Dear Mr. Chubb:
When your team’s defense gives up 13 points in the last two minutes of a game – the first time this has happened in 21 years – the loss is not your fault.
Just saying.
Dear Mr. Chubb:
When your team’s defense gives up 13 points in the last two minutes of a game – the first time this has happened in 21 years – the loss is not your fault.
Just saying.
Marva Hicks, actress.
Other credits include “Mad About You”, “Babylon 5”, and one of the spinoffs of a minor 1960s SF TV series.
This pushes the boundary of obits a bit, but: two decomposed bodies were found yesterday in the home of the former mayor of Woonsocket, Rhode Island. As far as I can tell, the bodies have not been identified yet, but the police also apparently do not suspect criminal activity.
The pilot who died on Sunday at the Reno Air Races has been identified as Aaron Hogue. He was flying a L-29 in the Jet Gold race.
Mr. Hogue was also one of the owners of Hogue Inc., which makes various firearms accessories (including grips) and knives. (I touched on them briefly in my NRAAM coverage.)
NFL teams that still have a chance to go 0-17:
Cincinnati
Tennessee
Las Vegas
Atlanta
Carolina
Not a whole lot to say this week. I didn’t catch a minute of any of the games.
Herm Edwards out as football coach at Arizona State.
He was 20-26 overall (about five years) and 1-2 so far this season. AZ State lost 30-21 at home to Eastern Michigan, who was playing their backup quarterback.
The bigger issue, though, seems to be that AZ State is under a major NCAA investigation.
That investigation is still ongoing.
Henry Silva, actor. THR. Other credits include “The F.B.I.”, “Bearcats!”, the good “Hawaii Five-O”, and “Quark”.
Lawrence emailed an obit for Cristobal Jodorowsky, Alejandro Jodorowsky’s and the star of “Santa Sangre”.
There was a fatal crash at the Reno Air Races on Sunday. The pilot’s name has not been released yet, as far as I can determine, but I will update when I have more information. Coverage from the Reno paper (by way of archive.is).
Mark Miller. Other credits include “The F.B.I.”, “Adam-12”, “The Name of the Game”, and “Harry O”.
Fred Franzia, cheap wine guy.
His most famous acquisition was Charles Shaw, a label with a strong reputation among winemakers that filed for bankruptcy in 1995. In 2002, Mr. Franzia started selling the wine exclusively at Trader Joe’s for $1.99 a bottle (in some cities, it can now cost up to $3.99). The wine became affectionately known as Two-Buck Chuck.
The company says it has sold over 1 billion bottles.
Two Buck Chuck is now $3.99? Thanks, Joe Biden!
(Five Billion Vodka Bottles to the Moon: Tales of a Soviet Scientist, by Iosif Shkolovsky. Vodka bottles and wine bottles are pretty similar in size, right?)
100 years ago today, in the evening on September 14th, 1922, Edward Hall and Eleanor Mills were murdered. Their bodies were not discovered until the morning of September 16th, but they were last seen on the evening of the 14th and it is believed they were murdered that night.
Edward Hall was an Episcopal priest in New Brunswick, New Jersey. He was married to Frances Hall (Stevens). Eleanor Mills (Reinhardt) was married to James Mills and was a member of the choir at Reverend Hall’s church. Her husband was the church’s sexton. Their bodies were found together:
Both had been shot: Rev. Hall once, Mrs. Mills three times. Mrs. Mills also had her tongue and vocal chords cut out, though apparently that was not noticed until an autopsy was done…four years later.
This was, to put it mildly, a frigging circus. Rex Stout is quoted as stating the investigation showed “a record of sustained official ineptitude, surely never surpassed anywhere.” (Stout, of course, passed away before the OJ trial.)
There was a question of jurisdiction between Somerset County and Middlesex County, as the site where the bodies were discovered was right on the boundary between the counties. The police were very much in “Crowd control? What’s that?” mode: the crowd trampled the scene, walked off with possible evidence, and even stripped a tree completely of bark looking for souvenirs. According to Bill James, “The scene where the murders occurred was mobbed by so many people that eight to ten vendors set up tents on location, selling popcorn, peanuts, candy and soft drinks to the Lookie Lous.”
(In fairness to the local police, not only did the dispute over jurisdiction throw a wrench in the works, but at that point in history, the number of people who knew how to properly secure and investigate a crime scene, even by 1922 standards of “investigation”, would probably fit in a small auditorium at best. Forensic investigation was not a well developed science at that time. And I should probably write a longer piece on American Sherlock and 18 Tiny Deaths one of these days.)
