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of the Adventures of Philip Marlowe, and we're going to bring you a Gerald
Moore episode. I've been wanting to bring you for a while, I think
a season or so back. We were actually going to play it. The
website that I downloaded it from and listened to it several years ago essentially forbid
sharing the episode and did not release me from that agreement. But it appeared
they'd gone out of business, but they came right back up as I was
getting ready to record the episode, so I had to replace it with something
else. However, since that time, the episode has come into circulation and
so I'm using a foul I downloaded elsewhere. This episode I'm going to play
for you today is actually the sixth episode of the Adventures of Philip Marlow with
Gerald Moore. The original air date is October thirty first, nineteen forty eight,
and the title is The Blue Burgunette. They were all after it.
An importer, a beautiful woman, and nothing a guy I couldn't figure out.
But before we were through, one was in the hospital, tour in
the morgue, and the park was waiting for the hangman. All that because
of a blue Burgunette, which was something I'd never even heard of before.
The crime that can come. Yeah, and now elmore started still of Marlow,
we bring you tonight's exciting story, The Blue Burgunet. The knock on
my glass paneled off its doors sounded like a fresh out of Yale Insurance sales
making his first enthusiatic call of the morning. Yet when the door flung open,
I was surprised to see a man with no more height and waist in
a jockey and all the boyish bounce of a New Year's day hangover. He
was about forty and too cheerfully grew from Pearl Gray Homburg grew pearl gray sticked
into pearl gray back. But when he started the talk, each best until
too much self assurance, and I didn't like it. My name is Norman
Porty. I'm an important located in Los Angeles and San Francisco. In the
area, I'm still of morlow private to take. They've located all in one
place, which means that your rent bill is higher than mine. And that's
all. I have a little time for flipping tine, I have less time
for high handing it. Don't make ends meet by pulling a rick shari them
at the voigt I don't get yeah, thank you the man. I need
an escort for a creative rare silts, which is could be pulling to San
Francisco to night at twenty five a day person spenters. I could be a
man. I had so much fuss over a few bolts of spilt. In
this case, it's being embroidery on the material very rare and very intoco Chinese
design, which in basic Englhich means what oh come come mile out. Discoverers
legitimately purchased at a little figure and a profitable resale is my only object.
And why the pistol pack and a routine because I was forced to outsmart a
half dozen competitors to get the material. There are poor losers in every business.
Let it exactly now, Will you take the job? All right?
Where do I report? And when? At my warehouse on stalks? Figure
up at nine to night? Is my card out of my assistant? This
soundred lane? All right? Will be under fun or by the way,
mister Boris, I didn't mean to snap your head off when you first walked
in and said that I'm quicker as anything pushed around. You know, apologize
mister my hum. If it hadn't been that quick, I wouldn't have hired
you. Good, isn't I said at the decoeaded card Boris had given me
and smiled until his the cutter report of his build up kuls and faded down
the corridor. I dropped the cart into my pocket, punched out a couple
of overdue letters and my Rennington land, and left the office for lunch.
Outside. The sun was too high and the smug too low for local company,
so was nothing to do until nine. I decided to drive out to
the pier and Santa Monica, where I could eat French fried shrimps and watch
the seagulls collect overhead and squear at me. When I got to my car
and opened the door, I suddenly forgot about lunch because the man was crushed
inside my car, waiting with a gun in his hand, getting my quickness.
Then start the car and drive until I tell you to stop. What
are we gonna do about the red lights? Bud heard of him? Marlow?
Start the car accusing you and I can continue at him? Okay,
where to don't drive and listen carefully. I'm a startner. No. Yeah,
my name is Leonardo Baa. Does that mean anything to you? Frankly?
No? Then again, I haven't checked a rogue's giry and almost the
mantad Marlow, I haven't traveled the week of this country without a moment sleep
to hear empty world? No? Where is the blue Burgony? The blue
on the bargain, had the blue Berga and had Marlow? Where look about
Jerry? And maybe you have all your marbles and maybe you don't, But
either way I believe me, I've never heard of the Burgonette, red,
white or blue. Don't like to be with my own eyes. I'm going
to your offe Glorie glories. What you gotta do with this everything? He
told the burger from You're not a story, never mentioned such a thing to
me, You're life. I've only been eating nor franglers an now, But
already I know that boy has the burgoning, and I swear, I swear
by all that holy it will be in my hands where it belongs before morning.
