Silent movies - The Matrimaniac

Can you believe it has been more than half a year that I watched a Douglas Fairbanks movie? I know that I said Luke the dog has stolen my heart away from Doug, but that doesn't mean I'm forgetting him completely!
Doug had done a lot of other films before going into the swashbuckling business and today I've got one of those for you - The Matrimaniac from 1916!

First the plot (spoiler alert!).

Jimmie Conroy and Marna Lewis want to marry, but her father disapproves and wants her to marry Wally instead, so Jimmie and Marna decide to elope. Unfortunately, Wally witnesses their departure and tells Lewis who makes him go to the train to prevent the marriage until he can procure injunctions.
Wally makes it on the train and confronts the lovers.

As they intend to go through with the wedding, anyway, he wants to send a wire to Lewis, but Jimmie talks to the conductor and hatches a plan on his own. He gets out at the next station to look for a reverend to marry Marna and him. Unfortunately Reverend Tubbs is in the tub. Although he has only thrown on a dressing gown and slippers, Jimmie drags him along, but the train pulls out of the station when they arrive and Wally keeps them from boarding.

Running in a dressing gown and slippers is hard!

From here on, Jimmie does everything to help them follow the train and liberally distributes money and I.O.U.s for clothes for the Reverend, a hand car, and a mule, and finally they hitch a ride on the bumpers of another train.

Tubbs is one dedicated reverend although it's
possible the promise of a donation to 
the church helped a little ...

Meanwhile Wally and Marna have made it to the hotel where the lovers had planned to stay. Jimmie and Tubbs are arrested when they get off the train, but Jimmie escapes.
 

Just look at Wally, the smug little weasel.

He calls Marna, who is trapped in her room with Wally sitting in front of the door in the hallway, and tells her to come to the jail, so Tubbs can marry them.
So now Marna has to come up with a plan of her own. She changes clothes with the maid bringing her food and makes it to the jail where the Reverend tells her that Jimmie has been spotted and is chased.
Marna goes back to her hotel room - a wonderful scene in which she "discovers" Wally talking to the maid in the disguise and plays the betrayed woman - and Jimmie ends up on the telephone wires. He comes to a lineman who arranges a connection between Reverend Tubbs in the jail, Marna in her room, and Jimmie on the pole with him.

"Shut up, can't you see I'm getting married?"

Lewis, Wally, and the police are waiting below and start reading the injunction to Jimmie. Hearing about the marriage by phone sends Lewis running to the jail, but too late.
In the end we see Jimmie in his office paying out to the people he gave I.O.U.s. The last one is good old Tubbs who doesn't just get a bunch of money, but also a kiss from the grateful Jimmie!

With everyone gone, Jimmie opens a safe from which Marna emerges right into his arms.

I knew from a documentary that Douglas Fairbanks didn't start out as a swashbuckler but a stunt comedian in romantic comedies, and had also seen one or the other short scene there. So I didn't really know what to expect exactly, but knew it would be nothing like his big features.
This movie was a fun little introduction to those times. There wasn't much plot beside the chase, but Jimmie and the Reverend made a fine pair (I could have done without the mule scene, but that's mostly because people on smaller donkeys or mules always make me feel uncomfortable).
As Fritzi Kramer puts it, there weren't "any major showstopper stunts", but Doug got a bit of climbing and dangling and jumping in - on walls, over people, from wires and gutters.
I certainly enjoyed it.

