Last night the Siren attended a swell dinner marked by good conversation, good wine, and the best damn roast chicken ever. Since the guests included a number of film writers, naturally the discussion long lingered over the most esoteric, enlightening and intellectual corners of film love...
But after a while we ditched all that and got down to brass tacks: Who was the best-looking director of all time?
We didn't come up with many names. One host ventured that the last time he broached this topic, the one most often mentioned was Francois Truffaut. Well, the Siren loves Truffaut's movies--a lot--but, nah. Then the Siren got up this morning and remembered all sorts of names, most them not mentioned last night.
Thus this mischievous exercise in the most superficial kind of auteurism imaginable.
John Cassavetes. How on earth did we forget him?
Vittorio de Sica
Joseph Mankiewicz (on right). Numerous affairs included Linda Darnell, Judy Garland, Joan Crawford and Loretta Young.
Leo McCarey. Frequently cited as a huge influence on Cary Grant's screen persona.
Vincent Sherman. Had affairs with Bette Davis and Joan Crawford. Lived.
Raoul Walsh. Pre-eye-patch Walsh, in full Mexican bandit regalia, was our host's pick.
Orson Welles. The most beautiful depraved baby face of all time, and as a bonus, you get that voice. Precisely the kind of voice you want to hear saying, "Good morning."
William "Wild Bill" Wellman. The Siren's pick until she was reminded of Welles' youth.