Word: actress
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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When last seen as the starched, love-parched maid in Upstairs, Downstairs, British Actress Jean Marsh was helping the Allies win World War I by serving tea at the Bellamys and moonlighting as a bus conductor. But lately she has been embroiled in World War II, filming The Eagle Has Landed, in which she plays a British WAC gone awry aiding Michael Caine, a German colonel, in a plot to kidnap Winston Churchill. How could the prim Rose of Upstairs switch from kitchenling to quisling? Easy, she says: "I'd do it to anyone for the money...
...openers, they look like a winning pair of Jackies, one the actress, the other the Onassis. Jacqueline Bisset, 31, having signed up to portray someone very like Jacqueline Onassis, 46, in a European-made movie, The Greek Tycoon, confessed to reporters that she did not know much about the deal other than that 1) she was "moved after reading the script," and 2) "It's not the greatest role in the world." She may have second thoughts, since the tycoon will be played by that world-famous non-Greek, Anthony Quinn...
London's Daily Express called her Wood Nymph, but Natalie Wood, consulting her astrological chart (Cancer), said she's a moonchild. Then the Express rolled out its fashion layout, in which Actress Wood, disdaining the nymphic and childish, opted for something very Capone-ish. After that, it was back to rehearsals for a TV special, with Lord Olivier playing Big Daddy and Natalie doing a feline Cat on a Hot Tin Roof...
...baggage I've accumulated since my birth-is pure New York?" In Manhattan, Simon lived in a comfortable East Side townhouse. Now he has a massive electronic gate blocking the entrance to the ten-room house, gardens and pool that he shares with his second wife, Actress Marsha Mason, and his two daughters, Ellen, 19, and Nancy, 13. He gets his New York Times every Sunday to keep in touch -but the Times is not the New York he misses. "There's no ambience in Los Angeles," he complains, "and no sidewalks. No place to walk...
Seven black actress-dancers, costumed in solid colors with the stark simplicity of a Greek chorus, deliver dramatic monologues about being black, blue, and bruised by love. The tension of the evening stems from two separate strands of emotion. On the one hand, these monologues are portraits in embittered pain, the basic proposition being, "He done her wrong." On the other hand, they demonstrate the concentric power of love in a woman's life. If Playwright Shange had chosen an epigraph for her play, the one most suited to it is the one that in her militantly feminist...