Further reading:

Fritzi Kramer: The Matrimaniac (1916) - A Silent Film Review. On: Movies Silently, April 12, 2026

Barbie's wardrobe - Orange Blossom

I'm not a fashionista. I'm ... you could say... a wearer of clothing. I like my clothes to be comfortable and the right size and possibly not to have holes or spots (that part is not always easy if you have cats, just the other day I was shocked to find three in one of my dresses after my lady had a snuggle session on me).
There are features I love, like pockets in dresses or 3/4 sleeves, but beyond that, I'm fairly undemanding and not adventurous.
That doesn't mean I don't like to look at clothes at all, especially those that I would never be able to wear myself, due to money, my size, lack of occasion, etc. There are still ways to bring Haute Couture into my life, though. I mean Barbie and her friends.
I have always been fascinated by miniatures (see my post from Sunday) and Barbie's vintage outfits with their tiny zippers and buttons and buckles and accessories are incredible. This is my "fashion life", either through my own small collection or pictures.
(And yes, I do know Barbie's body isn't natural, I knew it as a child and I never strived to look like her ... if I had, something would have gone wrong).
Let me give you a glimpse in Barbie's wardrobe every, now and then.

I know it has been over half a year that Barbie's wardrobe was open. That's literally because I didn't feel like opening it - the doll cabinet, I mean, not the wardrobe.
I always admire how many pictures others take of their dolls while I worry about knocking everything over, but here we are now, with a lovely classic outfit that is absolutely perfect for spring.
It's called "Orange Blossom", a very fitting name as you will see.

Let me introduce today's model first.
She's a Bubblecut from the early 60s and it's easy to see where the name comes from.
Bubblecut Barbies (1961 to 1967) are among my favorite models because they never look the same. They came in different hair colors, the bubble could be tighter or really big depending not only on the length of the hair but sometimes also how the hair was rooted. They could have different lipstick and nail polish or even eye color. Some of them have a rare hair color - like the brownette - or lipstick - like the White Ginger. There were even dolls with a side part (you can only tell for sure from the criss cross rooting if it's a "real" side part), they are sought after because they were only available in Europe and Canada. Some of those even had bendable legs unlike the standard Bubblecut.
The white lips on our model would hint at her being a platinum blonde. I know that sounds weird, but hair colors on Barbies could change due to oxidization (remember that I mentioned the discussion about titian TNTs?). As could lip colors. The pink lips on platinum blondes could change to white and their hair could become darker.

You may have noticed that her earrings are gone.
Although they are not the original ones that a 
Bubblecut came with, I didn't take chances to
avoid the green ear danger and removed them.

Now to "Orange Blossom".
You often see Barbie's friend Midge wearing it because it is a bridesmaid dress and we know Barbie had some beautiful wedding dresses (even before there was Ken!).
Well, in this case Barbie's the bridesmaid.

Barbie is wearing a yellow off shoulder sheath dress and a lovely white lace overdress with a flared skirt.
The white gloves came in two lengths depending on the year. Here Barbie chose the short ones.
Her shoes are white open-toed heels. 
The hat is a yellow headband with tulle.
No bridesmaid without a bouquet. This one has white and yellow streamers matching the outfit.

While the pearl necklace seems to be the perfect addition, it actually doesn't belong with the outfit. Do you remember that I wrote in the post about the "Midnight Blue" outfit "I'm quite sure that I have the necklace, but another doll is wearing it." Well, now we know who has it, don't we? She refused to give it back, too (meaning the hook wouldn't open and it was so late when I took these pictures that I didn't feel like fiddling around)!

On one page the writer wondered why the name for this outfit is "Orange Blossom" and not "Lemon Blossom".
I read on a garden page that lemon blossoms have purple on the back of the petals, but orange blossoms don't, so I actually think the name fits beautifully.

By Alexander Hardin - Own work, CC BY 3.0,
via Wikimedia Commons

 
There's a cute matching flower girl outfit for Skipper, by the way. Of course it was adapted for a girl, but it has the same yellow fabric and white lace.
I don't have that one, but you can have a look here.

"Orange Blossom" was manufactured from 1961 to 1964 under the number 987. It is not that hard to find although the hat can be missing. I know because I have it twice (worn by two Bubblecuts to give Midge a break from bridesmaid duty), once with the short gloves (1961/62) and once with the long ones (1963/64), but one hat is indeed missing and also one of the ladies is wearing closed-toe heels (which I think are so much more elegant than the open-toed ones).