The prevailing theory of the case seems to have been that Francis Hall, her two brothers (Henry and William or “Willie”), and one of her cousins, Henry de la Bruyere Carpender, committed the murder, though who did what when and to whom isn’t known. The supposed motive, of course, was the obvious one: Hall and Mills were intimate, and one of their spouses found out.
It isn’t 100% clear to me why Mr. Mills wasn’t suspected, and Bill James makes a good case for him as an alternative suspect. The letters were from Mrs. Mills to Rev. Hall, but according to James, they were written but never mailed. There’s a general suspicion that Mr. Mills knew his wife was having an affair, but liked his job, and liked the money he was getting from the Reverend. Francis Hall came from a pretty well-off family, and the theory is that Rev. Hall married her more for money and status than love.
There seems to be something awfully personal about the violence directed at Mrs. Mills, which could imply an angry husband. Or, alternatively, a wife angry at her husband’s mistress. If it is true that the letters were never mailed, it seems that Mr. Mills is the only one likely to have had access to them, though there is a theory that Mrs. Mills brought them to the rendezvous to give to her lover. (The letters were, supposedly, written to Rev. Hall while he was away on vacation.)
There is also a third theory that the murders were actually the result of a robbery gone bad. This can’t be ruled out, as a significant amount of cash ($50 in 1922 dollars) and a gold watch were missing from Rev. Hall’s body. On the other hand, the investigation was so badly botched, nobody knows if the watch and money were taken by robbers, or walked off with by one or more of the Lookie Lous.
There was a grand jury investigation in 1922, but no indictments were returned. However, the New York Daily Mirror, a good Hearst newspaper, kept on the case and managed to get it re-opened in 1926. This time the grand jury indicted Mr. Carpender, Henry and William Stevens, and Mrs. Hall. Henry Carpender asked to be tried separately: his request was granted, and he was never tried.
From the accounts I’ve read, it was a pretty colorful trial: if you enjoyed OJ, you would have loved this one. Instead of Kato, there was the “Pig Woman”, so called because she had a farm with pigs near the crime scene. Also, she is (cruelly, in my opinion) described as “kind of looking like a pig”.
To quote Bill James again:
Mrs. Hall’s brother Willie, a defendant in the subsequent trial, became so famous that his peculiar looks and odd hair would be a touchstone of common reference for people of that generation. A writer of the 1920s would say that a person “looked something like Willie” and people would know that that meant Willie Stevens, just as a 1990s writer might say that somebody “looked a little like Kato”.
Francis, Henry, and William were all acquitted. Mrs. Hall sued the Daily Mirror for defamation, and settled out of court.
And this would have gotten completely past me if it weren’t for a guy named Joe Pompeo, who has a new book out this week: Blood & Ink: The Scandalous Jazz Age Double Murder That Hooked America on True Crime (affiliate link). And tied to that, two articles: an excerpt in CrimeReads, and a second article in the New Yorker mostly focused on the magazine’s coverage of the trial. (The New Yorker was just a year old at the time of the trial: Morris Markey did the coverage.)
(Other folks who covered the trial: Damon Runyon, Mary Roberts Rinehart, H. L. Mencken, and Billy Sunday.)
To be honest, Mr. Pompeo’s book is getting so much press coverage that I’m suspicious. But the Hall-Mills case is a forgotten and fascinating period murder that hasn’t been written about in quite a while, and if he got a good book out of it, so be it.
Wikipedia entry. I know I plug this book a lot, but, yes, there’s a good write-up in Popular Crime. Really, you could do a lot worse than to buy a copy of the James book just to have around as a reference whenever someone mentions a case you’ve never heard of.
Fatal Tryst: Who Killed the Minister and the Choir Singer? appears to be out-of-print and out of control. I’m hoping that Mr. Pompeo’s book is a more than acceptable replacement.
Wikipedia also mentions The Minister and the Choir Singer by William Kunstler (yes, that one) which I actually own a copy of but haven’t read. James sort of likes the book, but dismisses Kunstler’s theory of the crime. I am inclined to agree based on the summaries I’ve read. (Since Wikipedia and Bill James spoil it, I’ll do so as well: Kunstler’s theory of the case is…the Ku Klux Klan did it.)
This is a really fun article from The Journal of the Rutgers University Libraries by Mary S. Hartman, “The Hall-Mills Murder Case: The Most Fascinating Unsolved Homicide in America“, which also provides a good summary of the case.