And if you don't mollow what, I just had my fenders right now,
I still got the gun, and I still shore ever mine, and
I never went to the safely here in my eyes. Before I can make
a pass about Gary, he was gune. I apologize to the cop,
the truck driver and a gaping mob that was disappointed not to find me bleeding,
and then I went for a telephone to call mister Borries and complain about
a madman, a blue burgonet, whatever that was, and a plea defended,
but there was no answer At the warehouse. Politicos disappeared before I finally
found an important who knew that Lorries lived at thirteen thirty No Camden Drive and
Beverly Hues. Half hour later, I turned onto a graveled driveway and crunched
to a stop in front of a house which was redwood and glass and gets
where the front door is. The landscaping consisted of a mess of severely clipped
trees that even Joyce kilmer With turned his back on. When I leaned against
the front door, though a fluid Chinese gown was lying someplace deep inside,
and I was ready for at least two man shoes, and the door eased
open, noiseless way. The collection of beautiful things that stood five and a
half feet above the threshold. It's about a Chinese as a funded skun standing
and had a complexion to match a waist line was right. Criston let us
leading, but the rest of her strictly speak and potato. Her eyes were
something a little greener than ending. And when she spoke I couldn't figure out
what Doris wanted With a bunch of old Oriental chimes, you always dare I,
Oh, well, it's more polite than painting. Beside, you were
a surprise. I expected either vorries or something with a moon's face and a
kimona. Now may I come in, Sandre? How did you know you're
right? Oh? You must see miss tomorrow? How please come in?
Mister Voies finking something. Oh no, I will beatified for this. Yes,
of course we will. The arrangements to June normal, they're bound to
make me happy. You're always happy to day, mister expect you excuse me
a moment. Please sure today as both you and right we'll be waiting tide
by side goodbye of it? Who's grasping boys? I don't know. I
haven't seen to mister voice personal meal yet today. You're on the wrong place
at the wrong time. What's the trouble? A blueberg on? Itt that
again? But you know about the burgenet mine own nothing but a nut with
a gun in his hand. Wouldn't believe that? Now? You tell me
just what is a blue burger effort? The worries. It's an ancient ceremonial
helmet. Oh you mean that night now, master, one of those ten
cans with a hide front for picking your tea. Yes, but this particular
helmet was only own a metal it's made of. How the golden covered with
jewels was completed in fifteen sixteen. I know that doesn't agree. It hadn't
matter then the entire helmet or burgen effort that particular stabs called is decorated with
the brig in blue and Nammo also the worth of child and it hasn't lost
its ruster even to this day. That's an interesting what's it worth the golden
jewls on it? I mean thirty forty thousand dollars, but that's merely its
inclusive battle As an automatic, it's almost pipe. However, the last time
I heard of the Burgenet was in Italy before the war. The man with
the gun doesn't believe that. He thinks you've got it near hip pocket.
A man with a gun the Leonardo about that's right, you know, because
a great uncle about the Yet it was the last rightful owner of the big
event. And bo Ya has his own interpretation of the laws of primogeniture.
He shows up pretty optically. It's too threatened, shoe and spy and imports
the world over. He's practically an international joke. Yes, when I find
it hard to laugh at screw balls, and my clients wide to me,
might if I see the bill of lading on the joke anders you, mister
Mallow, all the papers on the silk tent section. Yeah, I hate
to see him in doubt this way obviously distressed himself under produced anomful of papers
will look more involved in the semi annual Record of the United States the chipping
Company. I poured over him until it was up there to even the jade
Buddhism the room that my real interest wasn't in any figure on paper when I
left. When I get into my car and rolled out of the driveway on
the cannons, a black coupe pulled up sharply on the other side of the
street, a long, thin face that was jacking up an up sandy head
and stuffing out him instead at me like like I was a cyclops wearing hallquins.
