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Emmett

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Visionaries of the Jet Age: Harley Earl, Emmett Conklin, and the 1953 Fi...

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once upon a time I was doing a gift exchange for 7kpp and nothing I wrote work so I did a fanmix and made some TEA instead! (Did you like any of the tea, @awaylaughing? I don't recall) and then today, for no apparent reason, I was looping Hozier and feeling bad about how I keep wanting to write but then don't actually do it... and found a Sheltered Princess/Emmett thing from the POV's of the Chaperones in my WIP folder and finished it! Because Brains! Are Crazy-Cakes! (affectionate) Please Enjoy some observations re: Princess Wilhelmina Temperance of Arland and her Earl.

Emmett had known that he would see her.

Of course The Princess would be here. Even before Katyia herself, this is exactly what Arland Princesses always did. Who they always were.

He'd even known it would be difficult, was aware of his own weaknesses, his own flaws, but he hadn't realized it would hit him so hard, just seeing her walk into the Main Hall, seeing the Skalt Lady approach, watching other people see – her. See her, the way no one else in Arland ever had. The Princess was a wonderful young lady, of course everyone else would eventually see it too. It wasn't as if he didn't want her to succeed, didn't want people to know how amazing she was. He just –

It hurt, a little, to know that he would probably never have his friend by his side again, to know that there had never been a chance that he would, despite how fondly he remembered her, how much he'd looked forward to seeing her again, even if just at formal events at Court.

This was worse than Court.

This was going to be good-bye, and he hadn't even managed to say hello yet.

He was afraid that she'd see his worry and think he wasn't pleased to see her, wasn't always happy at the thought of her.

But then she came toward him, and he was glad enough at the sight of pleased recognition she didn't try to hide that he forgot about the future entirely and smiled at the present instead.

-

It was quite entertaining to realize that he’d been wrong about the Arland Princess. That didn’t happen to Woodly very often. But here she was, holding her own quite successfully through the formal introductions, alert and observant and with a smile almost as engaging as his own niece’s.

He’d dismissed her entirely at the Welcome Feast, convinced she was an even paler and quieter echo of her sister, the one who’d let herself be sold to Corval despite being smart enough to recognize how pleasant her soon-to-be-husband wasn’t.

To be fair, if Penelope had been of an age with Constance, the King and Queen might very well have tried to do the same with her, and Penelope would undoubtedly have agreed, despite also being smart enough to recognize a man who wouldn’t care a bit for her own preferences in the least. (Sometimes Woodly despaired of his sister’s sense, but that was neither here nor there.) Lisle would have fought it though, so it was well that hadn’t been an option.

But here young Princess Wilhelmina was, exquisitely formal with the one deeply unpirate-like Hisean, then listening to the Skalt Princess to call her Mina without looking the least bit upset by the informality. Penelope adored her, which required a bit of a gentle touch, and yet she was vibrant enough that neither the actual pirates nor the Corvali thought her dull. Even the Jiyel delegates were willing to converse with her, and Duke Lyon didn’t like anyone, and Lady Avalie only liked people she could play with.

She was singularly useless for any of the games Woodly himself liked to play, of course, but she was, nonetheless, a singular and effective delegate for Arland. Much more useful than that Earl, who refused to allow an unkind word about anyone, regardless of how much they might deserve it.

Would wonders never cease. An Arland Princess with a hint of a spine.

This Summit was certainly never boring.

-

Yvette thought her Princess deserved better. Such a bright young woman ought to be able to reach for more than her status as a gift Arland would bestow upon an ally who was willing to put up with her. (Perhaps they all deserved better than Summit machinations and noble politics, but that was a question for future generations to answer, not a single Duchess in her private thoughts.)

The Princess was quiet and polite, exactly as she had been trained to be. But she caught the eye, shone with her own inner light, a light that was already brighter than it had been at the Welcome Feast, and she’d handled that particular challenge with grace, deprecation, and a surprisingly charismatic and self-aware touch of humor, even when that young Zarad had dragged her into a highly inappropriate dance in front of everyone.

