I’m fairly sure that if Biden needs a lawyer, he will try to hire the best one, even if he or she looks like Clint Howard. There’s probably not much of a relationship between beauty and ability in this field. As I recall, Clarence Darrow was never mistaken for Cary Grant.

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We know her better as “Catherine” Bach, but she was plain ol’ Kathy back in 1976, about three years before The Dukes of Hazzard.

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Extraordinarily bad movie. It’s one of those where, even when you have just watched it, you can’t describe what it is about. Given that, I wrote a completely fake review suggesting that it was a lost script by Shakespeare, and many people took me seriously, despite lines like this:

It represents Shakespeare’s only known indulgence in the more explicit details of “the saporous Sapphic supper,” or as we like to call it today, carpet-munching. Unfortunately, the film may not perfectly reflect Shakespeare’s intentions, since it has been filtered through the imperfect recollections of a writer whose other works include “Blazing Stewardesses.”

As Lincoln (allegedly) pointed out, you can fool some of the people all of the time …

even when you’re not trying to.

Here’s what the film is supposed to be about, per Wikipedia:

Nicole is a wealthy, reclusive widow who lives alone with her murderous chauffeur. When she falls for a successful car salesman, and makes friends with a young dancer, things begin to turn out for the better. However, when she begins to suspect that the car salesman is cheating on her, she snaps and slips into an “alternate reality of violence, sex and paranoia.”

I wonder how you word the “help wanted” ad when you’re looking for a murderous chauffeur. Do you have to use coded language, or do you just come right out with it?