Z is for Zorro

My recollection of the series is a bit sketchy, but that theme was seared into my brain.

 

Zorro, which means, “the fox”, is a character, created nearly a century ago by writer Johnston McCulley, who “fought injustice in Spanish California’s Pueblo de Los Angeles.” There have been several iterations of the character, in literature, in film, and on television, as you can read here.

From Wikipedia: “Zorro…is the secret identity of Don Diego de la Vega…a nobleman and master…The character has undergone changes through the years, but the typical image of him is a dashing black-clad masked outlaw who defends the people of the land against tyrannical officials and other villains. Not only is he much too cunning and foxlike for the bumbling authorities to catch, but he delights in publicly humiliating those same foes.”

It occurred to me that Zorro was a progenitor of those millionaire playboy fop/dark costumed avengers, complete with a secret cave, and a trustworthy butler.

As far as I can recall, though, the only iteration that I’ve actually seen is the TV version from the 1950s, and perhaps the comic book tie-ins from Dell/Gold Key. And I probably wasn’t watching it in its original broadcast, but rather one of those endless Disney reruns.

There is a great website about the 1957-1959 version of Zorro, maintained by Bill Cotter, author of The Wonderful World of Disney Television.

I’m most fascinated by the star of that series, Guy Williams. I was familiar with him best as the father/commander John Robinson on the 1965-1968 TV show, Lost in Space. Like many actors in that era, especially those with particularly “ethnic” names, he changed his to something more Anglo. He was born Armand Joseph Catalano in 1924.

“To play Zorro…, the chosen actor would have to be handsome and have some experience with fencing. Walt Disney himself interviewed Guy Williams, telling him (comically) to start growing a mustache ‘neither very long or thick’ (i.e. somewhat like Disney’s own mustache). The exclusive contract paid Williams the then very high wage of $2,500 per week, as he had demanded.” To prepare, Williams took both fencing and guitar lessons… “The [hit] show spanned 78 episodes over two seasons (1957–1959) and two movies edited from TV episodes – The Sign of Zorro (1958) and Zorro the Avenger (1959) – with its theme-song (composed by Norman Foster and George Bruns) reaching #17 of the Hit Parade, performed by The Mellomen.

My recollection of the series is a bit sketchy, but that theme was seared into my brain.

ABC Wednesday – Round 9

R.E.M. meme: Agent Orange and Strawberry pie

I’d eat more pie. I had this conversation with someone at work recently, and I posited the notion that pie is a perfect food.

There was this Rock and Roll Fridays: Questions from Lyrics meme that became defunct in 2011. One of the artists it covered was R.E.M., which also became defunct in 2011. And since Michael Stipe, the lead singer had a birthday this month, on January 4…

1. MAN IN THE MOON “If you believe, they put a man on the moon…”
What public scandal such as Roswell, Kennedy Shooting, Agent Orange, etc do you question?

I’m not familiar with what current scandal exists about Agent Orange. I know that while no one can sue the government or the chemical companies anymore, the Department of Veterans Affairs has recognized certain cancers and other diseases related to Agent Orange exposure. I know there WAS denial in the past. Indeed, I knew a guy who was in constant and excruciating pain, almost certainly as a result of Agent Orange exposure in Vietnam, who died in January 1983, at a point when the powers that be were less forthcoming about it.

Not so incidentally, there are children in Fallujah, Iraq whose birth defects are being blamed on US weapons.

To the broader question about conspiracy theories, I’m sure there are things we don’t know that are being buried, but I have no vested belief in any particular narrative. It’s more like I wouldn’t be surprised if activities in the area of “national security” are taking place that a reasonable person might consider unconstitutional. Or that there are studies, buried by energy companies, that would call into question the efficacy of potentially profitable activities such as hydrofracking or the Canadian tar sands project. I don’t spend much time, though, on idle speculation.

2. RADIO FREE EUROPE “Radio Free Europe, radio free Europe, calling out…”
Have you ever used a shortwave radio or listened to another country’s radio broadcast?

Many years ago, when I used to listen to clear channel radio at night, long before there was Clear Channel Communications, I could receive, in Binghamton, NY, transmissions from Wheeling, WV and Cleveland, OH, among other Northeast/Midwest US cities, plus some stations that were in French. I was probably hearing one of these in Quebec if they were around in the 1960s.

And when I’m in, or near, Canada, I listen to Canadian radio, just as I listened to Barbadian radio when I was in Barbados in 1999.

3. IT’S THE END OF THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT “It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine”
What would you eat if you knew it was the end of the world soon?