Constance would have been so proud of Mina if she’d seen it. Not that Yvette allowed herself to consider Princess Constance too often; that led to worrying about how she was doing, trapped at Prince Aamir’s side.

Yvette swallowed a sigh, and made sure her hands stayed loose in her lap, no tension visible anywhere in her body, even as she had to fight not to squint against the light of a rising sun. She’d managed to place herself outside the stable before anyone else, but the chaperones and servants and delegates would be here soon for the ride, and she could not let her worry show. Not for Arland or the Summit, past, present or future, not for the Princess as Princess or simply as a young lady in a difficult place.

Most especially not for her poor darling Earl, who she knew was painfully aware that half the Isle could tell that he was hopelessly in love with his Princess, by far the least eligible match for either of them to attempt here at this Summit.

Katyia would probably have insisted they be matched regardless; this time Yvette had to swallow a smile at the thought. Perhaps, somehow, even without Katyia, they’d manage a small bit of happiness, at least for awhile.

Yvette’s smile escaped her control, that thought too sweet to entirely dismiss.

Perhaps she had more hope left in her bones for this Summit than she’d thought.

-

Falon thought the boat race was the least painful activity of the Summit. It required actual effort and forethought and tactics from the delegates, and did not require he make small-talk about things he couldn’t possibly know anything about, and wouldn’t want to chatter about even if he did.

A Hisean team always won it, of course, but it was interesting to watch what the other delegates decided to do. Did they choose to forego it entirely and network among the spectators? Did they back Hise and their easy victory? Did they put on a show of their own boat, costumes or decorations or fancy tricks to draw the eye? Did they fight for that second place spot, did they try and make Hise work for their victory?

It was fascinating, and a good way to see how all the different delegations were starting to relate to each other, an idea of who could work with who, who might be able to reach a hand across a bargaining table by the end of the Summit and have someone grasp it back.

He had never expected two of the Hise delegates to agree to back an Arlish Captain though. One who had somehow managed to entice his damnable Duke out of the library to participate! And a Wellin Princess. It was the most cosmopolitan ship in the competition.

And then it won.

Hise lost.

Hise lost the boat race to Arland.

Falon didn’t know what to do with that. He couldn’t figure out what it meant, it was too improbable to have even considered it as a possible conclusion. Falon was so disconcerted, he didn’t even manage to catch Lyon before he retreated back inside after the race. Not that it would probably have worked, but Falon didn’t even manage to try.

He did manage to congratulate the rest of the team however, and he didn’t think he sounded nearly as bewildered as he felt.

On the one hand, it was good that there were delegates with the strength of will and character to actually make things happen.

On the other, he had a feeling he was going to spend the next five weeks wishing he’d been assigned as Chaperone for a less interesting Summit.

-

Jaslen loved the Matchmaker’s breakfast. The only real chance anyone had to see what of the Matchmaker’s opinions she was willing to let be seen in public, and so close to the one banquet at the Summit that still held so tightly to Katyia’s dreams rather than everyone else’s fears; there was always something to learn about how well the behind-the-scenes maneuvering was going.

Plus the delegates were always so delightfully chaotic, the stresses of the Summit and the anticipation of the remaining weeks only getting worse…

When Jaslen had flitted through the dining hall prior to any of the delegates arriving, she’d thought placing the poor Arland Princess in between the Revaire Prince and that idiot Blain was uncharacteristically cruel of the Matchmaker. She had no patience for incompetence, but she didn’t usually twist the knife after (metaphorically) stabbing some delegate who hadn’t impressed her.

But then breakfast actually happened, and Wilhelmina was fine! Calm and polite even while her seatmates bickered and everyone stared at her; she even smiled at that Earl of hers without appearing at all self-conscious when she escaped after Blain’s unsubtle attack.

It was such a nice surprise. Jaslen might have underestimated the Princess, but she wasn’t wrong about the Matchmaker, and that would have been disturbing, after all these years.

