Funny & Fun

My father liked two things for sure: Pretty women and he liked being happy. From the first time he went out on the road with his first song in 1919, through his movie making days in 1939, ’40 and ’41 his ensemble included chorus girls and comedy. He even incorporated dancing girls, tap dancers, singers and comedic skits in his last 1949 movie that depicted Blacks and how they dealt with life after the Atom Bomb. For those new to this blog you can see his last movie on YouTube-it’s titled Mr. Adam’s Bomb. A young lady (Margaret Westfield)  sings a song called “You can Always Believe Your Heart” which Eddie wrote. I am still looking for information on Ms. Westfield.

Eddie became a household name as Eddie, the waiter in the radio program Duffy’s Tavern, during the last ten years of his life. Everyone loved Eddie. February is Black History Month. I am going to inundate social media with “fun Eddie stuff”. I want to get him as much exposure as possible. I want to get as many people as I can to experience Eddie’s good nature and for them to get a few laughs as well. I think our world could use uplifting right now. Eddie’s life story is truly inspiring. I will also be pushing the biography I have written about him, “Eddie Green The Rise of an Early 1900s Black American Entertainment Pioneer“, it’s much more fun that that “other” book everyone is talking about these days.

In this still from Eddie’s 4th movie you can see that Eddie (in the striped shirt) liked being silly (which is why, I am sure I like silly jokes: What kind of flower is that on your face? Tulips!!! Hahahahaha!) There were even chorus girls in this movie.

So here’s to a Funny February.

And thanx, for stopping by.




H3257-L74549107 Hi.  Welcome back to my on-going story about my book-writing adventure.  I have thrown out this, and added in that, and I remembered to place (photo) where photos should be instead of the photos themselves. To some people I have spoken with, this part of book-writing seems tedious, but I love it.

The poster I have placed on this post “What Goes Up”, is from Eddie’s second picture, which he wrote, directed, starred in and produced though his Sepia Art Pictures Company.

“What Goes Up” starred Babe Mathews, Dick Campbell, Ho// ney Boy Johnson, Sydney Easton and Carol Pertlow.

Babe Matthews was a singer, dancer and actress who was very popular in the 1930s.  She also appeared in “Paradise In Harlem”, written by Frank L. Wilson.  There is a Youtube video of Babe Mathews, but I have not been able to find any pictures.

Dick Campbel, a successful performer in his own right, as a theater producer and director, helped launch the careers of several black theater artists, including Ossie Davis.   He was also a co-founder of the Negro People’s Theatre in 1935.

Honey Boy Johnson was an actor who also acted in his own short “At the Mike”.

Sydney Easton was an actor, songwriter, composer and author who also appeared in “Paradise in Harlem.”

Carol Pertlow was a Sepia Art Pictures discovery, who had actually been crowned “Miss Sepia New Jersey” at New York’s Rockland Palace.

Eddie’s films were made at a studio lot in Palisades, New Jersey, while his office was in New York.  While trying to gather information on the studio lot, I learned all about Fort Lee, New Jersey.  Before Hollywood became the movie making capitol, there was Fort Lee.


In the early days of the American movie industry, the Fort Lee–Coytesville area became New Jersey’s busiest production center. The first permanent film studio built there was the Champion Film Company.  Fort Lee is a borough at the eastern border of Bergen County, New Jersey, United States, in the New York City Metropolitan Area, situated atop the Hudson Palisades.

So, I got caught up in searching for “Sepia Art Pictures Company” in Fort Lee.  What I have found was that today, on-line, I could not find any information about Black-owned film companies in 1939, until I decided to query Oscar Micheaux.

I discovered that in 2008, Fort Lee High School celebrated black history month by showcasing the history of black filmmakers and the borough’s (Fort Lee) extensive role in independent film, and that the borough council were in the works to construct a Fort Lee style “Walk of Fame” celebrating figures like Alice Guy-Blache, the first female filmmaker and Oscar Micheaux, the first major African-American filmmaker, both of whom worked extensively in Fort Lee.

Eddie came along maybe ten years after Oscar’s last full length movie, and since I know his movie studio lot was in Fort Lee (aka Palisades), I am pretty sure Eddie walked in Oscar’s footsteps.  Of course, by the time Eddie got to Palisades, the big studios had moved on to Hollywood.

I found the script for Eddie’s second movie where he has a joke about being late to the set and he is speeding through the Holland Tunnel and gets pulled over by a cop:  The cop says “Didn’t you see me standing in the middle of the street?  And Eddie says “Yea, I saw you and said to myself, that man is going to get runned over standing out there!”


Money, or the lack thereof, was a big problem for blacks in the movie making business in the early 1900’s.  If you were not a Sennett or a Selznick or affiliated with someone like them. you had a hard row to hoe in trying to make an inroad into the business.  But Eddie was making a pretty good effort at realizing his dream.

Eddie was an independent.  When he worked in his craft on stage, on the radio and on early television, he worked with Whites and Blacks, but when he was making his own movies, he insisted on using only black people in every aspect of getting the movie made, in part so that more Black people could have jobs, and he believed that in order to make movies that appealed to Black people, who better to do it.  At his studio, Eddie had positions for scenario writers, photographers, lighting technicians and costume designers.

Eddie believed that Black people’s movie-making efforts were judged by Hollywood standards, the customary yardstick, which were high, and so, he always made sure he had young actors with fresh and interesting talent.

Thanks for visiting and hanging in with me.   Oh, and so far I have a 46,781 word manuscript, hoping for 50,000, we’ll see.

Thanks, Joe Malvasio 2008 Fort Lee School Project


Granny and Tanisha #generations
Granny and Tanisha

Hi there.

My niece, Tanisha, posted a picture of herself and her Granny on a social website the other day and when I saw it, it struck a chord in my soul.  Tanisha’s hashtags were “generations”, “genes” and “spongecurls”, obviously referring to the similarities in the two pictures.

What struck me the most about this post was the fact that Nish had put up a picture that absolutely speaks to one of the points I am trying to make in writing a biography of my father, Eddie Green.

As some of you know, I have been sharing stories on this blog about my father who was a star of stage, radio and screen in the 1920s, 30s, 40s and 50s, but had basically become absent from the entertainment memory.  And had become a distant memory in the familial sense.  The biography I am writing is to bring Eddie and his numerous achievements back into the light.  To remind those who have come after him what can and has been accomplished by a black man when times were tough during racial segregation, world financial troubles and war, and to remind his descendants, such as my grandson, from whence they come.

I am talking black people here because we (I and mine) happen to be black (with a little bit of this and that thrown in, but that’s for another story), but the idea of remembering those who came before us and continuing to acknowledge and celebrate them is something that can be done by anybody, anywhere.

What we have today is directly linked to what the generation before us did.  Any progress we have made is due to the generations before us.  Rap, electric cars, Black movie directors, space flight, smartphones; in order for these to have been available for us, someone had to start the ball rolling.

Because our past generations have passed on, as Granny has, or whether they may just be getting to the place we call “old age”, ought not mean they are forgotten.

Thanks Nish, for helping me put my thoughts into words.

And thank you so much for stopping by.