#RIPKellyPreston , who I met with her husband a @SunscreenFF years ago, who got on her hands and knees with me in a dark nightclub, searching for something I’d dropped under a couch. (1/3)
Just learned about the #TrumpMashedPotatoes thing, in which his sociopathy is traced to a pre-pubescent food fight. Makes sense.
New retirement job idea: Socially distanced Santa Claus. Christmas is coming, and there’s no knee-sitting that’ll happen. I do a Zoom with two dozen children at a time - “Whaddaya want? Been good? Next.” - for $20 a face. Starts Halloween You know, for the kids. @kickstarter
Watching “Scarecrow,” that isn’t a horror flick but one of the 70’s overlooked gems (except @ Cannes). Early but great Gene Hackman and Al Pacino, road movie angst at it’s finest. Now, if I can see “Drive, He Said” once more, I’ll sleep happier.
One of today's treats was seeing Angelina Jolie interacting with kids, some in tears to meet her. Never a fan, honestly, until today.
Two weeks ago, Mom asked for as a 93rd birthday treat, and hundreds liked her tweet, including the candy maker. Here’s their sweet response:
#TellurideFilmFestival class photo. #EmmaStone was last to arrive and slid in safely.
is equal parts the finest concert movie about fictional musicians ever made, and the Blake Shelton-Gwen Stefani Lifetime biopic we all want to see.
As someone old enough to remember Streisand’s movie debut in Funny Girl, I’m ready & willing to make the comparison with in . Or Liza in Cabaret, or in The Rose. Perfect melding of artist and stretching material. Love the Judy tribute, too.