Out of the Bottle (Abigail Parker Series Book 1)

Eugene loves comic books, especially The Bat Lady series. He is so engrossed with her stories that he has nightmares and dreams of his own comic book characters. Their luck begins to change when Abby Parker is fired as the artist for the Bat Lady. Rick pitches his own comic book series and Eugene gets to meet Bessie Sparrowbrush, who, unbeknown to him, is the artist's model the Bat Lady. Rivalry and romance ensues for all four of them, with several song and dance numbers along the way. I had never seen a Jerry Lewis vehicle before this one not counting Scorsese's King of Comedy , and I was annoyed as hell for the first fifteen minutes.

I even considered walking out, that's how irate I was getting at Lewis' mugging. But then there was a scene in which he was hilarious, so I hung onto it a bit. And it got funnier and funnier. Jerry Lewis isn't getting a clean bill of health from me; he still annoyed me once in a while. But in at least an equal amount of scenes, and probably a bit more, he was very funny. He and Dean Martin play "roommates" who met each other way back when they were Boy Scouts, sleep in separate twin beds in the same room, take baths with the door open, and at one point talk about getting a divorce.

At one point the semi-retarded Lewis and he admits as much himself says to Martin: Similarly, Dorothy Malone lives in the apartment directly above them, unmarried with thick, black glasses and earning a good living on her own. She spends her time dressing the barely adult Shirley MacLaine, who has a cute little butch cut, up as the Bat Lady.

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The homosexual content seems to me almost too obvious to be meant. It's usually much subtler in Hollywood movies of the era. Then again, it's impossible to miss it, even you're a s housewife. MacLaine, in her second or maybe third role, is probably the film's standout, but Eddie Mayehoff, playing a comic book publisher who wants ever more violent comic books to sell, lands the highest percentage of the laughs. Eva Gabor has a decent part as a Soviet spy a Cold War plotline appears out of thin air in the latter half of the film , and Anita Ekberg, later to co-star in Fellini's La Dolce Vita, also has a tiny role as a model.

The non-Lewis related comedy is frivolous but excellent. The film also contains several great musical numbers. Dean Martin at one point starts dancing with a little girl on the street in a scene stolen from An American in Paris.

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She kissed it and tucked it back beneath her shirt. Jeff pulled an LED flare from his back pocket, turned it on, and tossed it into the hole. Watching the light descend emphasized just how far down it was to the tunnel. Once it hit the ground, Jeff rolled his hand toward Seth and Timal. More sweat dripped from her brow, and she wiped her forehead again. She looked around at her crew, steadying her thoughts and locking on to her resolve to make history. Great men and women made a habit of stepping outside their comfort zones, living on the edge, and testing out unchartered waters.

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She has four continuing fiction series and has written nearly thirty books. Abby Parker planned out her whole life: But, that was before she broke into the nearby tourist attraction and unwittingly answered a call from a centuries-old spirit who dragged her into the 19th century. Now she must solve a Victorian mystery without getting herself killed, or worse, spend a lifetime trapped in the past, leaving behind everyone she loves and altering their lives forever. When she meets gorgeous Benjamin, the future looks a lot like wreckage.

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All I needed was for Dr. Edgecombe to walk in and see me naked, even if he was a real doctor or a real delusion. I stripped while listening for footsteps and placed my torn and dirty clothes in a pile beside the washbasin table. The porcelain pitcher was filled to the brim with water, seemingly prepared for unexpected guests. I poured it all into the basin. I dipped one of the cloths into the water and felt the ring slip to my knuckle. I ran the washcloth over my hands before scrubbing every other part of me. It was when I dried myself with the extremely scratchy towel that I noticed the sparkling luster of the ring's silver.

I squinted at it uncertainly. Nothing made any sense. I needed to get into that bed. Plopping onto the mattress, my body sank gently into the feathery stuffing until I was sure I'd never been that comfortable in my life. I opened my eyes, one at a time, to the ceiling. Still in Victorian Town. You must be famished. I must have slept for hours. I'll just be a few minutes.

I have given you a respectful allotment of advance notice. The latch secured to the chest at the bottom of the bed was easy to open. However, the solid wood lid was heavier than I imagined and difficult to raise. I heaved until it stayed upright, then peered at the contents. Linens and clothes in a multitude of colors and prints were folded with exactness and nestled in layers.

On top of everything was a red dress. It had a fitted waist and a wide full skirt with buttons that ran up the front from the midsection to the lace trim on the collar. I then took out everything that looked like underwear and placed each item beside the dress. Every piece of clothing appeared lovingly cared for. There was nothing at all in the trunk that resembled a bra, and the closest thing to clean panties I was going to get were the pajama-style pantalettes Martha had mentioned.

They reached almost to my ankles and were sewn together along the inside seam until reaching the crotch, where they were just, well, open, so I don't think spinster aunt had mended them very well. Therefore, let me tell you about the author She lays the town out in fabulous detail. The clothes, the houses, the blacksmith, even the privy.

The heroine, Abby, was born in modern times to an unhappy family. By placing a ring Abby found upon her finger, she ends up in the same town, only more than a hundred years earlier. Thus, she returns to her own time soon after. To prove the point, she and her best friend research the town in modern time. However, when people that she loves in this past have futures that turn out less than what she wants, Abby returns to try and fix matters And the best of intentions are not a sure fix.

Honestly couldn't put this book down. I kept telling myself "just one more chapter" but then I'd read five! Overall a really great read. Abigail Parker chases her dog into a local tourist attraction and finds something he dug up. She ends up suddenly transported into the past, with a mystery to solve. Will her traveling backwards and forwards mess with history?? If so who will be affected?? This is a sweet innocent time-travel story. Our heroine is a teenager with an unhappy family life and a best friend who is not pleased with her new interest.

An entertaining book for younger readers. Abby Parker is following her dog Riley when she finds a ring that takes her back in time to There she must solve a mystery regarding the disappearance of Elizabeth Edgecombe, the sister of her new friend Martha. But when Abby takes off the ring she is back to the current time with her best friend Jess. The two work together to try and figure out what happened in the past. But when Abby meets Benjamin Dunstone in the past, where will Abby remain? I enjoyed this book and how Abby was torn between the two worlds and trying to do what she could to save those she cared about.

Yet she found her friendship with Jess was starting to get strained as Jess was worried that Abby was going to change the past so that it would alter the future.