E-mail from my friend Donna in L.A.: “What WAS Gus Visser DOING to that duck? I am still disturbed.”
I turned it off after Gus, will watch the rest this week. Could barely keep awake through The Flute of Krishna and The Lotus Blossom, though I loved the early “realities” of NYC.
How bizarre was the animated “peephole” segment of The “Teddy” Bears?!
Me, too—At the Foot of the Flatiron (1903) was fascinating—toward the end of the film, two Gibson Girls walk by, holding onto their hats in the wind and laughing uproariously at something as they chat. I always wonder, who where they? where were they going? what were they laughing at? whatever happened to them?
By the way, I’ll bet Gus Visser and his Singing Duck followed Miss Ethel Barrymore in a Scene from Camille on the Keith-Orpheum circuit.
THE “TEDDY” BEARS (1907) was shown only 21 minutes into the show, long before the Rin-Tin-Tin movie.
And what a horrible ending! We go from a light-hearted romp with Goldilocks and the Three Bears, to Baby Bear seeing his parents shot and killed by Teddy Roosevelt.
I managed to catch Gus Visser and his Duck (after sitting through Lotus Blossom), and I have to say that I’m somewhat disappointed. I liked seeing early sound – you know me and tech – but it did not have either me or Pepper Mill rolling on the floor.
Well, all I can say is, if you’re not hugely entertained by a balding, somewhat toothless man singing “Ma! He’s Makin’ Eyes at Me!” with his hand up a duck’s ass . . . well, I just don’t know what this world is coming to.
Now we know why Eddie Cantor and Al Jolson were making the BIG bucks.
I have to put Gus on the level of The Matrix. Despite all the advanced hype, the visuals almost overwhelmed the existential materialism of the script. Though it would have been even funnier if the duck exploded at the end. Or Teddy Roosevelt came out and shot him.
Could this be the origin of the title for Duck Soup?
I just finished watching up to that point and didn’t feel like a feature of Rin Tin Tin so don’t spoil the plot for me. I now wish I had recorded last week’s show as well. Much of fascination to watch.
The incredible wind in the Flatiron short made me wonder: when the first skyscrapers went up there was much discussion of the way that they changed wind patterns by creating heavier-than-normal winds and strange downdrafts and updrafts at their bases. Could it be that the film was supposed to be documenting or commenting on this?
And while I know that buffs are supposed to enamored of black and white, I can’t help wanting more color footage, at least of reality. I want to know exactly what the world of the past was like and every distancing we impose upon it frustrates me. Even the people in the two-color process films became instantly more human.
OK, I just got back from an exhausting day of research at Lincoln Center (five and a half hours of whispering huge scrapbooks into my tape recorder–my throat, neck and back are killing me).
But I had to go to the filing cabinet (happily, they still have old-fashioned filing cabinets, with cards sometimes 40, 50, years old). *There are no files on Gus Visser. * Nothing. No obit, reviews, clippings, programs, nothing.
Who was he? From whence did he spring onto that sound short? Was he actually the first example of CGI?