Gundel wondered why I took those pictures in the
middle of the night when this screams spring or
summer wedding ...

For full disclosure, I edited the doll stand out of the pictures, but didn't change anything about the outfit.

Barbie is a registered trademark of Mattel, Inc. I am not affiliated with Mattel in any way.


Sources:

1. Sibyl DeWein and Joan Ashabraner: The Collector's Encyclopedia of Barbie Dolls and Collectibles. Paducah, KY, Collector Books, 1994
2. Sarah Sink Eames: Barbie Doll Fashion, Vol. I, 1959 - 1967. Paducah, KY, Collector Books, 1994
3. Vintage Barbie Orange Blossom. On: Fashion Doll Guide
4. Vintage Barbie Bubblecut Dolls. On: Fashion Doll Guide
5. Bubble Cut Barbies 1961 to 1967. On: My Vintage Barbies

Random Saturday - The small world

This time I'm not talking about finding out that your new friend is also a friend of your first cousin once removed whom you only learned about yesterday or something like that.
I'm talking about the world of miniatures.

As a child, I wanted a doll house so badly, but it was a matter of space and probably money, too. I was lucky, though, my friend had one. You know what's really weird? We didn't even play that much with it. We put the doll parents in bed to get them out of the way (some dolls have a hard time sitting up nicely, but you can never go wrong with making them have a nice nap) and the three children went off on adventure - which sounds much like the Famous Five or the Lockett children and all the others now that I'm thinking about it ...
My friend had a lot of space and we sent those kids out to the Wild West, on mountains and into caves and whatnot. What I loved most about the house (very 70s), by the way, was the white baby grand piano and the Christmas tree.

Then there were the antique miniature shops and the doll house at the "Storchen", our local museum. They are behind glass of course. Even now the toys are my favorites at the museum.

I got a doll house as a grown up, but it was neglected rather quickly as it had to be moved out of reach because of the cats. It was bad enough I had to pick up Steiffs off the floor ever so often, I didn't feel like having to search for tiny items. Eventually I gave the furniture away and only kept very few things, like the cat on the pillow (no surprise there).
That doesn't mean I don't love miniatures anymore, though. Not at all in fact! So when a family member told me she had been gifted some, I absolutely wanted to see them - and take pictures.

My favorite is the good old phone book, in this case
"Das Örtliche" for local businesses,
and by the way, the red book is handmade!

I love the tiny building bricks, but I love the thread spools even more!

1. Percolator and pot (maybe for breakfast eggs?)
2. The plates, napkin holder, tray, flower pot, and candle holders
are handmade very prettily
3. Various kitchen utensils
4. Two different kinds of flatware, so cute!

The scales work, but the weights are glued in (good idea!).
I love that fish pot, can you tell from the close-up?

Americans use Mason jars, Germans use jars made by Weck. 
That has even influenced one of the words we use for preserving
food - "einwecken". Weck jars are wide-mouthed and they have
heavy glass lids sitting on top of the jars. They are held in place by clips.
 The red rings are rubber gaskets used for extra sealing.
I also love the old-fashioned butter churn (which really works, I mean it
moves, I haven't tried to make butter with it) and the vintage style meat
grinder which we call a "Fleischwolf" = "meat wolf" here.

Christmas!! I absolutely love the shiny Christmas baubles.
They do hold a little secret. They have a hole at the bottom
which tells me that they are made from bead chains like they were
and are made in Gablonz (Jablonec nad Nisou), for example.
Beads could/can be cut off individually or in groups and then wired
together for elaborate ornaments like the ones you can find here.

I hope you enjoyed this little trip into the miniature world.
In case you are interested in the psychology behind loving tiny things, I picked two of the many articles available on the topic - here and here.

