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On Time Travel, Cloning, and Gregory Peck's Eyebrows

Over the past two days, whilst slowly fusing to my couch, I watched six Gregory Peck moviesTo Kill a Mockingbird; Cape Fear; Arabesque; Mirage; Captain Newman, M.D.; and The World in His Arms—which make up Universal's The Gregory Peck Film Collection, newly released on DVD ($59.98). Of course, being exclusively Universal pictures, it's hardly THE Gregory Peck film collection (Roman Holiday? Eh?), but it is a Gregory Peck film collection. It's 677 minutes of Gregory Peck, to be exact (plus bonus features).

And what did I learn? Well, first of all, Gregory Peck is approximately the most likable human who's ever lived. If science is looking for some motivation to get off its ass and invent time travel, isn't going-back-and-manufacturing-an-infinite-number-of-domesticated-Gregory-Peck-clones reason enough? Honestly, scientists: Do I have to do everything myself?

But anyway, the most important thing about Gregory Peck, Fine Old Gentleman, is that pair of squirmy, black hair-worms guarding his eyeballs. Gregory Peck's eyebrows. Peckbrows. The best.

Gregory Peck's Peckbrows have played many roles over the years. In their younger days, the brows were merely a garnish on the face of an extremely handsome man. In To Kill a Mockingbird, they are often obscured by Atticus Finch's glasses (bullshit), and in Cape Fear, they remain knitted in concern for the duration. In Arabesque, Gregory Peck's eyebrows do a dance and a double take at the hotness of Sophia Loren. And gradually, as Peck gets older, the brows grow longer and bushier and somehow blacker, until he's like a great horned owl (an owl that lots of women of a certain age would still like to have sex with, if it were legal for a woman to have sex with a predatory bird—slippery slope, ladies).

I didn't realize it at first, but after my 12-hour Peckfest, Gregory Peck's eyebrows had sunk their tendrils deep into my brain. I found myself dreaming about those two furry burritos. At 4:30 in the morning, I woke up, rolled over to the computer that sometimes lives in my bed, and (true story) e-mailed myself some thoughts that, at the time, seemed important to remember: "Gregory Peck named his only two children Gregory Peck's Left Eyebrow and Gregory Peck's Right Eyebrow. This is absolutely true. The fact that he actually had five children, all with normal human names, remains Gregory Peck's greatest lament."

Dear Self: What. The fuck.

So is The Gregory Peck Collection worth purchasing? I guess. Or not. Whatever. More importantly, though: Does one wiry eyebrow-hair have enough DNA to clone a Peck? Because he must have shed those things all over Hollywood. And hey, scientists—now, hear me out—is it possible to adjust the size of a clone? Because alls I'm saying is POCKET PECK. Think about it. Think about it. recommended

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Gee, doesn't Gregory Peck himself address this very issue in the Boys From Brazil? You will clearly need a jungle fortress in which to raise your cloned Peck in the perfect conditions to produce an air of geniality and integrity.
Posted by jk on November 19, 2008 at 8:56 PM · Report this
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Gee, doesn't Gregory Peck address this very issue in the Boys From Brazil? Clearly you need a jungle fortress in which to breed your little Pecks in conditions resembling those in which the original Peck was raised.
Posted by jk on November 19, 2008 at 9:03 PM · Report this

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