Henry de la Bruyere Carpender died in 1934. Henry Stevens died in 1939. Frances Stevens Hall died in 1942, as did Willie Stevens. James Mills apparently died in 1965. The murders remain unsolved.
Lawrence has posted his review of “Soylent Green”, which we watched (in the uncut blu-ray version) recently.
Remember: if the future was bad, Heston was there!
Here: have a clip.
According to IMDB, this scene was ad-libbed by Heston and Robinson.
Good news: per “The Rap Sheet”, Uncle Hugo’s and Uncle Victor’s in Minneapolis have re-opened. You may recall they were burned down by rioters in 2020.
Bad news:
Okay. Paranormal romance? Yeah, the heck with that noise. But don’t mess with my true crime or submarine adventure novels, man!
For a time, Mr. Starr was a household name, and his investigation into Mr. Clinton’s affair with a former White House intern, Monica S. Lewinsky, propelled issues of sex, morality, accountability and ideology to the center of American life for more than a year.
He became a Rorschach test for the post-Cold War generation, a hero to his admirers for taking on in their view an indecent president who had despoiled the Oval Office, and a villain to his detractors, who saw him as a sex-obsessed Inspector Javert driven by partisanship. His investigation tested the boundaries of the Constitution when it prompted the first impeachment of a president in 130 years and scarred both Mr. Clinton’s legacy and his own.
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He went on to serve as dean of the Pepperdine University’s law school in California and as president of Baylor University, but was demoted and later resigned from Baylor after an investigation found that the university had mishandled accusations of sexual assault against members of the football team. The investigators rebuked the university leadership, saying it had “created a perception that football was above the rules.”
Mr. Starr also drew criticism for representing the billionaire financier Jeffrey Epstein when he was accused of sex crimes against young girls in Florida and eventually made a plea agreement accepting only minor charges and a light sentence.
Irene Papas. THR. Other credits include “Z”, “The Guns of Navarone”, “We Still Kill the Old Way”, and “Captain Corelli’s Mandolin”.
Mike the Musicologist asked for a ruling on this one: which, frankly, I wasn’t even aware of until he asked, because I’d been busy with Godard and work and stuff.
The ruling here is: no, this does not count as a firing. Generally, I consider a defined length suspension to not be a firing by itself. If someone gets a one-year suspension and the team then announces they’re letting the guy go, that’s probably a firing. An “indefinite” suspension to me, counts as a firing. But in this case: not a firing, but still newsworthy.
The NBA statement said the firm’s investigation concluded that Sarver “engaged in conduct that clearly violated common workplace standards, as reflected in team and League rules and policies. This conduct included the use of racially insensitive language; unequal treatment of female employees; sex-related statements and conduct; and harsh treatment of employees that on occasion constituted bullying.”
Among the key findings:
• Sarver, on at least five occasions during his tenure with the Suns/Mercury organization, repeated the N-word when recounting the statements of others.
• Sarver engaged in instances of inequitable conduct toward female employees, made many sex-related comments in the workplace, made inappropriate comments about the physical appearance of female employees and other women, and on several occasions engaged in inappropriate physical conduct toward male employees.
• Sarver engaged in demeaning and harsh treatment of employees, including by yelling and cursing at them.
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An era has ended. Jean-Luc Godard has died at 91: per his legal advisor, he chose assisted suicide in a Swiss clinic due to “multiple disabling pathologies”. Alt link. THR. Variety.
As a young critic in the 1950s, Mr. Godard was one of several iconoclastic writers who helped turn a new publication called Cahiers du Cinéma into a critical force that swept away the old guard of the European art cinema and replaced it with new heroes largely drawn from the ranks of the American commercial cinema — directors like Alfred Hitchcock and Howard Hawks.
When his first feature-length film as a director, “Breathless” (“À Bout de Souffle”), was released in 1960, Mr. Godard joined several of his Cahiers colleagues in a movement that the French press soon labeled La Nouvelle Vague — the New Wave.
For Mr. Godard, as well as for New Wave friends and associates like François Truffaut, Claude Chabrol, Jacques Rivette and Eric Rohmer, the “tradition of quality” represented by the established French cinema was an aesthetic dead end. To them it was strangled by literary influences and empty displays of craftsmanship that had to be vanquished to make room for a new cinema, one that sprang from the personality and predilections of the director.