Watching Blain fumble his way through the Summit was excruciating enough for one year, she didn’t need to add an absolute failure in her usually impeccable people skills on top of that.

This really was the best morning. She wished she could be a chaperone for every Summit.

-

Jasper had been quite honored to realize he was assigned to Princess Wilhelmina of Arland herself. The Princesses were always such lovely guests, dutiful but seldom dull, young and hopeful and exactly the sort of people Katyia had most wanted to help.

He met his Princess and she was a joy to serve. Not just for the Summit or his duty or Arland, but for herself, complete and entire. He wished her well, and he saw her rise to every occasion, and for all he knew he could not take the credit, he was so proud.

But it was tinged with fear, not just for the Summit, or the Isle, and definitely not for Arland, but for her and her countryman, her childhood friend, Yvette's young assistant, Earl Emmett of Arland. He was as kind and dutiful as any Arlish Lord could have ever desired, and every time he smiled Jasper could see the Princess light up, and yet.

And yet.

They were both of Arland, and had been excessively well trained. Earl Emmet had traveled enough to be able to bring home a bride from anywhere and be kind to her in a way she'd understand, and the Princess. Well. The Princesses of Arland always left.

Always.

And then the night of the Matchmaker’s banquet he almost missed it, distracted by everything else that had happened (everything that shouldn’t have happened). He barely made himself settle before the Matchmaker stood, but he managed it just in time, standing quiet in his shadows as she began her announcement.

Which included the love match of Princess Wilhelmina of Arland to Earl Emmet of Arland.

There was an instant of total silence in the Hall, regardless of the number of people, regardless of servants and cutlery and food and conversation, regardless of high ceilings and the usual whispers of acoustics designed specifically to pick up everything so it would be almost impossible to overhear any one thing out of all the rest beyond one’s seatmate.

Arland to Arland.

Jasper’s eyes closed, and he didn’t know if it was joy or shock, horror or hope. He opened them to the much more familiar incoherence of a room full of whispering delegations, not a single person without an opinion on that match.

Arland to Arland.

He let himself smile, just a little, and let himself imagine it, a Summit that celebrated a match like that, Arland to Arland, for love and happiness rather than politics and duty.

-

Mina was sure she was blushing, but she’d noticed the shock after the Matchmaker’s announcement, heard the whispers a moment later, and she couldn’t quite contain it.

She also couldn’t hold in the lift of outright glee at hearing their names announced like that, one after the other. She had no idea how they were going to make this work, but oh, she didn’t regret a moment of choosing her best friend to be her partner, to be her future, no matter what anyone else thought of it. Not even her parents.

And she knew, every time she saw him, every time she thought of him, every time he smiled, or ducked his head, or pushed his sleeves up his arm as if this time they were going to stay, despite all the evidence to the contrary, that Emmett didn’t regret it either.

They only managed one quick moment before they were sent their separate ways, but she could live through a dozen more Summits, and she’d never forget the brilliance of his smile in that moment. Proof, if she’d needed it, that it was worth every effort over the next four weeks to keep him with her, to keep herself with him, to make it out the other side of this Summit

Together.

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Books On Books Collection - Susan E. King

Lessons from the South (1986) Lessons from the South (1986) Susan E. King Modified flag book. Closed: H270 x W172 mm; Open: W670 mm. 20 pages. Acquired from Rickaro Books BA PBFA, 22 September 2023. Photos: Books On Books Collection. Lessons from the South presents a masterful weaving together of material, structure, technique and image with Susan King’s reminiscences and social observations of…

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Character Name Ideas that Start With the Letter E

-> feel free to comment suggestions, I'll do my best to add them to the list.

