Last week, I caught up with Kathleen Turner to talk about going from Broadway to movies and back again, crawling up Steve Martin's leg to get a part, Warren Beatty pursuing her and why she took on her latest role in The Perfect Family.
This week I released via YouTube -- in an attempt to make it some type of "of the people, for the people" -- my documentary We the Tiny House People: Small Homes, Tiny Flats & Wee Shelters in the New and Old World.
It does not seem quite possible that Jack Nicholson could be turning 75 today. He seems ageless, particularly when you revisit his best films. And that's just what we should all do to mark the occasion.
This 63-year-old feature looked almost as if it had been shot last week. I was intensely aware of Moira Shearer's heavy make-up and could literally see Anton Walbrook's pores. It was fascinating, hypnotic, but also more than a little distracting.
To paraphrase a famous quote: "Hilary -- I've seen you act, and I've seen Faye Dunaway act, and Miss Duff -- you're no Faye Dunaway." This truth is of course self-evident if you watch Faye in her prime.
There are plenty of films out there that make us hopeful about life and living. Film noir is a guilty pleasure where we witness the denizens of society's bottom rungs stamping on each other's feet for a higher, safer position.
Perhaps his clean-cut, boyish image obscured my ability to recognize the astonishing talent he possessed from the start. Regardless, I could see it now: Jeff Bridges has always been a lot more than a pretty face.