
As with most movies in the late 1930s and early to mid 1940s, they were very heavy with dialogue, often delivered at a fast clip. The best example is another Rosalind Russell vehicle, His Girl Friday from 1940.
So, I paid a visit to Reno. No, I did not get a divorce but I did see the Virginia Street bridge right near the courthouse where women, I've been told, would throw their wedding bands into the Truckee River to solemnize the act and start their new life. Nor did I manage to find the dude (dudette?) ranch run by Marjorie Mains.
Oh, l'amour, l'amour!
1 comments:
Welcome back, tilly
looking forward to hearing all about your bitchly pursuits in reno!
xx
Bow Down Bitch