I was fortunate enough to attend one of the first studio screenings of “Alien” in 1979. It was at the Academy Building in Beverly Hills, and the theater was about half-full. No one knew what to expect. All we knew was that it took place in space. They handed out t-shirts that evening (they were black, with the words “You are my lucky star” on the front, and the title on the back), and since the turn-out was less than half, they let us take all the t-shirts we wanted. Read the rest of this entry »

Agatha Christie has always been in favor in Hollywood, especially during the thirties and forties, when some of her most famous novels were made into chilling movies. The love affair waned during the late fifties and sixties, but the film version of “Murder on the Orient Express” changed all of that.
Read the rest of this entry »