
My first viewing was The Apartment at a gorgeous art deco cinema, The Rex in Berkhamsted. Similar to my beloved local, The Phoenix, the grandeur of the auditorium fitted the same sense of occasion as when movies began by telling you right up front who was in it and what it was called. But I digress.


By then I'd found myself completely under Lemmon's spell. You see I'd become rather partial to that cheeky grin, the twinkling eyes, the earnestness. Although he does look a little too good as a woman for my liking! There's obviously a few more movies to see and I'm wondering whether Lemmon was always cast as the hapless but endearing charmer. I guess I will have to find out.
Not that I'm complaining.
Lemmon may just have become my new favourite flavour.
And you can never have too much of a good thing.
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Well then, you'll see a different side to Jack Lemmon in Days of Wine and Roses...
Ooooh a dark side? Days of Wine and Roses you say...
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