Weekend Traffic Jam - Week 152

Welcome to the Weekend Traffic Jam Reboot!
My posts for the link up will go live on Thursdays at 9:30 p.m. EDT or, if you live in the future like I do, on Fridays at 3:30 a.m. CE(S)T.

Why do I always feel the urge to post a picture of something to eat or drink for the WTJR posts?

I guess it's that weekend feeling. Unwinding, relaxing, sitting down with something nice ... tea, coffee, a piece of cake or maybe the flattest - but tasty - soda bread ever (which you can find out more about here).

Are you ready for the weekend?

As part of the reboot, we will be featuring a different blog every week.
How about stopping by and saying hello? Let them know we sent you.

This week our spotlight is on From the Bay to the Beach.

Susan from From the Bay to the Beach says: "I'm glad you stopped by! If you love interior design and California coastal style you're in the right place! I'm a native Californian and I am privileged to call two of the most beautiful places in California my home - the San Francisco Bay Area and coastal San Diego county. So whether you love wine country or the coast, or everything in between, you'll find something to love here - From the Bay to the Beach."

Marsha from Marsha in the Middle started blogging in 2021 as an exercise in increasing her neuroplasticity. Oh, who are we kidding? Marsha started blogging because she loves clothes, and she loves to talk or, in this case, write!

Melynda from Scratch Made Food! & DIY Homemade Household - The name says it all, we homestead in East Texas, with three generations sharing this land. I cook and bake from scratch, between gardening and running after the chickens, and knitting!

Lisa from Boondock Ramblings shares about the fiction she writes and reads, her faith, homeschooling, photography and more.

Cat from Cat's Wire has what she calls a jumping spider brain. She has many interests and will blog about whatever catches her attention - crafts, books, old movies, collectibles or random things.

Rena from Fine Whatever Blog writes about style, midlife, and the "fine whatever" moments that make life both meaningful and fun. Since 2015, she's been celebrating creativity, confidence, and finding joy in the everyday.


Here are some of my picks from last week's link up.

I'm a big fan of dusters and Shelbee caught herself a beauty with this one.

Sally shows us combos with bright blue pants.

Angie tells us about her experience with homegrown mushrooms. 

Catch up with Erin's life over a cup of morning coffee.


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Silent movies - Long Pants

One of the silent movie blogs I'm following made me (once again) aware of Harry Langdon. There are people who put him in one group with Chaplin, Keaton, and Lloyd as one of the big four comedians of that time.
I hadn't watched anything with Langdon yet, so I very randomly picked a movie called "Long Pants" (also known as "Johnny Newcomer") from 1927.

Here's the plot (with spoilers as you know).

Despite being a grown-up, Harry Shelby still isn't allowed by his mother to wear long pants. His only romantic experiences are from library books and dreams.
Then his father gives him his first pair of long pants and Harry's life changes completely.
While his parents expect him to marry his childhood friend Priscilla, Harry spots femme fatale Bebe Blair whose car has broken down. Bebe kisses him jokingly and after she's gone, Harry finds a note - obviously not meant for him - saying "I'll be back to marry you".

As Bebe doesn't come back, Harry's and Priscilla's wedding day has come instead. That day, Harry reads in the newspaper that "snow smuggler" Bebe is in the city jail and he makes the quick decision to help her escape. First he needs to get rid of Priscilla, though, and takes her to the woods to shoot her.

The plan goes utterly wrong and when Priscilla finds the gun and takes a few practice shots at a target she has pinned on a tree, Harry gets scared and runs off to the city.
Bebe has already managed to escape and Harry helps her to hide in a packing crate which he carries off.
After a few adventures with a policeman and an alligator, Bebe asks him to share her life of crime.
When they go to a club so Bebe can settle scores with the singer and dancer who took her husband, though, things go very wrong. Bebe and her husband shoot each other and Harry gets trampled in the stampede of curious people, so he goes back home and is happily welcomed back by Priscilla and his parents.