Probably wouldn’t change much, except I’d eat more pie. I had this conversation with someone at work recently, and I posited the notion that pie is a perfect food. Meat pies, fruit pies, all sorts of pies.

4. LOSING MY RELIGION “Losing my religion, and I don’t know, oh no I’ve said too much…”
Have you ever said something to someone that was negative about a religion only to find that person was of the faith you were speaking about?

No. Even when I was not particularly religious, I never found it necessary to mock other religions. Well, maybe cults such as Westboro Baptist.

5. NIGHTSWIMMING “Nightswimming, remembering that night…”
Have you ever gone skinny dipping at night, or night swimming in a lake, pond, river, beach, pool?

Yes, in a river, pond, and pool.

6. THE ONE I LOVE “This one goes out to the one I love. This one goes out to the one I left behind”
Is there a song you hear that reminds you of someone in your past every time you hear it?

Are they serious? There are literally hundreds of songs that, when I hear them, remind me of someone.

My college friend Lynn loved Lady Samantha by Three Dog Night, but HATED Hit Me with Your Rhythm Stick by Ian Dury and the Blockheads.
Any number of songs in my father’s vast repertoire reminds me of him, even if I heard Dad sing it first. Case in point: The Notting Hillbillies’ Railroad Worksong, though they are very different renditions.
Celebration by Kool & the Gang; Good Morning, Little Schoolgirl by Ten Years After; Fantasy by Earth, Wind and Fire; Harvest Moon by Neil Young; Constant Craving by k.d. lang; To Love Somebody by Roberta Flack; and Summer Breeze by Seals & Crofts are among the many songs that remind me of exes.
And then there are classical works that evoke memories, such as Adagio in G Minor (Albinoni), which was played by my choir friend Arlene’s husband (violin) and son (organ) three weeks before she died of cancer; more than two and a half decades later, the music still devastates me.

7. STAND “Stand in the place where you work, now face west…”
What was the last childhood game you played as an adult?

SORRY, with my daughter, this month.

8. EVERYBODY HURTS “Everybody hurts, everybody cries, sometimes, sometimes everything is wrong…”
What is wrong right now?

I’m afraid that there will be even more political posturing in Washington, DC, and it will affect our fragile economic recovery.

9. DON’T GO BACK TO ROCKVILLE “Don’t go back to Rockville, and waste another year”
Where will you never go back to?

I went to Galveston, TX in the mid-1990s, which I rather liked, but I had to come in through Houston, which I thought was a big, ugly city.

10. ORANGE CRUSH “I’ve got my spine, I’ve got my orange crush”
What is your favorite fruit flavor and your favorite way to have it?

Strawberry almost everything – especially ice cream and yogurt.

11. SOUTH CENTRAL RAIN “Did you never call? I waited for your call…”
What was the last call you were waiting for?

It’s almost always my wife.

12. DRIVE “What if you did what if you walked? What if you rocked around the clock?”
What was the last thing you did that took hours and hours to finish?

Cleaning a section of the attic.

13. POP SONG “Should we talk about the weather…Should we talk about the government?”
What was the last thing you said about the weather and the government?

That the government agencies such as the National Weather Service, NOAA, and the USGS that provide services such as stream gauges and mapping to help them predict flooding in low-lying areas should continue to be supported. For budgetary reasons, some of the gauges in my hometown area (Binghamton, NY) and probably elsewhere, may be turned off for budgetary reasons in March. This seems, as the cliche goes, penny-wise but pound-foolish, especially after the 2011 flooding from tropical storms Irene and Lee. Some in Congress want to privatize the NWS, which troubles me greatly.

MOVIE REVIEW: Hugo

Once all the parts are finally in place, it becomes not just a fabulous adventure, but a wonderful piece of history of movies.

I went to the Madison Theatre in Albany Saturday. While it was not on the newspaper listings, my wife told me that Moneyball was back at the cinema according to the theater’s website. Having disappointingly missed it before, I thought I’d finally go see it. Alas, it was not there. But I’d heard some decent stuff about Hugo, so I opted for that.

Ostensibly, Hugo is about a 12-year-old orphan (Asa Butterfield) who lives in the walls of a Paris train station in 1930, taking care of the clocks there in lieu of his MIA uncle (Ray Winstone), while trying to stay out of the way of the station inspector (a surprisingly effective Sacha Baron Cohen). His single link to his late father (Jude Law) is a mysterious mechanical device that the boy tries to get to work, stealing parts from a grumpy old man who sells tinker toys (Ben Kingsley). From all of that, the plot, also involving the old man’s goddaughter (Chloë Grace Moretz), departs.

