Dorothy Provine, Ethel Merman and Edie Adams - It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World (1963)
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(via Film Noir Photos: Smoking in Bed: Barrie Chase)
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Dick Shawn and Barrie Chase-essence of cool in "It's A Mad, Mad, Mad World."
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Day 4 of sharing a photo of Peter, to honor his Birthday month. Peter didn't play a really big role, as Third Cab Driver in "It's a Mad Mad Mad Mad World," but his opening scene is one of my favorite moments, with him. He is so funny when he gets aggravated, with Sid Caesar.
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Let's face it, this past year has been so bloody mad that even Stanley Kramer would struggle to beat it. Still, anything's possible. Roll on 1963.
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peter falk on the set of it's a mad, mad, mad, mad world (1963)
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Edie Adams - It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World (1963)
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It's A Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World was released 60 years ago today!
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Everyone, especially if you live in a big city, please remember to not have any items showing inside your car; keep your car clean inside. People can, and might, steal things from your car/rummage through looking for valuables. Please be safe out there.
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I love Matilda because it's a story about a child who sees injustice around her and gets mad about it and questions why things aren't fair, and instead of the ending being that she learns how the world works and that life isn't fair, she catapults one of the adults who abused her out of a building with her mind
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Came back wrong? How about came back right, except that the world you came back to is wrong. Came back just like waking up from a long nap only to find that the people who love you broke themselves into shards and bloody bargains to get you back.
There are new stains that nobody will explain, hidden beneath the rug in the upstairs hallway. Your mother's left eye is clouded and strange. The cat no longer goes near your brother. There's a sharp-edged shadow now, under your lover's smile.
Everybody says you must be remembering wrong, but your sense of smell is just as good as ever. The closet that used to smell like cedar and cinnamon smells like sulfur, now, and nobody will tell you why.
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