My new favorite movie of all time: High School Confidential (1958). It has EVERYTHING: switchblade fights! Mamie Van Doren! Reefer addicts! Jerry Lee Lewis! Midnight hot rod races! Vampira beatnik poetry! And non-stop hep cat lingo galore, daddy-o!
I literally can't believe I never saw this movie before last night on TCM. Should be available on TCM on demand soon
Plus it has my late great pal Norm Grabowski (uncredited) as one of the Wheeler Dealers, the hoodlum gang that runs the reefer biz at 35-Year Old Student High School
And Michael Landon as head honcho of the Rangers, the high school's top hot rod club
And Charlie Chaplin Jr as undercover narc busboy at the beatnik jazz club owned by local reefer kingpin "Mr A" played by Jackie Coogan - whose movie career started as child costar of Charlie Chaplin Sr in "The Kid" and later became Uncle Fester on The Addams Family
And two chopped lead sled 48 Chevy coupes built by George Barris. Note: no one will be seated during the shocking lead sled flip scene
In short: this is not a movie, it is a 1 hour 25 minute xray of my brain
Footnote: here's a Jackie Coogan tangent I went off on, prompted by a car ID request
Happy Spindletop Day to all who celebrate from Dave's Car ID Service! 125 years ago today, the first major oil discover in the United States happened at the Spindletop oilfield outside Beaumont Texas, when the 200 foot high Lucas Gusher heralded a brave new world.
That bounty of dino juice created generations of brash new money Texas oil barons, paved the way for Exxon and Texaco, and largely ended the debate of gasoline powered vehicles vs steam vs electric. For better or for worse, the 20th century would be internally combusted.
Apologies for the slow start to my car identifyting rounds today, thus this thread intro will be short. But I will note that one of the coolest things that resulted from the Spindletop Big Bang was the rise of petroleum advertising signage. A few examples of which I shall now share, without elaborate explanation. Neon!
All these pampered overrated 5 star suburban recruits from the Seven Sisters Conference turn out to be complete busts in the Professional Commie League
Fretting out a last minute gift for that car lover who has everything? Worry no more, today's Dave's Car ID Service has you covered with our annual Christmas Gift Guide!
Watch Dad's eyes light up when he rips open that box containing ginchy goodies to doll up his beloved 1936 Chevrolet! My favorites are the fender skirts, super deluxe hot water heater, and rear view mirror with clock. Don't let Dad down - demand Genuine Chevrolet Accessories!
But why only dads? Let's not be chauvinists here. Plenty of gearhead moms and other special gals who might appreciate an automotive gift under the tree. Why schlep to the mall for a mindless diamond trinket, negligee, or vaccuum cleaner when you could give her the gift of Fordite?
Yes, you read that right, "Fordite," a/k/a "Detroit Agate." Diamonds might be a girl's best friend, but Fordite is the thinking woman's diamond. Imagine all the other gals at the holiday cocktail bash going green with envy when she shows up sporting earring, pendants, and bracelets made out of these unique-as-a-diamond babies. Little do those jealous Janes realize they're made out of the polished hardened slag from old Detroit car factory paint booths!
Smoke 'em if you got 'em! If that special gearhead of yours also enjoys puffing away like Bogart or Bacall, how about a vintage Firestone tire ashtray? The one in #1 is from the 1933-34 Chicago World's Fair.
If your gift budget is a little more copious, your little lady will go ga-ga for a 1942 DeSoto cigarette-dispensing steering wheel. A valuable safety feature that let her keep her eye on the road while lighting her lung dart.
But for the ultimate coffin nail car gift, how about a genuine electric steering column-mounted Pres-a-Lite? A true wonder of Bakelite technology, it dispenses a LIT cigarette with a simple press of a button.
PS - don't forget to wrap them up with an accompanying carton of Chesterfields, the brand endorsed by Hollywood star Ronald Reagan!
In the wake of the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor 84 years ago today, America's car production went into mothballs and makers retooled for the war effort. Today's #DavesCarIDService looks back on how Detroit (and Toledo, and South Bend, and Kenosha) became the Arsenal of Democracy during WW2.
Starting with the most famous vehicle of that era, the beloved Willys MB Jeep. That nimble little bat-out-of-hell with its 4 cylinder Go-Devil engine proved itself the American GI's best buddy. And established a brand equity that still lives on today.
Made by the Willys-Overland Corporation of Toledo, Ohio, which until then was mainly known for low end economy cars for mild mannered spinsters.
Meanwhile up in Detroit, Ford was making their own version of the government-spec Jeep, the GPW. They were virtually identical to the Willys MB, except a script Ford stamping on the gate instead of the block Willys logo. And a few bolt heads stamped "F" vs "W."
But Ford's best known contribution to the war effort were the B-24 bombers it produced at its Willow Run plant, along with making Pratt & Whitney engines.
Crosstown rival General Motor was also busily churning out war materiel. Cadillac's V8 flathead engine now powered M24 tanks, and GM also helped make the mighty Allison V12 aircraft engines that powered planes like the Lockheed P-38 Lightning.
Not to mention lots of trucks, like the also beloved GGKW "Deuce and a Quarter" troop transport, and the amphibious "Duck."