Well, people. You may wonder now, but this really is supposed to be a comedy. I mean I have nothing against black humor at all, but this one left me a bit speechless. My first thought was that I shouldn't have picked a random Langdon movie, but should have checked for beginner's choices first.
According to a film historian, even Buster Keaton, who was a fan of Langdon's, thought the scene in the woods was going too far.
And it seems that there was also a fallout between Langdon and Frank Capra who directed the film because it was too dark. I say "seems" because I'm still completely clueless about the different angles and point of views about that. In a quick browse I found different opinions, so I'm not going to touch that topic (yet?).

All I got so far is that some see Langdon as a comedic genius albeit an acquired taste and others say they simply "can't get into him".
If I were quick to judge from just one movie, I would be part of the second group. There were some funny scenes, for example when Harry thinks Bebe is nudging him through the hole in the packing crate although it's the alligator.

All in all, however, I thought that almost an hour was quite long for something that - may Langdon fans forgive me - didn't impress me much as a comedy.

Nevertheless, I can't judge from this movie alone, so the next time I'll check for recommendations first, and who knows, maybe he'll become an acquired taste for me, too.

Freddie

Gundel and I started a new book last week, a children's book whose film adaptation had been mentioned in another book I had just finished (the titles are not important in this context).

Maybe you remember my post about the rose in a book I read on The Internet Archive.
I still enjoy looking at library stamps or notes in books I read there, but this time I found something that's a puzzle to me.

Well, Freddie, congratulations from me as well!
Once again, I have questions, though.
I guess this note has been glued into the book because otherwise it might have fallen out during the scan unless someone positioned it like that on purpose. So my second guess is that the book was a gift on occasion of Freddie's successful year.

This is a printed note in which you can fill in the name. Is this something children - as it's a children's or middle grade book - are regularly congratulated on and if so, for how long has this been going on? That particular edition of the book is from 2010. Had I not known that, however, the font with the swirls would have reminded me of the 1970s, but of course you can find all kinds of retro fonts today and I doubt someone had a stacks of 70s notes around 🙃

Now to the really important point, and by important I mean for my weird brain at about 10 p.m. on an ordinary day.
What was Freddie successful at? What exactly are "the Threes" and how can you spend a year in them?
A quick online search might be doing the trick. The first page I came across was a cricket blog called "In the Threes". Huh.
"Why "in the threes"? Well, it's where I've spent most of my amateur cricket career."
That was about all I understood on that blog. The words looked English, but actually it was "Cricketish". But hey, so it probably had to do with cricket, that was a start. The book was British, I assumed Freddie is as well (I hope his ears are not ringing too much), so it made sense.
Freddie had a successful cricket year ... although this might have not been more than one of those participation prizes. Hey Freddie, you made it through the whole year, well done you, old chap. Good man.

I still didn't know what exactly "the Threes" are, though. Probably the third team in some way. Maybe a youth team?
As I have no life but can get obsessed about totally random stuff like that - you may have noticed before - I started going through cricket pages and understood less and less.
Then, however, I noticed the term "the 1st XI" (a cricket team has eleven players and I have no idea why the number is Roman) and so on ... could the 3rd XI be "the Threes"? It sure sounded plausible, especially after reading about "first XI players who say 'they won't play for the twos'".

What I still don't get is if a club only has the first to the fourth XI, if it depends merely on skill, and if there are separate "threes" etc. for grown-ups and children.
Maybe a British reader or someone from another Cricket playing nation wants to chime in on that and enlighten me?

Until then my weird brain will just imagine Freddie to look like this 😉

Francis Cotes: The Young
Cricketer (1768),
public domain via Wikimedia
Commons

10 on the 10th - Would you rather ...

First of all, yes, I know it's not the 10th. I'm just weird about not having two posts on the same day.
So, without further ado, here are my 10 on the, well, 11th.
These are the questions Marsha gave us.

Would you rather rock a mullet or a perm?

