Harvey
Does anyone remember Harvey?
That was a film released back in 1950. It starred James Stewart as a man who was accompanied everywhere by his great friend Harvey – a six foot invisible rabbit.
It looks like fiction in the course of time has once again become reality. Harvey lives!
I mentioned the other day about our Beloved Leader and how he conveniently met a bloke with a pint in his hand which gave Dame Enda a chance to "prove" that people could afford water charges. It did cross my mind at the time that Dame Enda never ever shows up in public unless it's a photo opportunity, and it was therefore very unlikely that he was mixing with the Common Man, let alone drinking with him in a pub.
I wasn't the only one to notice this apparently.
Harry McGee of the Irish Times also spotted this. Not only that, but he remembered previous occasions where Dame Enda "met a man". It seems he has been meeting that "man" for quite some time.
I would contend that this "man" is in fact an invisible six foot white rabbit called Harvey who conveniently happens to be drinking pints, emigrating or obtaining gainful employment just when Dame Enda wants to make a point about something.
I think they should do a remake of Harvey, with Dame Enda taking over from James Stewart.
God knows, he can keep a straight face while lying through his teeth.
rinse wash repeat works on so many levels…
Rinse, wash, drown, repeat. Works much better.
I once saw an amateur local performance of the witty play "Harvey". Disgruntled spectators at events attended by Enda Kenny could carry bunches of carrots, preferably with their top leaves on. If any Garda asks about the carrots just say they are for Harvey, in appreciation of his services to public life.
I loved Harvey, and James Stewart is a comedy legend. How can you so disrespect this great mans memory, and tarnish a cinema classic with such a profane suggestion.
Fair point. Blame Dame Enda. He started it. Him and his "I met a man"………
I'd say that the difference is that the James Stewart character was a benign soul, and the point of the film was some people may be deluded but they're well meaning and do no harm, so live and let live.
By comparison, this Kenny's delusions (if they are delusions and not self-righteous horse-cack), well, they make folk miserable and some are downright dangerous. Po-faced pillocks like him would clear a bar faster than a national smoking ban!
Fair point. If he wandered into my bar I would be out like greased lightening. Either that or I'd flatten the fucker.
Once upon another lifetime, I spent a lot of my time doing local theater, mostly on the "tech" side of things but lot's of bit parts and one actual lead–I played Harvey in well…Harvey. Not in a big rabbit suit mind you but Harvey the "Pooka" as portrayed by a spotlight which was so old that I had to tear it apart and rebuilt it from scratch. But it was amazing how much personality I could put into that invisible rabbit with a fully equipped spotlight.
Heh! So your stage career is as a spot of light? I like it. Better than being a tree?
Actually it's amazing what you can do with an old (swivel type) professional spotlight with it's main iris, fade control and 5 selectable gels. I could add a whole lot of personality to that spot of light. I also served as the lighting technician as well for that one.