistic." I have a lot of fun with the column, but the responses never cease to amaze me.
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