Friday, July 29, 2016

Friday's Film Adaption: Badge of Evil by Whit Masterson

Assistant District Attorney Mitch Holt suspects the wrong people have been arrested in the murder of Rudy Linneker. But if it wasn't Linneker's daughter and her fiance, who was it? And why do two of the city's most decorated and beloved cops look like they're not shooting straight? If they've planted evidence in this case, what else are they guilty of in the past?

A narcotics agent risks his wife's life to investigate a crooked cop.
Release Date: May 21, 1958
Release Time: 95 minutes(1958)
111 minutes(1998 Re-Release)

Charlton Heston as Ramon Miguel Vargas
Janet Leigh as Susan Vargas
Orson Welles as Police Captain Hank Quinlan
Joseph Calleia as Pete Menzies
Akim Tamiroff as Uncle Joe Grandi
Joanna Cook Moore as Marcia Linnekar
Ray Collins as District Attorney Adair
Dennis Weaver as the Night Manager
Val de Vargas as Pancho
Mort Mills as Al Schwartz
Victor Millan as Manolo Sanchez
Lalo Rios as Risto
Phil Harvey as Blaine
Joi Lansing as Blonde
Harry Shannon as Police Chief Pete Gould
Rusty Wescoatt as Casey
Wayne Taylor as a gang member
Ken Miller as a gang member
Raymond Rodriguez as a gang member
Arlene McQuade as Ginnie
Dan White as the Border Guard
Zsa Zsa Gabor as the Strip-club owner
Marlene Dietrich as Tanya
Mercedes McCambridge as a hoodlum
William Tannen as Howard Frantz
Joseph Cotten as a Detective

American Film Institute's 100 Years, 100 Thrills - #64

Author Bio:
Whit Masterson is a pen name of authors, Robert Allison “Bob” Wade (1920-present) and H. Bill Miller (1920-61). The two also wrote under several other pseudonyms, including Wade Miller and Will Daemer. Wade is on the left in the picture and Miller on the right.




Take Two by Traci Hayden

Title: Take Two
Author: Traci Hayden
Series: Picture Perfect
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 26, 2016
Cover Design: JC Clarke of The Graphics Shed

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Beth Huntley, photographer and devoted bachelorette, doesn’t believe in true love. Too much hurt and disappointment has left her hiding behind the camera. All she can see is a black and white world through the lens.

William Lorde, widower and father, was once an open and carefree man. The loss of his wife has left him wrapped up in the needs of his little girl. He can no longer see the colors of the world as he struggles each and every day.

What happens when these two similarly different people meet and help each other to step out of the world they’ve created for themselves? Will they find a love that helps them heal from the past, enjoy their present and create a beautiful future?

I woke the following morning to the sound of the ocean crashing against the beach. I was still wrapped in William's embrace, my head resting on his shoulder. His breathing was even and soft as he slept.

I was too comfortable to start the new day. Looking around without bothering to lift my head, I located our clothes, neatly folded on the other chair under the cabana. Heat rushed to my cheeks. Who had done that? And when had they done it?

William stirred beside me. "Morning, love." His voice was rough with sleep.

"Morning," I whispered, not sure if our mysterious housekeeper was still nearby.

He was immediately focused. "Beth, what's wrong?"

It was impossible to hide anything from him now. I was an open book now and he was my reader.

"We had a visitor," I said, pointing at our neatly-folded clothes.

He relaxed back into the chair. "Oh, Beth, we're grown adults. We didn't do anything the rest of them haven't done."

He was right, but it wasn't something I was so open to having everyone know. "But..."

"Relax, Beth." William consoled me. "Are you regretting it?"

I was shocked at his question. "No, never!"

"So don't be embarrassed. It's a natural part of a relationship," William chuckled. "Stop over thinking everything."

I hid my face on his chest. He was right; he was always right. How could I doubt what had happened between us? We’d both been ready, and I was sure a few people up at the house were curious why it hadn't happened sooner. I had to stop over-analyzing everything.

A different thought crossed my mind. "Oh my god, William!" I jumped up, scrambling for my clothes.

"Beth? What?"

"My camera!" I cursed as I yanked the tank top from the folded clothes over my head.

"Where did you leave it?" He sounded concerned, knowing what my equipment meant to me.

"On the beach, before we went into the water last night," I yelled as I hopped out of the cabana, still attempting to get my other leg in my shorts.

We spent the next twenty minutes searching the beach. My anger quickly turned into horror as reality sunk in. My camera was gone. Had someone taken it, or had the ocean claimed it?

William tried to comfort me as we trudged up the path to the villa. "All those photos... the airport, the flight, the first photos of Jamaica, they're all gone, William." I was more upset over the loss of the photos than the camera itself.

Voices were audible from the kitchen as we stepped through the patio doors. The aromas were incredible, but weren't enough to lighten my mood. Most people would be upset about the camera, but even if it was my favorite, and worth a ridiculous amount of money, it was the loss of so many memories which upset me.

Jude came out of her bedroom and stopped short when she spotted us. She glanced towards the kitchen as she rushed towards us. She wrapped her arms around me, and whispered loud enough so William could hear her, "Everyone thinks you went for an early walk." I stiffened, unsure how much she knew. "I put your camera in your bedroom." She chuckled as she stepped back. As she turned, she reached out and tugged on William's shirt. "You really do pack neatly."

