Contrary to what some poor, misguided souls might have lead you to believe, it's not all hilarity and high jinks being a music hack. Endless deadlines, over zealous PR people, petulant musicians, and the daily grind of trying to summon up a vague resemblance of enthusiasm for the endless barrage of ... More >>
I've always admired Lauren Bacall--from a distance.
Because truth be told, I'm a little bit afraid a huh.
Enter David Rothenberg, who produced Fortune and Men's Eyes, among other plays, and who also formed the Fortune Society, an advocacy and service organization for the formerly incarcerated.
In ... More >>
Things were quite airy last night thanks to director Keith Merrill's staged reading of Star Quality, using the original script of Noel Coward's very last play, at Lincoln Center's Bruno Walter Auditorium.
My dazzling schedule permitted me to see the first half, which was wispy and rather talky--not ... More >>
Late, great Richard Burton's diary is coming out, and it's filled with lots of admiration for Liz and a whole bunch of scorn for a lot of other people.
About Lucille Ball:
"She is a monster of staggering charmlessness and monumental lack of humour...
"She is a tired old woman...
"Nineteen solid ... More >>
I've praised Frank Langella's memoir, Dropped Names, several times, admiring its candor and insight--though I did note the weirdness of him writing about Anthony Perkins coming on to him without ever revealing whether the author bit the bait.
Langella's book serves up steaming truckloads of dish ab ... More >>
Check out my hilarious new column about my week spent toasting wealthy folk who never even knew the recession hit, and who've been carrying on in a madcap manner like there's no yesterday.
From a "Le Cercle Rive Droite de Grands Vins de Bordeaux" tasting with Countess LuAnn de Lesseps, Bonnie Fulle ... More >>
Feeling down and want that extra push into suicide land?
Here are your five best bets:
(5) "Hello, It's Me" by Todd Rundgren
The simple, conversational tone, along with dark feelings like "Maybe I think too much, but something's wrong," make this 1968 classic achingly intimate. Its raw sw ... More >>
Who would know better than me?
The 10 dissiest, wickedest, bitchiest sass-o-grams (whether in movies or in life) are as follows:
10) "She doesn't write, she types!"
(Gore Vidal re popular author Jackie Susann)
9) "She looks like a truck driver in drag."
(Truman Capote re the very same ... More >>
Christmas 1962. Noel Coward was having a star-studded house party in wonderfully neutral Switzerland.
After dinner, the double pianos were enchantingly taken over by Coward and Kay Thompson (you know, Liza's godmother; the fab woman who wrote Eloise and sang "Think Pink" in Funny Face).