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They are not just pictures, they are a memorial of that time, containing voices, feelings, and the lives of a person…a story! .. confined between four corners
I’ve seen a lot of criticism directed at some current TV series, with people labeling them as pornographic as if this were something new. But have they ever looked at films from the 1970s and 1980s? This kind of content has existed for a very long time. Films and TV shows are, naturally, a reflection of reality. However, when a series is built entirely around sex, then I can understand why some people would call it trash.
I once came across an interview with Jerry Lewis, where he was discussing his autobiography—the one he wrote himself. But honestly, I couldn’t even get through the first ten minutes because of the interviewer’s approach. Imagine pouring your heart into writing about your life, your struggles, your journey, only to have the interviewer immediately focus on the part about Dean Martin.Jerry, though he laughed, clearly looked uncomfortable and said, “There are other things in the book.” And I felt annoyed on his behalf. No matter how much you love someone, it’s frustrating when your entire life story is reduced to your relationship with them.After 1971, the whole narrative shifted. Suddenly, Dean was the center of attention again, and Jerry was only ever brought up in connection to him. The problem isn’t Dean’s fame—it’s the fact that Jerry, despite his long, impactful career, started being remembered only when Dean’s name came up. As if his entire existence was just a shadow of that past partnership.Dean himself used the media to attack Jerry in the years following their split, from the 1950s through the mid-60s—maybe to keep his name in the spotlight or control the story. And sure, it’s natural for any star’s fame to fade over time. But what’s painful is to be erased, reduced to being “the other one.”I’m not just speaking about Jerry or Dean—but both of them, each during their own era of fame. Both had their time, both had their battles. But no one deserves to have their legacy narrowed down to just a supporting role in someone else’s story.
I genuinely don’t understand—why are comedians so underappreciated by academic institutions and award bodies?Comedy is not easy. In fact, it’s incredibly difficult to make people laugh, and even harder to keep making them laugh over time. Comedians constantly have to evolve—change their style, their jokes, even their persona—because if they don’t, they get forgotten fast.It’s not like horror or drama. Comedians are often treated like joke machines, not like real people with emotions—people who struggle, who fail, who feel deeply. They’re seen in the same shallow way models are sometimes seen—just bodies performing a function.And what’s with the “honorary awards”? What do they even mean when they’re handed out after someone’s career has faded, after their energy is gone? It feels less like recognition, and more like a late apology. It doesn’t really honor them—it almost reduces them.Why is comedy so often pushed aside in favor of drama? It’s incredibly rare for a comedy film to get proper recognition. And when comedians do win Oscars, it’s usually for dramatic roles—not for comedy.Many people treat comedy as if it’s for children, rather than recognizing it as a sharp, powerful lens for social reality. Think about Charlie Chaplin’s films—they expressed real-world pain with a smile. Or The Nutty Professor, which explored deep psychological issues in a comedic way. That is art. That’s emotional release.Just like horror films are an outlet for our darkest thoughts, comedy is an outlet for our strangeness, our contradictions, the sides of us society often won’t let us express.So when I see comedians constantly overlooked like this, I can’t help but find it strange—sad, even. Comedy is a real art form, and it deserves far more than just polite laughter
Hi. It’s been a while.Lately, my mind has been full of thoughts. Nothing new, really—just existential questions that I feel I need to let out so I can focus on my work. Maybe I’ll share them in parts, but here’s one I keep circling back to:
Why are some celebrities glorified so intensely while others are buried and forgotten? What makes one person immortalized and another overlooked—despite decades of real contribution?Take Elizabeth Taylor. She began acting as a teenager and worked her whole life, dedicating her later years to humanitarian causes. Or Judy Garland—sure, some people still admire her, but not to the extent she deserves. Anyone who’s read about Hollywood in that era knows how iconic and influential she was.And Jerry Lewis—his career was long, filled with achievements and charity, and he had a huge impact on comedy. Yet people reduce his legacy to just his time with Dean, as if everything he did afterward didn’t matter.Meanwhile, others are immortalized even if their careers barely began. James Dean died at the start of his fame. Marilyn Monroe had real talent and was trying to reshape her image and take control of her roles—but her life ended before she could.I'm not criticizing those who are remembered, but it’s frustrating when others are forgotten simply because their stories aren’t dramatic enough to “sell,” or because no one took the time to preserve their legacy after they passed.What’s worse is how a single dark moment can define someone. People call Elizabeth Taylor a “cheater”—as if Marlon Brando was a model of loyalty? They were all human. They all had flaws. But some are forgiven, while others are dragged for life—even in death.And then you hear things like “Jerry Lewis was only famous because of Dean,” and that his career ended after they split. Really? Have you even looked at what he did after that?So here’s the bigger question that lingers: What really matters—to an artist, or even to people like you and me? Is it being seen and appreciated while we’re alive? Or is it being remembered after we’re gone? Is greatness about fame—or about living with sincerity, doing meaningful work, even if no one applauds?
When I watch Jerry or follow anything of his, I feel happy, and if it's Dean, I feel the same thing, but when I see their joint work or when they are together, I feel sad. I don't know, but I can't follow anything of theirs without my heart hurting a little.
There's only one true superpower amongst human beings, and that is being funny. People treat you differently if you can make them laugh.
--Jeff Garlin
ill never not find this funny
So random, but whenever I hear Pink Pony Club I always think of Jerry, especially the beginning. His parents, despite being performers, didn’t want Jerry to follow in their footsteps and I understand but at the same time don’t. I couldn’t imagine a world without an icon and influence on thousands of actors and comedians. He truly belonged on stage and was born to perform and entertain💕
“I shall pass this way but once; any good that I can do or any kindness I can show to any human being; let me do it now. Let me not defer nor neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again.”
Jerry Lewis
Clara Bow at age 16 after winning a magazine competition in 1921. Actress Clara Bow died 59 years ago today.
i watch one good old classic movie and im already feeling like a fucking boomer bc i think they don't make movies like they used to
It's like comparing a fine wine to a cheap beer.
Switching it up with some Sinatra & Kelly bc I told myself I need variety then proceeded to branch out no farther than a different 40s Hollywood duo
"Some Like it Hot" Tony Curtis and Jack Lemon as women in the 1920s!
Every time I see anything related to this movie I sigh and get upset.. This is funny it has been more than three decades since this movie was made and I am upset,I can consider myself a real fan of Jerry😂😂
COPS! (1922) dir. Edward F. Cline & Buster Keaton THE AMAZING SPIDER-MAN 2 (2014) dir. Marc Webb
This Day in Buster…September 21, 1947
The Brownsville Herald prints a photograph of Buster Keaton saluting in his own unique way at Orly Airport, Paris (& here’s three more angles in the French press!) - he was performing his first run at the Cirque Medrano.
I discovered that I love everything that is sarcastic and out of the ordinary. I find it attractive, and if I find it in people, my love is exaggerated. I don’t know where this came from.