Male:

Evander

Edmond

Edward

Emile

Elliot

Edouard

Elijah

Easton

Elias

Ezra

Ezekiel

Emiliano

Eugene

Earl

Everett

Ethan

Eli

Emmett

Eldrick

Enoch

Evan

Eduardo

Eric

Edison

Elliot

Female:

Eve

Evadine

Elodie

Eleanor

Evangeline

Emma

Emily

Erica

Elizabeth

Eliza

Ellie

Eva

Ella

Evelyn

Eliana

Edith

Eartha

Eloise

Elsie

Evie

Esme

Earlene

Emory

Esther

Everleigh

Eliza

Emersyn

Esmeralda

Gender-Neutral:

Espen

Ender

Elio

Eos

Everest

Emric

Ephraim

Eden

Erin

Evan

Emerson

Elian

Ember

Elliot

Essence

Emeri

Evren

Echo

Eris

Eowyn

Eddy

Elon

Enid

Era

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STARTING WITH E

MASCULINE︰ earl. earle. earnest. easton. eben. ebenezer. ed. edd. eddie. eddy. eden. edgar. edison. edmund. edric. eduardo. edward. edwin. edwyn. egbert. eithan. elden. eldon. eldred. eli. eliam. elian. elias. elihu. elijah. elio. eliot. eliott. eliseo. ellington. elliot. elliot.. elliott. ellis. elmer. elmo. elroy. elsdon. elton. elven. elvin. elvis. elwin. elwood. elwyn. ely. emanuel. emerson. emery. emil. emile. emiliano. emilio. emir. emmanuel. emmerson. emmet. emmett. emmitt. emory. ennis. enoch. enrique. enzo. eric. erick. erik. erle. ermias. ern. ernest. ernie. errol. erskine. eryn. esme. esmond. esmund. esmé. esteban. ethan. ethelbert. ethelred. eugene. eugiene. eustace. evan. evander. everard. everest. everett. everette. everitt. ewart. ezekiel. ezequiel. ezra.

FEMININE︰ earleen. earlene. earline. earnestine. eartha. easter. ebba. eddie. eddieanna. eden. edie. edith. editha. edna. edweena. edwena. edwina. edwyna. edytha. edythe. effie. eglantine. eileen. eilien. eireen. elaina. elaine. elea. eleanor. eleanora. eleanore. elena. elenora. elexis. elfreda. elfrida. elfrieda. eliana. elianna. elicia. elinor. elisa. elisabeth. elise. elisia. elissa. eliza. elizabeth. ella. elle. ellen. ellery. elliana. ellianna. ellie. ellington. elliott. ellis. elly. elma. elnora. elodie. eloise. elora. elouise. elsa. elsabeth. elsie. elvina. elyse. elyzabeth. em. emalee. ember. emberly. emelia. emely. emelyn. emerald. emeri. emerie. emerson. emersyn. emery. emilee. emilia. emily. emma. emmaline. emmalyn. emmalynn. emmeline. emmerson. emmie. emmy. emmylou. emory. enid. enola. epiphany. eppie. erica. ericka. erika. erin. erma. ermintrude. ernestine. erykah. eryn. esmae. esmaralda. esme. esmee. esmeralda. esmé. esmée. essence. essie. esta. estella. estelle. esther. ethel. ethelinda. ethelyn. etta. ettie. eugenia. eugenie. eula. eulalia. eunice. euphemia. eustacia. eva. evaline. evalyn. evangelina. evangeline. eve. eveleen. evelina. eveline. evelyn. evelynn. everest. everlee. everleigh. everly. evette. evie. evonne. evvie. evyn.

NEUTRAL︰ east. easton. eastyn. ebony. echo. eclipse. eddie. eddy. edel. eden. edith. efe. ego. eike. eila. eira. eirlys. eisha. ekam. eko. el. elain. elaina. elaine. elan. eland. electric. eleph. elf. eli. elia. eliah. elias. elin. eliot. elisha. eliyah. elizah. ellery. ellington. elliot. elliott. ellis. ellison. elm. elodie. eloquence. elouise. elton. elvan. elven. ely. emaan. email. emani. emari. ember. emerald. emerson. emery. emile. emmerson. emmi. emoni. emory. emri. emry. emryn. emrys. endeavor. ender. enid. enigma. enjoy. ensemble. ensi. entity. entry. eon. epitome. ergo. erin. eris. error. escort. esen. esteem. eternity. eva. evan. evelyn. even. ever. everest. everett. everette. everlast. everly. evian. evie. evolve. evra. evren. evri. evyn. expose. ezra. ezrah. ezri.