He didn't let it go at that, because when I turned towards sunset,
he's pointing around and followed. He stayed that way until we were out
of Beverly Hills and along the strip. By then I got curious to see
just how far he'd go, so I signed for a stop with all the
supperty of us cut scout sending his first message by semaphore, and I pulled
up in front of a sandwich shop a minute after I edit and sat down
at the counter as Sandy Hair joined me. When we shed a seeming cup
of coffee in front of us, he opened up. You mind passing the
sugar commer? Not at all? How do you mind telling me why I'm
being tailed? Am I and fit? Attach? You get the sugar in?
Okay, I tell you coming out of Norman Voice place in Beverly Hills.
Now, what's eat you? I could say it was my mother,
but she wouldn't believe me. I'm waking my time. Are you interested in
making a lot of money for a little information? A reward? You might
say, always information about what a blue Burger? Next, say I know
a guy you ought to know. His name's Leonardo Voltiera and blue burgunett or
his hobby. A matter of fact, you might even say that he's crazy
about them. I'm shoving up alone, dandy Head and better. And I
had to mention about Erra's name. Letter didn't prove anything, and I knew
that I'd still have to wait until nine o'clock when I would do at the
warehouse on Figaroa. Before I could start anything up. It was only five
then, so I went back to my apartment, showered, shaved and grabsolute
sleep. And then after stopping off on Lebreyre at a prefabricated bit of old
Spain where I had a glass of sale Mexican beer. I took a cab
to South Figaroa and the Creative Silk place with a narrow grave curtains the widens
in the rear to a warehouse. When the modest passing in high gold redders
and bullies importers, I gathered that my client didn't care much. Free off
the street. Train with black lay nine o'clock when I'm not with two minutes
after nine, and then I go around my right hand were brooding before and
thunder lane came to the door. Oh, I'm so glad you're here.
Why the place is still dropping? I've got nothing to strange, noiselessness warehouse,
that's the boys left. Finally locked myself in. Where is Boris you
a phone call that after dinner? Something important? You're having to wait for
you? Where's the silk in the back and creep? Come on, let
her come, it's gone better off. There's a pack in the driver waiting
offside in the eye. Here's a bill of lading to the part of the
plane. Yeah, what is it you? It is very dear on you?
Why sundry you said like that? Hell? Can I be am?
I baby smile after all, it's gonna a bowl of silk? Or is
it? The truck driver was all muscle in about it, chatty as a
Lamont farmer was laren jetted. Fifteen minutes later, when we pulled up at
the airfield, we learned that our plane wouldn't be in another half hour.
I knew when he scheduled delayed the two plane want to hang a grass covered
runway? I mean anything from sixteen minutes on up. So I got the
driver it's constant coffee, and I got out of the cab to stretch.
No, that's my model for I got to keep them up. Um where
Sandy hair? What happened? Couldn't you come to terms of my friend bout
here? I didn't try. It looked like you'd leading to what I wanted.
Now it seems as though I'm right, Oh, you're not talking about
this bus here right? Nothing else but model. And at this point it
was to me to see it get into anyone else's hands and just in time
to save everything that means anything to me. That's peak comin from. I
should have done that in a week ago in New York. It would have
been seen cloud that play. Nah you Marlo getting that though. Wait a
minute about here, we've gone riding together before it in the leader of a
any grand No mal I know, but you didn't have the blue bargain at
all wrapped up with your day nine. Okay, okay, where are we
going? Where? Any place? And so I can get the burgaun head
out of that ugly crate without interference from anyone, including you. Marlock here
focused to myst has gone and close to my right here ginning my friend Gallian
should he's opening night. He put it put on top of mine and shoved
herded and went to the floor and stayed there. There's thought there was a
clever tho food keep on the throat until I tell your turns here into a
big disappointment. Bout here there's silken at bo That's all you've been misled,
Marlow. The silk is nothing but camouflage for the burglar. Oh, Boris
is a shoe little man, all right? What makes you think Boris had
it? They because someone got it away from Hamiston got a few minutes ahead
of me in New York. I'm a comuss was I followed He let me
straight towards You've been a busy little bree haven't been harder than I anticipated.
