I'm always a little reluctant to point out the classics to people. The things we all should know about, and which therefore I don't have to mention, no matter how funny I think Monty Python is. You notice I haven't been waxing rhapsodic over the Marx Brothers, whom I've recently started watching again. Because what would I say? The Marx Brothers are funny?

Hardly a revelation.

But I'm less reluctant about developing inappropriate crushes on dead people, so I'm going to break my silent rule and wax rhapsodic about Lon Chaney.

No, not "walking with the Queen" Lon Chaney, Mr. Zevon. That was Jr. I'm talking about "The Man of 1,000 Faces"!
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