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[kwebtv]

From the Golden Age of Television

Season 1 Episode 10

Boots and Saddles - Quiet Day at Fort Lowell - Syndication - November 21, 1957

Western

Running Time: 30 minutes

Written by Tony Barrett

Produced by George M. Cahan and Robert Stillman

Directed by Bernard L. Kowalski

Stars:

Jack Pickard  as Captain Shank Adams

David Willock as Lt. Binning

Michael Emmett as Corporal Davis

Michael Hinn as Luke Cummings

House Peters Jr. as Sgt Johnson

Harry Harvey Jr as Johnny Wells

Robert Knapp as Vincent Russo

Joe Breen as Frank Bell

Boyd "Red" Morgan as Trooper

Al Wyatt as Trooper

Fred Krone as Trooper

Earl Parker as Trooper

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in case y’all were wondering how much of a hillbilly i really am, one of my uncles is named ‘emmett earl’ but hates it so much that my whole family has called him ‘doodle’ since before i was born

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Have You Ever?

WARNING! This show is for adults. We drink cocktails, have potty mouths and, at least, one of us was raised by wolves.

The Clockwork Cabaret is a production of Agony Aunt Studios. Featuring that darling DJ Duo, Lady Attercop and Emmett Davenport. Our theme music is made especially for us by Kyle O’Door.

This episode aired on Mad Wasp Radio, 02.04.24.

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Charming Disaster – Grimoire

Pretty Balanced – Weird Men

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Walter Sickert & The Army of Broken Toys – Come Black Magic

Magic Wands – Black Magic

Flight of the Conchords – Demon Woman

PRIZM – Dreams

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The Cure – The Baby Screams

Echo & the Bunnymen – The Killing Moon

Siouxsie & The Banshees – The Killing Jar

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Erasure – Ship Of Fools

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[mankillercalledbunny]

Apologise

E. Abel, 2014

The year is 1955.

A fourteen-year-old boy

Named Emmett Till

Winks at a white woman in Missouri.

Days later

His body washes up

Soaked

Barely recognizable.

When it's finally identified

With its beaten black face

Smashed to the point

Where it's hard to think this kid

Ever had a name

It's sent to his mother

Who chooses

Not to cover his face at the funeral

To leave the coffin open

So all can see

The bruised and rotted flesh

Swollen discolored and bloody

With one eye dangling from its socket.

Thousands of people cry.

The pictures hit the news.

Emmett Till and his mother Mamie

Are names known across the country

And the men who killed him

Are found not guilty.

-

The year is 1964.

A young man

Named James Earl Chaney

Is working with the Congress of Racial Equality

As a civil rights worker in Mississippi.

He advocates voter registration

Trying to get black people

The representation they deserve.

The KKK has burned a church for blacks.

Chaney is investigating.

His bus is stopped

By a group of men

In pointed white hats and masks.

For weeks people search

Until his body is found,

But only because he went missing

With two white men.

The dozens of other blacks who have gone missing

In the same way

In the same town

Are never searched for

And the Klan members don't go to prison.

It takes 40 years

Before the man who organized his killing

Is sentenced

For manslaughter.

Four years later

A great leader is shot.

-

The year is 2012.

A boy of seventeen

Named Trayvon Martin

Is walking around Sanford Florida

Wearing a hoodie

Getting candy and juice

At a convenience store.

A neighborhood watch volunteer

Sees him slouching

His hood up over his head.

A gun is drawn and fired.

Trayvon keels over.

His pictures are released to the press

Who debate the issue more heatedly

Than the presidential race.

Rallies and protests ensue,

Millions sign a petition for the volunteer's imprisonment

But Florida says "Stand Your Ground"

And Zimmerman walks free.

-

The day is August 9th, 2014.