My original plan was not a cont I even attend my wife away on an
extended vacation so they won't be able to get at me to her turn rider
beside the road. Hand let me slow down a little. Will never make
it all right. I'm not traded. They can't strip me of money and
position. But they can't be from the pindow of Baltierra. How and very
much power is there for thirty thousand bucks at which a fancy warbet worth to
you cockle. Yeah, but the blood of ancestors that do it an empire
flows in my veins. Who means the burgony is the heart and fall of
a tradition that will never die. I'm penny right now, but that golden
helmet will be the sauce on inspiration that will recreate the ground of my formula.
Oh brother, you wander, you'll need a balcony and eat. It
is more chin to get away with that root tad. Shut up, stop
over there, hundred of three jump all right now? What get out on
this side? Now push that box off onto the ground, as you're afraid
I might bend up your pleasure there alone it is a higher item. Rip
the lid off and a bullet flies fast. But don't try anything fully,
all right, all right, off the clue. I'd be very pleased to
go there to myself. Stand back then, Oh I've waited for this moment.
Do you know? No, I can't be the boys in dead.
You'll think to me the bug and ware a minute, Wait a minute,
I didn't do that. Oh you kill the only man who know where to
burking at the sason, I love the book. He's moving. What kind
of look at yours? One broadside to me? And I hung an hour
and never right, don't at the pile of mind away keep behind the bottom.
I took a quick look fish your boys was really dead, and it
struck me that whether they had tucked him for shipping. Would go back tundra.
The next I jumped into the truck and went back to the figure,
a warehouse wide open, single lights still burned in the back. I propped
the truck and stutted around. The book gone when I looked, and I
saw a tundra backed against the wall by a man holding her a gun point.
It was a sandy head, mister Hamilton's. I couldn't hear what the
beans tall until I ease the door open enough to get in. Bird.
I don't know money, I don't look this thing. You might as well
coming because I'm not leaving here. I know what the bug told me.
I don't know anything about it. Ye, he got it, you got
it. I don't know how you got probat Oh what's your ward? Yeah?
Okay, miss me. It's kind of funny though, how he collapsed
all at once. I expected a real fight trick look in his face,
like what ashes the guys? I coolly really looked sick name in Hamilton.
But who is he anyhow? I have no idea. All I know is
he came in with that gun and tamil. I was waiting here from mister
Boris Bories and a long way. Pappy Boies is dead. Oh yeah,
I carried his body out of here myself. And that bucks we thought was
full of silk made it. That's right. Oh, incidentally, under it
you always wait around with your coat of your arm. So I'm scared.
I've got to take me the truth now. Mister Boris had the blue back
in. He said he bought it from someone I don't know who. A
chipping of silk Beau San Francisco was only a decoy to get bokier. This
man Hamilton off the trail yea and brought here was decoyed to a vacn lot
all of ten whole minutes from here. Hamilton's right now, lapping boys is
dead fine, but those boys are playing for keep, swears a burkingette.
Now, I don't know you stoop to leave me. I don't know any
more than that. I'm a street. I want to get out of here.
I don't home. I got a gun. Let's bring him to and
find out where his wrinkle is. Got some more to handy attends and cut
this water in the back. I will get right, okay, Come on,
Hamilton, wake up, Come on, come on, come to light
my feet. I made an end to run around the line of many bugs
and deck the back doors. The motor rought off down the alley and I
got to where I could see a pair of tail lights were just winking out
of fight around the corner. And even before I turned, I heard another
car coming up behind me. Was blacked out, and Leonardo Boukiera looked like
a ghost that had just seen a ghost. He was at the wheel.
I died for covers. They put some bullets any tunnels passed into an alley
after the first car, leaving nothing but dusty dustments behind him. I've been
as out. I figured if I wanted to see Sundraon's green eyes again,
which I did, and better price some fast answers out of mister Hamilton.
