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His portrayal of the pimp Frank Ligourin in Klute was the first time I ever laid eyes on Roy Scheider, and even at a young, impressionable age I got why Jane Fonda’s Bree Daniels found it tough to leave him–and the life–behind. In the matter of Roy, you couldn’t look away–not in Klute or Jaws,…
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Suzanne Pleshette 1937-2008 Lois Nettleton 1929-2008
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Yep, Norma Desmond, they definitely had faces back then. But today’s actors have eyes, and as two of the holiday’s notable releases demonstrate, you’d do well not to be caught in their headlights. Talk about bogey men: in Sweeney Todd, the trajectory of the title character can be found in the ravaged circles lining Johnny Depp’s customarily demented orbs, etched as…
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Funny thing about that Broadway strike—I thought the reduced slate of plays and musicals might grant me a reprieve from the monstrous crowds clogging Times Square’s streets, Sephora, the Virgin Megastore and the sidewalk below MTV’s studios in the Minskoff Building. Didn’t happen, so I sucked up the inconvenience, dodging the starry-eyed out of towners…
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Ingmar Bergman 1918-2007 (photo, Pressens Bild, via Agence France-Presse — Getty Images)
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So this is my Charles Nelson Reilly story: we met almost ten years ago at the York Theater Company’s Oscar Hammerstein Award presentation to Peter Stone. That night, Charles and I were asked to recreate a 10 minute scene from Skyscaper, one of his Broadway triumphs; I was to play a delivery man, the straight foil to Reilly’s…
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Where are Fellini’s circuses? La Dolce Vita clowns? On the first day of Spring I’m looking At the only joy in town Joni Mitchell, The Only Joy in Town Yellow daffodils and purple petunias line the walks in Bryant Park. A mysterious snow-like matter alights from every tree. The Mitzvah tanks,…
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“God, talking to you is like trying to sew a button on cottage cheese!” Mitchell, The Little Dog Laughed “Love is Companyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! ensemble, Company Reports of its eminent demise are exaggerated—again. These words echoed as I left the Barrymore Theater after catching…
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