#fredxginger

[theoldsoulsclub]

Things the Hays Code(1934-1968) missed in Fred and Ginger movies, a.k.a well the bitch missed that series, The Barkley’s of Broadway part 1:

“Any licentious or suggestive nudity – in fact or in silhouette; and any lecherous or licentious notice there by other characters in the picture;”

lech·er·ous=having or showing excessive or offensive sexual desire.

Licentious= promiscuous and unprincipled in sexual matters.

Ginger is wearing a bra, then she takes of the bra, well if that’s not “suggestive” of nudity then oh well.

Here is some fun proof Fred has seen Ginger in a bra and topless⬆️ he is literally watching her change, how do I know this, you can see his face in the mirror on the wall.

Excessive or lustful kissing, particularly when one character or the other is a "heavy".

Lustful.

LUSTFUL.

Don’t quote me on this but, I know that some directors and writers during the code era were real pissed off by the Hays code , for the lack of a better term “ film sexually frustrated”. But it was 1949 I’m not sure if any Director is instructing anyone to “ moan”. Still the Hays code wasn’t like: “ AH AH AH is that ‘excessive or lustful kissing’ *tsk tsk tsk* ya no disqualified”.

For my fellow Barkley’s/ fred and Ginger stans:

@fuckyeahfredandginger @past-lives-today @a-study-of-fred-and-ginger @somelikeiticecold

[theoldsoulsclub]

This is why I get so counfused when people say they only kissed once...like you blind?

The Fred & Ginger kisses💋🔥💕♥️💃🏼🕺🏻

Also, some close moments and cuddles!

[fuckyeahfredandginger]

The original definition of onscreen chemistry.

WATCH SOME FRED AND GINGER MOVIES HERE.

Re-posting this link because I got into watching them again since my DVD box set has been watched into uselessness (seriously, none of my DVDs even work anymore). 

Not all ten movies are here; I tried to rip as many as I could. You'll find:

The Gay Divorcee (1934) Roberta (1935 and my favorite of their early movies for all the sexual chemistry) Follow the Fleet (1936) Carefree (1938) The Story of Vernon and Irene Castle (1939) The Barkleys of Broadway (1949)

Barkleys and the Castles are the best for seeing all the real married couple affection they have for each other. Seriously awesome. All the movies are really really good, but I love to watch them play married.

[classic-hollywood-fanfictio-blog]

Chapter Two of my Barkleys of Broadway fanfic. It's much shorter than chapter one, but not to worry- chapter three will hopefully be longer than the both of them

Ezra was still waiting outside for them in the cab, he’d been chummy enough with the driver that he’d stopped running up the fare.

“How is she?” Ezra asked as they slipped into the backseat with him.

“We’ll be hearing the pitter patter of little feet soon,” Josh replied proudly, with a broad grin.

“Congratulations ma’am,” the cab driver called from the front as he started up the car again.

Ezra shook Josh’s hand, “This is great news you two. I always wondered when you were going to start expanding.”

A choked sob suddenly escaped Dinah’s throat and the two men looked down at her as she dropped her head to her knees and began to cry heartily.

 ***

Josh led his wife into the house by the arm after saying a quick farewell to Ezra and took her into their bedroom, sitting her on the bed and kneeling before her.

“Dinah, I wish you’d tell me what’s wrong.”

“Oh, Josh you don’t understand,” Dinah said softly. “It’s so easy for you to do this, your part's done.”

“What do you mean?” Josh took her hands in his.

“I have to give up so much,” Dinah began fiddling with her husband’s fingers. “I have to give up the dancing, the show, which means my job and puts all the pressure on you to earn money. I have to give up my figure. And once it’s born I have to give up everything and devote my life to the baby.”

Josh used the hand she wasn’t playing with to gently stroke her head, “It’ll be okay Dinah, look, yes, you have to give up the dancing and the show, but we’re pretty much well off anyway, it won’t be any extra pressure on me. And when it’s born I’ll be with you every step of the way, if it gets to be too much for you when I’m not here, well then, I’ll give up the show as well and stay with you all the time. And as for your figure, well darling, you’re going to be absolutely divine with that little life inside you.”