Although “Breathless” was not the first New Wave film (both Mr. Chabrol’s 1958 “Beau Serge” and Mr. Truffaut’s 1959 “400 Blows” preceded it), it became representative of the movement. Mr. Godard unapologetically juxtaposed plot devices and characters inherited from genre films and emotional material dredged up, in almost diarylike form, from the filmmaker’s personal life.
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In 2010, Mr. Godard, long at odds with Hollywood, was awarded an honorary Oscar for lifetime achievement, but not without controversy. The award brought into focus long-simmering accusations that Mr. Godard held antisemitic views. He did not attend the ceremony at which the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences bestowed the honor, and when an interviewer afterward asked him what the award meant to him, he was blunt.
“Nothing,” he said. “If the academy likes to do it, let them do it.”
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When his parents refused to support him financially, hoping that he would take more responsibility for himself, Mr. Godard began stealing money — from his family members and their friends and even from the office of Cahiers du Cinema. This went on for five years.
He distributed some of the proceeds to fellow filmmakers, lending Rivette enough money to make his film debut with “Paris Belongs to Us.”
“I pinched money to be able to see films and to make films,” he told The Guardian in 2007.
After his mother secured a job for him with a Swiss television outfit, he stole from his employer and, in 1952, landed in jail in Zurich. His father obtained his quick release, but only after Mr. Godard agreed to spend several months in a mental hospital.
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As the 1960s unfolded, Mr. Godard continued to work at a breakneck pace, turning out sketches for compilation films — including “RoGoPaG” (1963) and “Paris vu Par ” (1965) — alongside features like “Band of Outsiders” (1964), “Une Femme Mariée” (1964), “Pierrot le Fou” (1965) and “Masculin Féminin” (1966).
In “Alphaville” (1965), Mr. Godard plucked a character from the French popular cinema, the private detective and secret agent Lemmy Caution, along with the expatriate American actor Eddie Constantine, who had played Caution (or variations on the character) in many films, and dropped him down in a dystopian future ruled by a giant computer.
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As he grew older, Mr. Godard seemed more intolerant of other film directors. He quarreled bitterly with Truffaut, once his closest friends among the New Wave directors. He was especially scathing toward Steven Spielberg. In the 2001 film “In Praise of Love,” he portrays Spielberg representatives trying to buy the film rights to the memories of a Jewish couple who fought in the French Resistance. Commenting on the film’s sourness, the Times critic A. O. Scott wrote in 2002 that it “completes Mr. Godard’s journey from one of the cinema’s great radicals to one of its crankiest reactionaries.”
Mr. Godard’s personality was as difficult to warm to as many of his films were. Biographers filled paged after page with details of his feuds and schisms. He and his friend Truffaut got into a spat after the release of Truffaut’s “Day for Night” in 1973 and never reconciled before Truffaut died of a brain tumor in 1984. When a talk show interviewer reunited Mr. Godard and Ms. Karina in 1987, Mr. Godard’s indifferent response to a question about their romance caused Ms. Karina to leave the set.
This goes unmentioned in the obits, but I have to bring it up: “Made In U.S.A.”, about which I have written before. In brief: Goddard adapting a Westlake Parker novel, except he changed it around considerably and didn’t actually pay Westlake, leading to legal action. Pay the writer, you clown!
Lance Mackey. He won the Iditarod four times.
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But after his string of wins, he was burdened by personal problems, health scares and drug issues that prevented him from ever again reaching the top of the sport.
The treatment for his throat cancer cost him his saliva glands and ultimately disintegrated his teeth. He was then diagnosed with Raynaud’s syndrome, which limits circulation to the hands and feet and is exacerbated by the cold weather that every musher must contend with in the wilds of Alaska.
In the 2015 race, he couldn’t manipulate his fingers to do simple tasks, like putting bootees on his dogs’ paws to protect them from the snow, ice and cold. His brother and fellow competitor Jason Mackey agreed to stay with him at the back of the pack to help him care for the dogs.
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Mackey and his wife divorced after splitting up in 2011. She had earlier had three children who Mackey embraced as his own, Outside reported. During Mackey’s last Iditarod, in 2020, he raced with his mother’s ashes. He was later disqualified after testing positive for methamphetamine, and he entered rehab on the East Coast.
Months after the 2020 race finished, his partner, Jenne Smith, died in an all-terrain vehicle accident. They had two children.
He was 52. Cancer got him.
Javier Marías, prominent Spanish novelist. I’d never heard of the guy, though his name got mentioned a lot as a Nobel Prize candidate. But he sounds like someone I would have enjoyed drinking with.
