Of Flim-Flam and Falstaff: Fields as Fictional Character
  Over the past few decades the public has come to have a vague, simplistic and inaccurate image of the formerly-universally-beloved W.C. Fields — an image I call “the bobble-head on the bar” — a red cheeked and red-nosed inebriate leaning on a lamp-post, an American Silenus. As far as I’m concerned, booze was the […]