In Ferguson, Missouri

An eighteen-year-old

Named Michael Brown

Is walking down the street with his friend.

A police officer pulls up and yells for them to get on the sidewalk;

The two keep walking.

The officer pulls up next to them

Yelling again.

Suddenly a shot is fired from inside the car.

It grazes the teen's side

He and his friend take off running

The cop chases.

The friend hides behind a car

Fearing for his life.

A second shot hits the already wounded boy

The teen turns to his attacker instead.

Michael gets down on his knees

An innocent

Surrendering without a fight

In the hope that his enemy will have mercy

"Hands up

Don't shoot"

He cries.

BANG

To the head

BANG BANG BANG

Bullets hit the insides of his arms

His chest

The body lays in the street for hours

Police pick it up later in a van

The witnesses all say the same thing.

-

That night the protests start

Saying the same thing Michael said

"Hands up

Don't shoot"

"No justice

No peace"

Not a gun is drawn by the protestors

No threats are made.

The next night

Tear gas is thrown

As a crowd control tactic

By police.

Within a week

Armored vehicles and assault rifles

Have been dealt to the suburban unit

The people still protest in peace

Suffering burning eyes

And rubber bullet wounds

For justice

And Darren Wilson gets away with murder.

-

It has been sixty years

Since the death of Emmett Till

Fifty years since the deaths of J. E. Chaney and Martin Luther King. Jr

Two years since Trayvon Martin

And still one must wonder

What America truly thinks

When it says

All its people are born equal

If the life of a black teenager

Is worth less than the box of cigars he supposedly stole,

When those who are supposed to protect us

Can murder innocents

And walk away unscathed.

We may be the home of the brave

But the United States

Is still not

The land of the free

For anyone whose skin

Is darker than the sand on the beach,

We cannot say we stand for justice

Until all murderers sit behind bars

Instead of in front of their televisions

In the guise of a police officer.

America is crippled

Until it can stand united and say,

To the dark children

Whose parents have been fighting the same fight

For the last four hundred years

And have yet to gain their equality,

Until it can say to them

"I'm sorry."

‘Race and racism is a reality that so many of us grow up learning to just deal with. But if we ever hope to move past it, it can’t just be on people of color to deal with it. It’s up to all of us – Black, white, everyone – no matter how well-meaning we think we might be, to do the honest, uncomfortable work of rooting it out. It starts with self-examination and listening to those whose lives are different from our own. It ends with justice, compassion, and empathy that manifests in our lives and on our streets.’ — Michelle Obama

[lboogie1906]

John Earl Reese (October 9, 1939 – October 23, 1955) was a teenager who was murdered in Gregg County, Texas.

His killing is considered by authorities today to have been a hate crime, designed to thwart the creation of a new school in the community.

He was murdered while in a cafe with his cousins Joyce Nelson, 13, and her sister Johnnie, 15. The murder took place in Gregg County, East Texas. The shooters drove to the African American community of Mayflower and shot into homes and a church.

This murder occurred in the wake of the May 31, 1955 decision in Brown v. Board of Education II and soon after Emmett Till was lynched on August 28, 1955. Gregg County had a population that was three-fourths white and one-fourth African American. Whites terrorized African American people to discourage them from attending formerly all-white schools. In the summer of 1955, Kilgore Junior College was the first junior college in Texas under a federal court order to desegregate. KJC became one of the last schools to do so.

On October 22, 1955, he, along with his cousins Joyce Faye Crockett Nelson and Johnnie Crockett, were dancing in a local cafe. Two white men, Joe Simpson and Perry Dean Ross, shot the teenagers from a passing car. His cousins survived, but he died the next day.

The two suspects shot up some homes and churches before being arrested. Ross, the shooter in his murder, was convicted of murder, and given a five-year suspended sentence. Simpson was indicted but the charge was dismissed.

The Civil Rights and Restorative Justice Project has taken the following steps in response to his murder:

- amending the death certificate from accident to homicide

- overseeing the creation of new gravestones.