I stood motionless, completely stunned and my body turned to lava with embarrassment. Just before Jude turned the corner to the kitchen, she glanced over her shoulder. "By the way, William, you should get a tan on that ass."

The Perfect Spirit
28 year old writer, Vanessa Fortney, has travelled the world, living life to the fullest. When she comes home due to the unexpected death of her only blood relatives, she only has one regret; never finding a love that triumphs all others.

In a beautiful valley in the Rocky Mountains, Nessa finds herself wondering about a mysterious stranger who saved her after a nearly disastrous car accident. The mystery that surrounds Daniel is quickly replaced by the increasing attraction Nessa feels for him.

Will she find that love that transcends all love or will an unforeseen tragedy keep them apart?
Author Bio:
My love for books began at a very small age. I lived inside the many worlds the local library could provide. The characters within those pages were my companions and my support when I needed someone most.

My imagination began to soar as I grew. I began writing small poems as a teenager, but never thought much about publishing or expanding beyond put my words to paper.

After my children were born our love for a certain TV show fueled my love for writing. Using my children as inspiration, I began to write fanfiction, my children being the characters within the stories.

My passion for putting words to paper (or screen as is the norm now) has turned from passion to obsession. I've made some incredible friends through this journey and in turn, have become not only an author but a promoter and supporter for those whose imagination dreams character and worlds that I can lose myself in.

I thank my precious children, my beautiful soul-mate and my forever sister and best friend for being my constant rock and support as I continue to walk this road called life.


Take Two
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Matronly Duties by Melissa Kendall

Title: Matronly Duties
Author: Melissa Kendall
Genre: Science Fiction Romance
Release Date: July 27, 2016
Centuries after the asteroid that sent Earth into the ice age, the remaining humans live in underground sanctuaries. As the Impact Bi-Centennial Anniversary approaches, Bethanie Greene prepares to take her place as the Government's new leader. Or so she thinks.

With her life planned out, Bethanie trains to become the next Matron of the underground nation of Oceania. Until six weeks shy of taking office she's kidnapped by extremists; then rescued by a handsome stranger.

Harboring a deep-seated resentment of the government, Howard James struggles to survive in a world where those in power wished he didn’t exist. Ironically, he finds himself rescuing the soon-to-be head of the government, Bethanie Green. Torn between his resentment of everything she represents and her beauty, Howard shows Bethanie a different side of life in Oceania, while at the same time opening her eyes to the injustices of the government she is meant to lead.

Can Bethanie trust this man? Who is this handsome stranger who fights everything she believes in?. And he gets under her skin like nobody has even dared before. 

Against all odds, Bethanie must decide if her heart and her duties can coexist.

A yawn creeps up my throat and I suddenly feel like I haven’t slept in weeks. The temptation to curl up and go to sleep is strong, but my body is telling me I need a trip to the bathroom first.

I head down the hall to the door at the end. It’s ajar, so I push the door open—and freeze. The bathroom is not empty.

Howard stands at the sink, naked from the waist up, cleaning his teeth. Without clothing, his shoulders look twice as wide as before and every curve and dip in his muscles is clearly visible. Down the middle of his back is what looks like a big, black T. I have this crazy inclination to trace it to see how it feels. 

Howard clears his throat and my gaze shoots up to find him watching me in the mirror. “Do you mind?”

He winks at me. 

Oh crap!

“Sorry.” I pull the door shut. I’m mortified to have been caught staring. I also have butterflies in my stomach again, stronger than ever, and my heart is pounding. I fan my face with my hands in an attempt to calm myself down.

Before I can get everything under control, the door opens and a still-shirtless Howard walks out. 

“All yours.”


I mentally slap myself for such an inept reply, but the view of him from the front is even better than the back. He has one of those washboard stomachs I’ve heard Gail talk about. I never understood what she meant, but now I can see how apt the description is. Once again, I find myself unable to stop staring. 

“Good night, Bethanie,” Howard says strolling down the hallway. 

“Howard? What’s the T on your back?” I ask, curiosity getting the better of me.

He stops and half turns towards me. “It’s a tattoo, and it isn’t a T, it’s a crucifix.”

“A crucifix?”

“Yeah, it’s the cross Christ was nailed to. It is a symbol of the weight I bare in the name of justice.”

“Huh. I’m sorry, I don’t really know what you’re talking about. It’s nice, though.”

“Thanks,” he says, “but I better get to bed if I’m going to be up early to take you to the post office.” 

“Night,” I call after him.

“Sweet dreams,” he calls back.

I smile. They might just be

Author Bio:
Melissa Kendall is a forty-year-old mother of two from Perth, Western Australia, the second-most isolated capital city in the world. Predominantly a stay-at-home mum, she works a few hours a week as a software support consultant. She has always loved to read and write, and spent most of her teens writing poetry and short stories. Over the years, daily life got in the way and she lost the passion for it, but after the birth of her first child, Melissa discovered e-books and her interest in writing rekindled. She is now the author of four published short stories. Matronly Duties is her first full-length novel.


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