Dinah smiled at him, her cheeks stained with mascara, “Josh, why do you always know exactly the right thing to say.”

She embraced him tightly.

“Are you excited now?” Josh asked.

Dinah thought about it for a moment and then gave him a grin, “You know, I think I’m coming around to the idea.”

Josh kissed her gently on the lips, “Won’t it be wonderful, Dinah? Can you believe we’re starting our own little family.”

Dinah kissed him back, deeper. When she pulled away she told him,

“Oh, Josh. I hope it comes out as wonderful and kind-hearted as you are.”

[theoldsoulsclub]

This scenes makes me so happy, I mean look at them, their just adorable 😍, and how Josh(Freddie) is all nervous. I absolutely adore his reaction to his assumption that Dinahs(Ginge) pregnant , it’s the closest we’ll ever get to the real thing♡︎♡︎♡︎

For my fellow Barkleys saps:

@past-lives-today @somelikeiticecold @fuckyeahfredandginger

[theoldsoulsclub]

This is what talking about! We could have got SO much out of that movie!

omg sorry but imagine Barkleys if josh and dinah had children

[theoldsoulsclub]

I feel like Fred Astaire would be the type of person(in private) during sweet romantic moments( with Ginger of course😂 who else would I be imagining this with) would bend down on his knees, wrap his arm around her waist, and rest his forehead on her abdomen(Like in the Carioca).

@fuckyeahfredandginger @past-lives-today @somelikeiticecold @a-study-of-fred-and-ginger

[classic-hollywood-fanfictio-blog]

Okay, so here's chapter one of a Barkley's of Broadway fic I've been working on for a while. Let me know if you're interested and I'll write more for it

“Darling, what happened?” Josh ran to his ‘sick’ wife’s side.

“Oh, I don’t know, I was coming down to meet you, and suddenly I felt very strange. Everything started to go round and round. And I came in here to rest for a minute, and I must have fainted.” Dinah improvised, moaning the whole time.

“I’ll never forgive myself for thinking what I did.”

“Oh, Josh, you sound so far away…” Dinah reached for him.

“I’m right here darling. I’m right here.” He patted her hand.

“I felt so cold, and suddenly so hot and dizzy. Oh Josh, I’ve never felt like this ever before,” she draped her hand over her face.

“You’ve never felt like this before! Sweet, honey, baby, you mean… it’s wonderful!” Josh shouted, excited.

“What?”

“Ez, you h-“

Dinah cut him off, realising what he was thinking, “Oh no. No, it’s not that. Definitely. Oh, no, it’s just that I’ve had too much tennis, or too much sun or.. or.. I want to go home.”

“We will go home, just…” Josh told her.

“Here take a sip of this,” Ezra held out a glass of brandy to her.

“No, I’m too weak.”

“It’s cognac,” Ezra told her. “It’s brandy.”

“Too weak,” she moaned again.

“Maybe we’d better get Shirlene ready for tomorrow night,” Ezra said to Josh.

“Huh? Oh no, no I’ll be alright,” Dinah leaned into her husband. “Help me Josh.”

Josh comforted her, “You’re all right now. We’ll go home and everything will be fine. All you have to do is just leave it to me.”

***

The porter handed Josh and Ezra their luggage as they got off the train. Dinah tried to take one of the bags of Josh but he refused, leading her to the waiting cab.

Dinah let out a yawn as she shifted into the middle seat and lay her head against her husband’s shoulder, “I don’t know what it is, but trains always make me sleepy.”

“Have a rest darling,” Josh wrapped an arm around her. “You’ll feel better soon.”

Dinah fell asleep almost instantly, not to be woken again until her husband began shaking her shoulder.

“What is it darling?” she mumbled. “Are we home already?”

“Not yet,” Josh replied, opening the cab door and sliding out.

“Where are we then?” Dinah looked up at the building they were outside. “A hospital? Oh, but I told you I’m already feeling a lot better.”

“I told you to leave it to me,” Josh replied “I’ll take care of everything.”

He led her inside the building and to a reception desk.

“Hello,” he greeted the receptionist with a smile. “Dinah Barkley to see Doctor Skine?”

“Take a seat,” the girl replied. “He’ll be ready for you a minute.”

