Too bad it isn't playing in Knoxville or Memphis, or Nashville. Kind of sad considering she was born in Tennesse.
Neener neener neener
The firemen came and broke through the chimney top. And me and Mom were expecting them to pull out a dead cat or a bird. And instead they pulled out my father. He was dressed in a Santa Claus suit. He'd been climbing down the chimney... his arms loaded with presents. He was gonna surprise us. He slipped and broke his neck. He died instantly. And that's how I found out there was no Santa Claus.
Oh... I almost forgot... here's a great review of the movie from a really great site (AlterNet): The Unassuming Icon.
The firemen came and broke through the chimney top. And me and Mom were expecting them to pull out a dead cat or a bird. And instead they pulled out my father. He was dressed in a Santa Claus suit. He'd been climbing down the chimney... his arms loaded with presents. He was gonna surprise us. He slipped and broke his neck. He died instantly. And that's how I found out there was no Santa Claus.
The firemen came and broke through the chimney top. And me and Mom were expecting them to pull out a dead cat or a bird. And instead they pulled out my father. He was dressed in a Santa Claus suit. He'd been climbing down the chimney... his arms loaded with presents. He was gonna surprise us. He slipped and broke his neck. He died instantly. And that's how I found out there was no Santa Claus.
Not the one where I go "neener neener neener." That one is here in "general"
The firemen came and broke through the chimney top. And me and Mom were expecting them to pull out a dead cat or a bird. And instead they pulled out my father. He was dressed in a Santa Claus suit. He'd been climbing down the chimney... his arms loaded with presents. He was gonna surprise us. He slipped and broke his neck. He died instantly. And that's how I found out there was no Santa Claus.
The firemen came and broke through the chimney top. And me and Mom were expecting them to pull out a dead cat or a bird. And instead they pulled out my father. He was dressed in a Santa Claus suit. He'd been climbing down the chimney... his arms loaded with presents. He was gonna surprise us. He slipped and broke his neck. He died instantly. And that's how I found out there was no Santa Claus.
The Notorious Bettie Page opens in Nashville on Friday, May 12th at the historic Belcourt Theatre in Hillsboro Village. On opening night, May 12th at 7:00PM, there will be the Live Bettie Page Burlesque Spectacular performed by Lady and the Tramps followed by the opening night screening of The Notorious Bettie Page. Get the show and the movie one price! Tickets $12.00 on-sale now at Tickets.Belcourt.Org. More Bettie Page festivities and event details to come...More at Belcourt.Org