- renaming a local street to John Earl Reese Road #africanhistory365 #africanexcellence

[ulkaralakbarova]

Set in 1951, a blacklisted Hollywood writer gets into a car accident, loses his memory and settles down in a small town where he is mistaken for a long-lost son.  Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Peter Appleton: Jim Carrey Elvin Glyde: Bob Balaban Mayor Ernie Cole: Jeffrey DeMunn Congressman Doyle: Hal Holbrook Adele Stanton: Laurie Holden Harry Trimble: Martin Landau Sheriff Cecil Coleman: Brent Briscoe Kevin Bannerman: Ron Rifkin Emmett Smith: Gerry Black Doc Stanton: David Ogden Stiers Stan Keller: James Whitmore Irene Terwilliger: Susan Willis Mabel: Catherine Dent Carl Leffert: Brian Howe Bob Leffert: Karl Bury Avery Wyatt: Chelcie Ross Sandra Sinclair: Amanda Detmer Leo Kubelsky: Allen Garfield Federal Agent Ellerby: Daniel von Bargen Jerry the Bartender: Mario Roccuzzo Newsreel Announcer (voice): Earl Boen Roland the Intrepid Explorer: Bruce Campbell The Evil But Handsome Prince Khalid: Cliff Curtis Kindly Old Professor Meredith: Michael Sloane Studio Executive (voice): Garry Marshall Studio Executive (voice): Paul Mazursky Studio Executive (voice): Sydney Pollack Studio Executive (voice): Carl Reiner Studio Executive (voice): Rob Reiner Luke Trimble (voice): Matt Damon Film Crew: Supervising Sound Editor: Richard L. Anderson Casting: Deborah Aquila Producer: Frank Darabont Original Music Composer: Mark Isham Director of Photography: David Tattersall Costume Design: Karyn Wagner Makeup Department Head: Bill Corso Editor: Jim Page Production Design: Gregory Melton First Assistant Editor: Tracey Wadmore-Smith Screenplay: Michael Sloane Sound Re-Recording Mixer: Mel Metcalfe Sound Re-Recording Mixer: Terry Porter Sound Re-Recording Mixer: Dean A. Zupancic First Assistant Editor: Vince Filippone Set Production Assistant: Jacob Cooney Boom Operator: Tom Hartig Set Decoration: Natalie Pope Script Supervisor: Lyn Matsuda Norton Still Photographer: Ralph Nelson Jr. Steadicam Operator: David Emmerichs Music Editor: Thomas A. Carlson Gaffer: H. Mark Vuille Script Supervisor: Susan Malerstein Production Sound Mixer: Mark Ulano Rigging Gaffer: Todd Sater Production Supervisor: Alison Harstedt Stunts: Katie Rowe Movie Reviews: GenerationofSwine: It’s time for the Majestic review…. …RED SCARE!!!! It makes a play at it in the very start of the film. It loudly proclaims that, HEY, WATCH THIS MOVIE, IT’S ABOUT FREE SPEECH AND THE HOLLYWOOD BLACKLIST!!!!! And it does it as loud as it can… …and then it kind of forgets what the movie is about up until the last 15 minutes. However, the bulk of the movie does seem like the kind of film that would fit in the Hollywood Blacklist Era. The plot, the acting, the setting, all seems to be very much a 1950s feel good movie… …and then it veers off again and delivers on the 1st Amendment moral to end the film with a light heavy hand…if that makes sense. So, it feels disjointed, but in a way that oddly fits the premise to begin with. Almost as if it is trying to be a movie in a movie, which might have been the point. Watch it once, it will entertain you. Watch it more than once and you’ll be bored.

[bee-a-garbage-shipper]

Belladonna: I want to wake up with you every day for the rest of our lives. 

Emmett: I wake up at four thirty AM.

Belladonna:

Belladonna: I want to see you at some point every day for the rest of our lives.

[oh-great-authoress]

The House of Earl

Ted Thengelson

Emmett Eomundson

Emma Eomundsdaughter

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