Here's one of those things which seems relevant to our mission statement.
Actually, it's not from the magazine itself, but rather from the 1994 anthology pictured above, which was the work of all the usual EW suspects, myself included. In any case, enjoy if possible.
Elvis Imitators on Film
THE KING AND THEM
Cliff Richard in Expresso Bongo (1959)
The most successful of several British Elvis clones (among them Billy Fury and Dave Berry), Richard had his first starring role in this generally amusing satire in which he becomes an overnight sensation after being spotted by a small-time talent agent (Laurence Harvey). Pleasant surprise: Richard is genuinely charismatic and can almost act. B-
John Ashley in How to Make a Monster (1957)
Teen near-star Ashley (Frankenstein's Daughter) was low-budget studio American International Pictures in-house Elvis for several years, even though he had no discernible music or acting ability. Here he croaks his way through "You've Got to Have Ee-ooo" -- though whatever ee-ooo was, Ashley didn't have it. C-
Dick Contino in Daddy-O (1959)
Contino. an aging crooner trying to cash in on the rock & roll boom, sported a bad rug and affected a sort of Jack La Lanne-on-a-bender look for this teen-flick nonsense about drag racing and drug smuggling. Fortunately, Contino sings several ersatz rock numbers -- music by none other than John (Star Wars) Williams -- that are memorably awful, and costar Sandra Giles looks swell in a succession of pointy bras. C+
Jimmy Clanton in Go, Johnny, Go! (1959)
Despite his status as a footnote to rock history (actually, he had two nice hit singles -- "Just a Dream" and "Venus in Blue Jeans"), Clanton was one of the few faux Presleys with any talent. He was also goofy looking, which may explain why this fictionalized account of his discovery by legendary deejay Alan Freed devotes more time to great musical numbers by Chuck Berry, Ritchie Valens, Eddie Cochran and Jackie Wilson than to its nominal star. B+
Arch Hall Jr. in Wild Guitar (1962)
A hick rock hopeful comes to Hollywood with a guitar on his back and secures a record deal in about four hours, which sums up the realism quotient of this no-budget exposé of the music business. Adding insult to injury, star Hall (imagine Glen Campbell run through a trash compactor) sings several self-penned ditties that make "You've Got to Have Ee-ooo" sound like "A Day in the Life." D -- Steve Simels
Noted without comment: At least one friend and reader of this here blog is a huge Arch Hall fan and the proud owner of a CD of his complete recorded oeuvre.