He was uttering out a pair of rubber legs when I got to him,
but I didn't give him the benefit of any does what's the girl? What
happened back there? Nothing? Just kidnapping, reckless driving, an assault with
a deadly weapon. And I'm in the same mood, So don't move until
I finished calling the police. It the police. You're going to call them
all yeah, and then you're going to give out with some straight information.
And if you don't think, I meaned to try getting tongue cide and see
what happened. Wait a minute, Malo, they've been wasting a lot of
each other time here my membership crid H. J. Hamilton Investigating Office to
the curator Incolow Hispanic Museum in Chicago. Well suspicious if you were at first
Molo and all the time you were on the same team and didn't know it.
I hope the outside world it is about this, okay, halt and
how did the real story like this? One? Two or three? The
museem inherited the childing helmet known as the Blueberry, and that's from its own
or other undrew aboutieraild in the war. He was Leonardo about Kios great uncle,
and he disinherited that part years ago. I located the helmet in Italy
and brought it to New York last week. Were stolen from me there and
everything points to one man as the seat. That's normal, Vorries. And
when we told you Voes is dead, you surely have positive his body was
in the box at the airport. Leonard about you all know about Tierra found
the body and it almost shocked him out of his accent. Look what do
you know that I don't about Sandra Lean I was like, she's voice assistant
that Tom. She knows the boys had their helmets. She's in plenty of
trouble right now with a bunch of hole in its set up. And quick,
if you're right, that ship in the silk weather side tracker wasn't for
you about here, and a big piece of this thing is missing, Marlow.
There must be somebody else involved if we don't know about it, yeah,
with you out of his hair, or he's undoubtedly intended to get rid
of the burg and that tonight. Oh wait a minute, he did have
an appointment to a war who was what was that guy's name? A red
faced back. There's a real lacking boy. I heard his name one ready,
complexion juggle, could have been court day more day. That's it fence
and we suspect a big one left Chicago three months ago, lives in Beverly
Hills. Now, huh, I've got my dress on good you can find
it? Yeah? Yeah, uh six to one North Maple it's alongside or
what can we lose at good point? Besides, it's about our turn for
a break. You you really look deep. You're sure you can make it.
I would miss it for anything. Let's go. You get into the
black drive at yourself. Compey Helton ad read it and made Beverly Hills.
I drove because he was still slightly green and a crack on the head,
Brook heard giving him at the airstrip. When we turned into North Maple Drive,
only one of a half a dozen houses on the blockhead of light burning
as we got nearer that blink does with the number six twenty one. I
went a out of corner to be out of sight my house and stopped the
card. The light going out might have been the coincidence Morlo, but let's
not count them in this corniment of button button. I wouldn't count on my
own father. I'll look, Hamilton, you're not too chipper, so I'll
go in right. But as soon as I'm out of the door, you
can make some close supports and my big front window or a brother, I
might get a hook before we get out of the wing. I'll remember whatever
I do, well, bank On, you're covering me, okay, yeah,
okay, Marlow, and for comfort keep your collar open. You're allowed
to get a very warm reception. I walked around the corner, cut diagonally
across the street, and went up the steps through the heavy cannel door.
I glanced back once and saw Hamilton moving slowly next to a high headge that
kept him hidden from me. Went inside the house, watching. I waited
a moment and got a clip on my gun, and then not couldn't lie.
I waited again and listened to nothing happened. From then on, I
knew it would a trap, and I felt it was comfortable with the last
name and around the Russian roulet. I was surely before I touched the handle
it door it was going to be unlocked and one. I got flow and
stepped into one side fast and I pressed my back against the wall and moved
along the short hallway to the living room. Still nothing happened. I think
light discovered into the big point window going across something on the floor, and
took me several seconds to figure out that there was a buddy. I looked
at the window again and saw him at be moved outside. So it was
time for light and suck for a switch. Found one turned it on body
on the floor with off shot being shot. I walked here across the room
and bed over him before clad day made it move. You've got two choices,
lady, drop your pistol and stand up, or hang on the and
laid down beside that corner on the floor there. Thanks health, then you
be a very well. Republic crashes and you saw rough potties? Did you
do it? Cuding? No, he didn't helone, I did mollow.
