From the mailbox:   "Hank's note that actress Samantha Scott had gone to prison caught my interest and I did some research.  It is a fascinating story with the ending yet to come.  She is up for parole in a month or so. Here are some links including a recent picture and some artwork:" "The Andrea Mims Story: 'Rape of an Angel." This is an extremely long and detailed account of the murder trial, as well as a biography. It is written by Andrea's advocate, as opposed to an objective reporter or analyst. "The Black Widow of Rancho Mirage." A magazine story which is valuable for its disinterested perspective. "Time to get Andrea Mims paroled." Andrea's page on Writeaprisoner.com The Fire Inside: Artwork by Andrea Mims   Scoop's note: Many thanks to the author of this e-mail for the fascinating follow-up!

 

 

New looks:

Unusually enough, today's page has four new-to-me looks at very familiar faces: Tara Fitzgerald, Sophie Marceau, Deborah Unger and Mathilda May.

 

 

An Awfully Big Adventure (1995):

Warning: TOTAL SPOILERS

Director Mike Newell and star Hugh Grant has quite a solid international hit in 1994 with Four Weddings and Funeral, so they immediately attempted to recapture their chemistry with another film in 1995. This one. Unfortunately, their collaboration was missing an integral element, the talented author of Four Weddings, Richard Curtis, who is one of the most successful screenwriters in modern British history, having written or co-written the Bridget Jones films, Notting Hill, Love Actually, and most of the Blackadder series. Instead of one of Curtis's light romances, Grant and Newell selected a dark, cynical and profoundly gloomy drama. Probably the wrong choice.

When it comes to coming-of-age films, the difference between comedy and tragedy is only a matter of shading. Both are about the loss of innocence, and that is inherently sad in some inevitable ways, but the distinction between them lies in the way the innocence is lost and the degree to which one may some day view its loss with fondness. An Awfully Big Adventure is not about the mere loss of innocence, but its utter destruction. Two students, one of each gender, take internships at a theater company in Liverpool after the war. They will both learn of the world's cruelties before the theater season is over. The 16-year-old girl will lose her virginity to the fading leading man. The boy will lose his to the company's cruel, arrogant director.

You think that sounds depressing? It gets worse. The leading man has only returned to the tiny provincial theater to allow himself a chance to look for the true love of his life, whom he romanced and lost there many years ago, and the son he believes they had together. Are you sitting down? He doesn't find the woman, but he does discover the identity of his child. It is not a son, but a daughter. Do I need to explain further?  When he discovers that his careless sexual escapades have made him not only a pedophile, but an incestuous one as well, he ... well, let's just say it keeps getting more and more dismal.

The boy's half of the story is not as thoroughly developed, but it isn't any cheerier. All of the atmospheric and characteristic details are profoundly depressing as well. The theater is run-down, the city outside its walls is bleak, all and the players are broken-down. After all, the entire story takes place in an impoverished theater group in Liverpool, so the players and crew are basically cast-offs: underpaid wannabes, alcoholic has-beens, and never-weres who take the abuse of the heartless director because they have no place else to go.

Cheery stuff.

It isn't bad stuff, but it sure is melancholy. The occasional attempts at humor often seem sadly inappropriate, making the film even more cheerless than if it had no humor at all.

I can't give you many good reasons to watch it. Hugh Grant is suitably despicable as the director, but his character seems utterly one-dimensional and full of tics. Alan Rickman is excellent, as he always is, and his forlorn actor would be a sympathetic character with only slight changes in the plot, but as it stands he's playing an incestuous pedophile, so it's difficult to feel that he got any worse than he deserved. The innocent girl is obviously damaged goods to begin with, and the theater world damages her still further, while shattering her dreams along with her innocence, so we should feel her pain, but even that is difficult given that (1) she is a very strange girl (2) the melodramatic situations are such blatant cries for sympathy that we expect her at any moment to get tied to a log and conveyed into the sawmill.

 

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More interesting than the film is the story of how Georgina Cates got the role of the 16-year-old Liverpudlian. Her real name is Claire Woodgate, and at the time this film was cast, she was 20, and had long been a semi-famous juvenile BBC actress hailing from Essex. As herself, she auditioned for this role and was rejected. Refusing to take no for an answer, she went home, changed her appearance significantly, and created a new identity - the unknown Georgina Cates, an untrained and inexperienced 16 year old from Liverpool, complete with scouse accent. In essence, she created an actress who would have been perfect for the role without acting! She got the part. She did not admit the ruse until about halfway through the filming, at which point the tabloid press fell in love with her, but her fellow acting professionals were dismayed by behavior that they thought to be unprofessional.

Cates continued to march to her own drummer. Having alienated some key contacts in the British film world, she packed her bags and headed off to Hollywood, where she got some fairly good notices in Illuminata, and some great praise for Clay Pigeons. There's no doubt the girl can act. Hell, even her famous scam proved she could act. After all, she convinced the casting director of this movie that she was an innocent 16 year old from Liverpool, and that's exactly what she had to do in the movie! The very fact that she got the job proved that she could do it well. So what has she done with her talent, and why have you not heard anything from her recently? She just turned her back on the whole thing. She has no acting credits at IMDb between 1999 and now. She married Skeet Ulrich, she had twins, and concentrated on her private life. She is now divorced from the Skeetmeister and her kids are grown and ready for kindergarten (they're 5 1/2 as I write this), so she plans to return to acting in 2007.

Film clips:

• Georgina Cates (Zipped .wmv)

• Carol Drinkwater (Zipped .wmv). WARNING: look at the collage before you download this. It is not a pretty sight.

 

 

 

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