Seventh Voyage of Sinbad is on, and now I'm back in my 7th grade Unified Studies class, when Todd Pinney always led the boys in the film countdown til the technicolor model appeared -- wild cheering -- then the dashing, romantic Bernard Herrmann theme blasted the room apart, and I was always lost.
I've done plenty of sighing in these pages over Kerwin Mathews (my favorite fantasy leading man), so let this entry be in honor of of Kathryn Grant.
Pretty yet approachable, and unafraid of adventure. She winds up being even more game than half of Sinbad's crew -- determined to push the bolt back on their cage, despite her first failed attempt; and it was *her idea to slide down the lamp's spout to talk to the genie. Her gentle nature convinced the boy to give her the incantation, and afterwards, against his better judgment, Sinbad agreed to let her toss the lamp into the lava, so that
All this she managed with a twinkle in her eye, and very little screaming (hell, that sailors screamed more!). And she did all that she, as a miniature of herself, was physically capable of doing. She didn't throw the wizard down and stomp him to death. Thank heavens.