Much of this I knew. And to tell the truth, it was a little too long getting through the early exposition; maybe a lot too long, and I struggled to see the point of it all. But once all the parts are finally in place, it becomes not just a fabulous adventure, but a wonderful piece of history of the movies. I read one suggestion that it was not marketed that well, and I can’t disagree, but I don’t quite know how to describe it myself without giving away key plot elements that ought to be experienced first hand. I will reveal that there are lots of “tips of the hat” to other filmmakers, such as Harold Lloyd (see the poster).

I think people will watch it on video, see that it is visually stunning, but will be bored and not bother to finish it; that would be a mistake. It turns out to be a lovely and moving essay on loss and discovery, and of film itself.

I should note that I saw the 3D version, and while I generally hate 3D – it reminds me of the Viewfinder I used to play with as a kid – it was well utilized by director Martin Scorcese, making his first family-friendly film, one his tween daughter can see, in lieu of Goodfellas, for instance.

Why do you root for the team you root for?

Pittsburgh Steelers of the 1970s had two players who share a birthday with me.

When watching/following sports, what motivates your rooting interest? Perhaps your college alma mater has a team you support, which is understandable. What else factors in? Is it part geography?

The National Football League playoffs start today, and this is the order of my rooting interest this postseason. This is totally different from my prediction for the Super Bowl (New Orleans over Baltimore.)

My affection for the New York Giants (NFC) started in the 1960s. They were the team that showed up on my CBS affiliate most often, and I can still name some of them by heart (Sam Huff, Y.A. Tittle, Jim Katcavage, Dick Lynch, Andy Robustelli, Dick Modzelewski). Moreover, they used to play a preseason game at Cornell in Ithaca, not that far from Binghamton, NY; my father and I went there for a few years in a row.

The Pittsburgh Steelers (AFC) of the 1970s had two players who share a birthday with me, Lynn Swann and Franco Harris. Decades later, that fact and the blue-collar notion of Steelers appeals to me.

The Detroit Lions (NFC) has been very terrible for so long but ended a lengthy playoff drought this year.

I’ve been to New Orleans (NFC) and liked it, feel bad about Hurricane Katrina in 2005, and was happy the Saints won the Super Bowl a couple of years ago.

I developed an affection for San Francisco (NFC) back in the day that Willie Mays played baseball there. Somehow, that’s gotten transferred to the 49ers.

The Green Bay Packers (NFC) are also blue-collar, and small-town to boot. And have Green in the name. But they won last year.

Houston Texans (AFC) are an expansion team (2002) in its first playoff game. Gotta love that, even if they are from Texas.

I know almost nothing about the Atlanta Falcons (NFC).

The Cincinnati Bengals (AFC) had been a thug team, with a number of players ending up in the courts. The particular players are probably gone, but my negative feeling remains.

The historically best defensive player on the Baltimore Ravens (AFC) is a felon and is STILL on the team.

I must admit that I’ve experienced a personal Tim Tebow backlash, the new Denver Broncos (AFC) quarterback whose unorthodox play led to a personal 7-1 record this season before dropping the last three games.

Irrational dislike of the New England Patriots (AFC).

Till I Waltz Again With You is not a waltz

Rather than a waltz, it is a slow AABA shuffle.

Went to the doctor’s on Wednesday to deal with this chronic head cold/sore throat thing which is now a chest cold. She sent me to a place to get a chest X-ray to determine whether I have bronchitis or pneumonia; as it turns out, I have neither. So I’ve been home for a couple of days, taking an antibiotic, using an inhaler, and consuming some cough medicine which is a “controlled substance.” Did you know a physician in New York state can electronically submit most prescriptions, but that “controlled substance” Rx has to be hand-delivered?

This means I have some time to read blogs, but absolutely no energy to write anything.

Fortunately, Arthur came up with a birth meme:

1) Find the #1 single the week you were born.
2) Find it on YouTube.
3) Post without shame.

“If you want to do the meme, my suggestion is to Google ‘number one pop songs month year’, changing the month and year to when you were born; that’s easier than searching for the specific week because pop charts may end on different dates.”

Well, the winner for my week was Teresa Brewer’s Till I Waltz Again With You, which, as Wikipedia notes, “Rather than a waltz, it is a slow AABA shuffle.” It was actually #1 for five weeks, preceded by Don’t Let the Stars Get in Your Eyes by Perry Como and succeeded by The Doggie in the Window by Patti Page.

Here is the song, and here is her 1962 rerecording.

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