Mr. Marías occupied a reputational perch in Spanish culture that would be almost inconceivable for an American author. His novels were greeted like blockbuster summer films, he received practically every prize available to a Spanish writer, and he was regularly considered a favorite to win the Nobel Prize in Literature, one of the few awards to elude his grasp. Most critics considered him the greatest living Spanish writer; some said the greatest since Miguel de Cervantes.
He was more than just a famous novelist. Mr. Marías wrote a widely read weekly column in El País, Spain’s leading newspaper, where he set down his thoughts on everything from bike lanes (he hated them) to the Spanish government (which he also detested, regardless of the party in power).
He cultivated a public image as a curmudgeon, but in person he was generous and witty, inviting interviewers for long conversations in his dimly lit study, his fingers tweezering an ever-present cigarette. (One column he wrote in 2006, for The New York Times, castigated Madrid’s antismoking laws as “far more befitting of Franco than a democracy.”)
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He wore his fame lightly, and joked that such comparisons said less about his talents than they did about a general decline in literary achievement. When “The Infatuations” won the state-run National Novel Prize, one of Spain’s highest literary awards, he rejected the $20,000 in prize money, saying he did not want to be indebted to a government of any kind.
He did maintain one such relationship, though: In 1997 he became king of Redonda, an uninhabited island in the Caribbean. The fictional Kingdom of Redonda is something of a running in-joke among European artists, who occupy the throne and make up most of its peerage. After his predecessor, the author Jon Wynne-Tyson, abdicated in his favor, Mr. Marías took the royal name Xavier I.
Like most modern monarchs, his role was largely ceremonial, his primary duty being to dispense noble titles to other artistic worthies — he named the director Pedro Almodóvar the Duke of Trémula and Mr. Ashbery the Duke of Convexo.
As of press time, a successor to King Xavier I had not been named, though several pretenders claim the throne as theirs.
NFL teams that still have a chance to go 0-17:
New England
Jets
Cincinnati
Jacksonville
Tennessee
Denver
Las Vegas
Dallas
Detroit
Green Bay
Atlanta
Carolina
San Francisco
Arizona
Rams
I happened to be out at lunch with my mother on Sunday, sitting directly across from a TV playing the Houston-Indianapolis game. When we sat down, it was 20-3 Houston and the Texas seemed to be playing well. When we got up to leave, it was 20-6 and Indy was in scoring position after a Houston fumble.
Houston teams will always disappoint you.
Marsha Hunt. She was 104.
Credits include “Harry O”, the 1940 “Pride and Prejudice”, “Run for Your Life”, and one of the spinoffs of a minor 1960s SF TV series.
Bo Brundin. Other credits include “The A-Team”, “Raise the Titanic”, the good “Hawaii Five-O”, and “The Day the Clown Cried”.
Jack Ging. Credits include “Wings”, “The A-Team”, “B.J. and the Bear”, “The Misadventures of Sheriff Lobo”, “The Six Million Dollar Man”…
…and eight appearances on “Mannix”. (“The End of the Rainbow”, season 2, episode 5. “Medal for a Hero”, season 3, episode 14. “The Sound of Murder”, season 5, episode 17. “Lifeline”, season 5, episode 21. “A Puzzle for One”, season 6, episode 11. “A Game of Shadows”, season 6, episode 15. “A Night Full of Darkness”, season 7, episode 17. “A Choice of Victims”, season 8, episode 12. It looks like he was “Lt. Dan Ives” in all but “The End of the Rainbow”, in which he played “James Spencer”.)
(Hattip: Lawrence.)
Edited to add: better obit for Mr. Ging from THR.
We’re only two (or three, depending on schedules) games into the college football season, and we already have our first firing. (As far as I know: at least this is the first major school firing.)
Scott Frost out at Nebraska. Rather unceremoniously: they fired him now, three games in, rather than waiting until October 1st. On the first, his buyout amount would have been halved.
Frost was pretty well regarded: as a quarterback, he led Nebraska to the national championship in 1997. Nebraska hasn’t won a championship since. As a coach, he led Central Florida to a 13-0 season in 2017.
Then he came to Nebraska. His record in four and a quarter seasons was 16-31, “worse than any of the previous four Husker head coaches who had been fired this century”. His record in “one-score” games was 5-22.
The final straw seems to have been Saturday’s game against Georgia Southern, a cupcake team that Nebraska paid $1.423 million to play in Lincoln. Nebraska lost 45-42, at home, after being a a three touchdown favorite. They’re now 1-2 this season.