Film My first encounter with Marilyn Monroe was when I was eight or nine years old and the babysitter had allowed my brothers and I to stay up late to watch The Misfits (1961) on our little Black and White TV. I remember clearly a scene of Marilyn sitting in between two men, an ethereal foil for the beat up looking cowboys played by Clark Gable and Montgomery Clift as they drove across the Nevada desert in the unforgiving heat and dust. I don’t remember much else about the plot or even the ending, but I do remember being mesmerized by ( continue reading... )











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