They sat in a nearby seat.

“You made an appointment?” Dinah asked.

“At the train station,” Josh replied. “Had to make sure you saw the right kind of doctor.”

“The right kind of doctor?” Dinah trailed off.

Josh nodded, “Well, you never know. You might be.”

“Might be what?” Dinah raised an eyebrow.

“You know.”

Dinah knew exactly what he was talking about, “This is ridiculous Josh, trust me, if I was I’d no, and I’m telling you I’m not. And we’re leaving.”

“Dinah Barkley?” a doctor called from the corridor doorway.

“Too late now,” Josh muttered. “Go on, I’ll wait here.”

Dinah grumbled at him, but stood up and followed the doctor down the corridor to a private room.

“Now Mrs. Barkley, your husband says that you believe you’re expecting, and you want me to confirm it, is that right?” Dr Skine asked, holding his clipboard up.

“Not exactly,” Dinah replied. “My husband thinks I am, but I’m certain I’m not.”

Dr Skine looked puzzled for a moment and then told her, “Now that I’ve got you in here, I have to run the test anyway. Your husband’s already paid me besides that.”

Dinah sighed and rolled her eyes, “Fine. Go on then.”

 ***

Dr Skine came out once more into the waiting room, “Mr Barkley?”

Josh stood up and rushed over to the doctor, “How is she?”

“Come this way please,” Dr Skine led Josh into Dinah’s room, where she sat in a revolving chair looking out the window.

“I’ll leave you too for a minute,” the doctor said as he shut the door.

“Dinah, what’s wrong?” Josh asked, walking over to her.

Dinah let out a heavy sigh, “You were right Josh.”

“I was right?”

“We’re going to have a baby,” Dinah looked away from him.

“Oh! Josh exclaimed excitedly. “That’s great n- Dinah? Aren’t you happy?”

Dinah shook her head, tears in her eyes, “It’s just, it’s a really bad time. I mean, we just opened the show, and we certainly didn’t plan on this happening.”

‘You can still do the show for a while longer, can’t you?” Josh asked.

Dinah nodded, “A little while longer won’t hurt, but I’ll have to stop before I get three months along- doctor’s orders.”

“Well, how long does that give you?”

“About six weeks,” Dinah pulled a handkerchief from her purse and dabbed at her eyes.

Josh took the handkerchief from her and dried her eyes, “It’s alright Dinah, it’ll all work out. And aren’t you excited? Don’t you want a baby?”

“I suppose so,” Dinah replied, not fully sure of the answer herself.

The doctor returned to the room, “Do you have any questions for me before you go?”

“When will it be born?” Josh asked.

“About August,” Dr Skine replied. “I can give you a more exact time later.”

“Thank you Dr Skine,” Dinah collected her purse. “Come on Josh, let’s go home.”

[theoldsoulsclub]

Since I have time on my hands now I should probably be productive and continue this 😂

Things the Hays Code(1934-1968) missed in Fred and Ginger movies, a.k.a well the bitch missed that series, The Barkley’s of Broadway part 1:

“Any licentious or suggestive nudity – in fact or in silhouette; and any lecherous or licentious notice there by other characters in the picture;”

lech·er·ous=having or showing excessive or offensive sexual desire.

Licentious= promiscuous and unprincipled in sexual matters.

Ginger is wearing a bra, then she takes of the bra, well if that’s not “suggestive” of nudity then oh well.

Here is some fun proof Fred has seen Ginger in a bra and topless⬆️ he is literally watching her change, how do I know this, you can see his face in the mirror on the wall.

Excessive or lustful kissing, particularly when one character or the other is a "heavy".

Lustful.

LUSTFUL.

Don’t quote me on this but, I know that some directors and writers during the code era were real pissed off by the Hays code , for the lack of a better term “ film sexually frustrated”. But it was 1949 I’m not sure if any Director is instructing anyone to “ moan”. Still the Hays code wasn’t like: “ AH AH AH is that ‘excessive or lustful kissing’ *tsk tsk tsk* ya no disqualified”.

For my fellow Barkley’s/ fred and Ginger stans:

@fuckyeahfredandginger @past-lives-today @a-study-of-fred-and-ginger @somelikeiticecold