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If  you  peer  into  the  mist,  you  may  even  see
                                                                               Mighty Apollo - legs braced, a grim look on his
                                                                               film star visage, pulling a tram up Bourke Street.
                                                                               However, you may strain the imagination to see
                                                                               the Bustler from Brooklyn, Eddie Leonski, doing
                                                                               handstands outside the Royal Mail.

                                                                               But if you are shopping one morning in Love &
                                                                               Pollards, or Paynes Bon Marche, keep an eye
                                                                               open for a small schoolboy, wearing a neat blue
                                                                               school uniform (with short pants) polished shoes
                                                                               and a school cap - his eyes darting around like a
                                                                               rat in a cheese factory and you would have seen
                                                                               Squizzy, for that was one of that lovely fellow's
                                                                               disguises!

                                                                               Or perhaps one evening you and the current baby
                                                                               doll  may  be  living  it  up  in  a  night  spot  and
                                                                               lingering over a Harvey Wallbanger or a Tequila
                                                                               Sunrise and the door opens and in sashays a sexy
                                                                               looking  brunette,  cloche  chapeau,  4-inch  high
                                                                               heels and form fitting black mini and you say to
                                                                               yourself, "Is it?", "Would it be?", "How could it
                                                                               be?" - surely that's not Squizzy out on his nightly
                                                                               jaunt from the Bijou Theatre catacombs - but
                                                                               could I be wrong.

                                                                               Didn't  Squizzy  and  "Snowy"  Cutmore  have  a
                                                                               shootout in Barkly Street, Carlton in 1927 - and
                                                                               they both died! So what did I see - was it a ghost
                                                                               or just too much Jack Daniels? Then again, the
                                                                               old  timers  say  there  are  curious  happenings
                                                                               around here at night. Yeah Baby - that's what
                                                                               we've seen "A GHOST" - Let's have one for the
                                                                               road and get out of here, for I've got the shivers.
                                                                               This Bourke Street at night is full of ghosts of
                          Melbourne Opera House (later the Tivoli) c. 1901
                                                                               the past!
       In the 1890s, a gruesome murder story was on the book stands - "The
       Mystery of the Hansom Cab" - an extremely gory tale, so when the cheeky  But patience girls and boys. I wonder what will occur in dear old Bourke
       kids passed a hansom cab and its driver they'd yell out, "How many  Street after the Year 2000 - who knows, maybe another "Man outside
       throats have you cut today?" As they say, it wasn't all beer and skittles  Hoyts" will surface or, if you are lucky, maybe another Squizzy - now
       being a Hansom Cab pilot perched up so high.          wouldn't THAT be top-ho? ★

       In 1935, at Hoyts De Luxe, handsome Dick Powell was appearing in a
       film Thanks a Million with Ann Dvorak. While all the female dollies  Images: CATHS Archive
       were in the flicks enjoying the movie, a pair of villains crept into the
       Manager's office and decamped with the: takings and, as the papers of
       the day made mention, possibly the rascals did indeed say "Thanks a
       Million".
       On a cold blustery day in June 1964, the Beatles hit Melbourne and you
       can  pencil  this  one  into  your  memory.  From  that  day  on  everything
       changed, everything! ! The Beatles were booked into the Southern Cross
       Hotel - the flashiest pub we had up till then - built on the site of the
       Eastern Market and there were thousands of young girls and boys and
       teenagers who stood in the gale and yelled and yelled until the Beatles
       came out on the balcony and waved to them for an hour or so. Girls were
       fainting and were taken into the Southern Cross to recover and maybe
       get to meet their idols! The police called on Army and Naval personnel
       to help control the emotional crowd. If you never saw the scenes on TV,
       you missed one of Bourke Street's highlights of the century.
       As we strut along to the Year 2000 and whatever may be around the
       corner, all the old Ghosts of that exciting artery of our city will all be
       along there with the rest of us. If you keep your eyes peeled and you are
       a "Believer" (Golly, you've got to be a Believer), you may see Archbishop
       Mannix sitting up the top of Bourke in his open Daimler - the Chorus
       Girls from the Tivoli baring those shapely ankles and you're certain to
       see the Man Outside Hoyts extolling one and all to step inside and see
       the world's best movie. If you're lucky, you'll see Chief Little Wolf in his
       war bonnet of eagle feathers doing a Navaho war dance outside Buckley
       and Nunns during a lunch hour in August 1937.





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