I had to sun. A few minute ago my husband broke in. He
and tried to kill me. That's why I had to kill him. Your
husband, yes, missus, Leonardo Bocciera, there also a clumsy, hopheaded
viction. Oh stop it, could I help it? You sent me for
water at the werehouse to night, Mollo. I took that opportunity to get
away because I had to help it. In the trunk of my car,
I practically fellow Leonardo outside. He saw me very realized I'd been working with
Voies right from the start. He was murderous, but he didn't have to
leave him here and killing in my living room floor. You're a real sweetheart,
you up, baby, and you kill Vories too. Huh. Yeah.
I went in with him because that idiot husband of mine would let me
starve rather than sell the bag, and that if you got it, the
Vorries was greedy double cost me by trying to sell it to Carday here without
me. Once the jewels was stripping, the gold melted down, the chair
would end. Of course, I would be out, and that would have
been fine by me. Norman Vorries at least was a very deep, efficient
lillo man. He's a very dead little man. So I shut up about
it. I'm getting nervous. Let's get rid of morlo here somewhere into the
job business. Not so fast. You've made a fine mix of things.
The murder on the floor, private dicks in the house. How can I
stay in my bed? Things like that happening? Before we settle anything else,
we're gonna cleave it all up here, girl, take my gun.
You're handy with him, all right? Marlow A dead man, should carry
him out back to my car. Oh got anything anything to help out?
Wait? I might have known that. That's what I get for dealing with
that mcask. He wants to go outside. Well, don't you get it
him? He's got to help out there, that's right, got a brain
fools him? You got now, I say we are both of you.
Get your hands up carday, Okay, Hamilton, you can commend now.
Everything's under control, Hamilton, Hamilton Arnold. What happened? What happened?
Where were you? I guess the minute I got here to the window,
I I must have passed out. Oh fine, I was in here making
brave and you were out there passed How cold? I slipped in the next
day and didn't get to my office until afternoon. I found then that Hamilton
has been calling all morning. When I returned his call. He had been
on his recommendation. The museum would pay me twenty five a day plus expenses
to deliver the blue Burgunets to Chicago. He added that I had nothing to
worry about because it would be packed in a well labeled box to look like
a ship and the hiccock's belt and got it. But Hamilton was calling from
the hospital. He had a function skull from the blue Bulkia had given him
at the airport. So I'm gonna take the job, all right, But
just as a safety major, I'm not going to carry that helmet any buck.
I'm gonna wear it. The Adventures of Philip Mono created by Raymond chandlerstas
Gerald Moore, and it's produced and corrected by Norman McDonald's featured in Tonight's Past
with Betty Lugerson, Hans con Reid, Alan Reid, Louis van Ruten,
and Howard McNair. This Bankol music was conceived and conducted by Richard o'rant be
goin to be with us again next week when Philip Monos day. Strange things
were going on that night. There was a wild stallion waiting in a garage.
I've gradiated with a chip on his shoulder and Unsti's comb blowing overhead.
All Right had to do was keep an angel out of trouble, and that
sounded easy until I found out that even an angel can be too hot to
handle the adventure. Now at out in the open in the summer is fine.
Living in the opening winter is quite a different matter. But that's exactly
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long welcome back. While really exciting enough, Philip Morlow would adventure as typical.
You get a good mix of mystery, hard boiled dialogue, some fun
Chandler esque characters, and just the right little bit of humor mixed in.
