Category: Theater

May 24, 2013 /

I think I might have mentioned I used to live with my husband and our best friend in a house in the Hollywood Hills. This is the story our best friend likes to tell about my simmering temper and persnickety housekeeping habits… Once upon a time we used to throw…

May 23, 2013 /

I remember seeing an item in the Hollywood Reporter a little while ago about the lack of skilled and seasoned producers in the industry. One of the anonymous sources cited a corporate culture at fault for eviscerating art and concentrating on profit. He/she bemoaned the emphasis on product, as if…

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May 15, 2013 /

THE DATE PART IV; OR, BE MY BABY Rhodes Cardell appeared, more or less, his usual self. He was working on a shoot which involved copious part-concealed nudity, and numerous insouciant and cheeky requests of the “would you mind pointing your delicious decolletage a little more to the right, Alyssa”…

May 12, 2013 /

FADE OUT . His memories shifted to his second wife Gerda, a striking woman twenty years his senior, a woman, suffice to say, with “connections” in the industry. Another woman with a great belief in him, another woman who he had loved, but used. Yet, it was different with Gerda,…

May 11, 2013 /

FADE OUT Jake Toper looked into the mirror and watched himself disintegrate. Still recognizable as the handsome, virile matinee idol of the ’30s and ’40s he may have been but the features that always leaned toward cragginess had long since begun to crumble. In a way, Toper was glad. Here…

May 9, 2013 /

Doris: I was such an awful mother… what if you had a mother like Joan Crawford or Lana Turner? Suzanne: These are the options? You, Joan or Lana?