Perm although I've tried it twice without convincing results many years ago. I have always dreamed of soft waves, but I only had those when my hair was wet, no matter how much I kneaded. It's funny that years ago I suddenly got some waves in my very long hair, but weirdly it's only some strands and not necessarily the ones on top.

Would you rather have a magic carpet or a crystal ball?

Easy. Definitely a crystal ball. Even as a kid I had problems to think about Detective Teffan Tiegelmann flying on his magic carpet. Look at the picture, doesn't that make you nervous? I mean, is it like a wooden board or does it sag during the flight? What about turbulences? Can you really put a barrel on it? No no, I'll have the crystal ball, please. I'm not saying I'd use it, though. It can look pretty on a table in the corner.

Would you rather be able to teleport anywhere instantly or read minds?

Another easy one. Teleport of course! If a mere finger snap could do it, that would be great. No machines, it makes me think of "The Fly" or a very creepy story I once read.
Being someone who's not very mobile, teleporting sounds great. First thing I'd do would be visiting some online friends.
Reading minds - no. Seeing minds being dumped on the internet all the time, that's actually a terrible thought. Unless you could turn it off and on. Nah, not even then.

Would you rather eat chocolate-flavored broccoli or broccoli-flavored chocolate?

I read that as chocolate-covered broccoli first, but of course broccoli-covered chocolate might be a tad difficult to achieve (and it sounds disgusting).
Where's the choice here? I could always close my eyes to forget that I'm eating broccoli for the perfect chocolate flavor, couldn't I, but I don't think it would work the other way round.

Would you rather have a talking toilet or a talking fridge?

I'm no fan of my appliances talking at all. I yell at my washing machine when it beeps at me from the bathroom (yes, many Germans have their washing machine in the bathroom) telling it to shut up, I will be there when I'm ready. If my fridge beeps to let me know the door has been open for too long while I try to shove the last items from the grocery delivery in, I yell "I know, I know, I'm hurrying up!"
I talk to inanimate objects, I really don't need them to talk back, but if I have to choose, it'll be the fridge. I just wonder if we will have philosophical conversations or if it will keep reminding me of the dying vegetables or the living cheese.

Would you rather sneeze glitter or cry jelly?

Have you ever seen a slow-motion video of a sneeze? And have you ever seen me do a surprise sneeze? I don't want to live in a world of glitter. I like the look of glitter, but I have given up on it a long time ago for good reason.
Now I can't imagine how difficult it would be to cry jelly, but given the body temperature it probably wouldn't be too terrible?

Would you rather make a snowman or build a sandcastle?

Picture via pxhere

From experience, I'd say I'm pretty terrible at both. I'm not a big fan of the beach as in lying in the sun, but you - looking at you, Marsha - know I hate snow, so the ugly sandcastle it'll be.

Would you rather have a pet unicorn or a pet dragon?

I'm not going to choose. I'm ... I'm going to have both. Yes, and they are going to be best friends ... and we are going to have the best adventures and ... and I'm going to call them Amalthea and Puff ... and they are going to sleep in my room ...

Pictures via pxhere

Sorry, but with such a question I can't help turning into a child again. I hope you heard my excited breathing and I may have had a finger in my mouth in order to think better (and still couldn't came up with less stereotypical names).
But yeah, I'm definitely going to have both.

Would you rather be the funniest person in the room or the smartest person in the room?

Well, that depends on the circumstances, does it? If I'm about to deliver a stand-up routine, I'd prefer to be the funniest, at a work meeting I'd prefer to be the smartest.
Generally speaking, though, I'd always choose to be the smartest and hopefully not in an annoying way.

Would you rather have a conversation with your past self or your future self?

I'm terrible with that time-travelling stuff. I could give my past self a lot of advice, but what would that do to my present self? I don't want to use the crystal ball, so why would I want to talk to my future self?
I'd rather talk to my fridge about fuzzy cheese.

How would you have answered these questions?