My favorite part has to be at the end, where, on the basis
of the federal investigator being there, he convinces the villains to surrender, only
for it to turn out the investigator had gone to sleep. And I also
like his line about wearing the blue Burgunette. Really so very happy that it
was finally able to bring this to you. It's just such a fun Philip
Marlowe story and fills the gap in the biggest hole in the series because with
the Blue Burgunette, there are now the first six episodes of the Adventures of
Philip Marlowe in circulation, and six of the next seven episodes are missing,
which is the biggest gap in the series. The most after this initial missing
episodes Spait, there's only one or two episodes in a row missing throughout the
rest of the run of the series. While this is the last of our
newly circulated Philip marlow episodes, this isn't the last of Gerald Moore because the
series we're going to start playing next Tuesday, the Adventures of bill Lands,
actually stars more so I'll be sure to check that out. All right,
Well, I do want to go ahead and give you an update on our
lineup of programs to come on Tuesday, and once again, due to new
episodes coming into circulation, we've had to shovel that about again. When we
get into the Bob Bailey Ors Truly Johnny Doller episodes, we're going to be
playing Johnny Doller on Tuesdays and Fridays. We have to have the schedule clear
when that comes. Now, after the Adventures of Bill Lance, we're going
to be in previously uncirculated episodes for about ten months and that will be between
two series, so we're not going to be hopping around a lot. So
our new tentative schedule for what we're going to hear in season thirteen is we're
going to bring you Martin Kane. This is O'sheay Meet Miss Sherlock, all
rather short story series, and then we'll bring you the Australian series I Hate
Crime. And then we have Adventures of PC forty nine, Matthew Slade and
Sarah's Private Capers scheduled again very tentatively in pencil for se in fourteen, but
again all of this subject to change now. Listener comments and feedback, and
we got a couple of different comments regarding the Sherlock Holmes episode and we'll start
over on podbeat and a listener comments regarding the Sherlock Holmes episode Death at Stone
Hinge love how they make women so emotional after a death. Women are more
level headed than that. Well, thanks for the comments. Certainly, death,
particularly a sudden one, and bring a pretty strong emotional reaction from both
men and women. But that said, certain radio programs did turn tend to
overdo it, and the same could be said a film, particularly of that
era. One of the big challenges is that for the longest time, acting
was acting for the stage, and often to convey something you need to do
it in a very big way. You know, we call it theatrical for
a reason. Doing that same really big performance, which was perfectly fine on
stage, can really feel feel over the top and way too much on radio.
And certainly radio did get better with that over time. Oh, I
do think that New York, where I believe the Sherlock Holmes was recorded,
the acting tended to be more emotional, go more over the top, and
that could be heard certainly mister Keenes Racer of Lost Persons, the sort of
flagship detective program that came out of New York had that sort of heightened emotion.
But you would also hear it, you know, even on things like
Casey. You know, it would not be like all the time, but
you can hear it sometimes or you get really heightened in a way. You
just don't really hear that much on Hollywood based programs. I don't know why
that is. It might be because radio in New York City tended to hire
theatrical actors much more than Hollywood productions, which relied on picture actors more and
pictures, you know, I think after the nineteen thirties began to dial down
the emotion to a more believable and realistic level. And then I have a
comment on the same episode from Steven who writes, what a trade to get
a new Sherlock Holmes episode. I've listened to all the others many times over.
Richard Gordon has an interesting voice. He sounds slightly nerdy, which sure
Law Holmes Abby would have been. After Rathbone, anyone cast as homes on
radio had to have a deep resonant voice Conway, Stanley, Hobbes, Merrison.
So this was a pretty good and different portrayal for me. Well,
thanks for the comments, Stephen, and I think you're right. Before before
Rathbone, I think if there was a definitional voice, it was William Gillette.
You know, you listened to the way that Orson Wells described Gillette and
how how Sherlock Holmes resembled, you know, William Gillette, and I think
certainly sounded like him. And the way that Wells did the performance on Sunday,
it did remind me a little bit of the way that Gordon did it,
though obviously very different actors. Because yeah, and I think today we
are more open to slightly differing portrayals of Holmes, though I think in some
cases we'll just kind of look at something and say nah, nope, nope.
Of course, the story with Rathbone and the actors who sounded like him,
it was something that actually annoyed Rathbone because he kept getting asked, you
know, about episodes of Sherlock Holmes and what was going on with the program
after he had left Sherlock Holmes, because they hired actors who could get into
the same range, and so people thought that Basil Rathbone was still doing it
and this annoyed him. It's like, no, I stopped it, stop
using my voice. But really not a whole off that you can do as
an actor in those sort of cases. But thank you so much for the
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