Word: hollywoodized
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...WHERE'S POPPA?, directed by Carl Reiner from a screenplay by Robert Klance, is another modern screwball comedy, which, like Trash, evokes the kind of desperate laughter we associate with the film farces Hollywood churned out in the thirties. Also like the Morrissey film, its humor is built around the characters' anticipation of the end. To be specific, Where's Poppa? tells about Gordon Hocheiser's (George Segal) anticipation of the death of his mother (Ruth Gordon). Actually, Gordon does not so much anticipate his senile mother's demise as pray for it. He even tries to help her along...
Married. George Sanders, 64, the suavest of Hollywood villains (Death of a Scoundrel); and Magda Gabor, fiftyish, sometime actress and sister of Zsa Zsa, who divorced Sanders 16 years ago; he for the fourth time, she for the fifth: in a civil ceremony in Indio, Calif. Said Mama Jolie Gabor: "He just wanted to get back in the family. He missed me. I always liked George, but when a son-in-law comes back, I really like...
...when a "hip," young social writer could say of a very Establishment Beverly Hills party, "There was nothing radically chic about the Hudsons' last night. The women all wore bras, the gay libbers stayed home on Hollywood Boulevard, and few blacks were even present. It was just a fun party, but it was all the better...
...anyone is capable of providing a Hollywood finish to this year's Rose Bowl, it is Plunkett. In three seasons. he has completed a remarkable 55% of his passes (530 out of 962 attempts) for 7,544 yds. and 52 touchdowns. His career mark of 7,887 yds. in total offense eclipsed by an astounding 1,319 yds. the N.C.A.A. record set last year by North Texas State's Steve Ramsey. A shrewd field general, Plunkett has a sharp eye for reading defenses, and his strapping size (6 ft. 3 in., 210 Ibs.) allows him to shake...
WHEN I came home one summer, I wandered by the baby contest that was being held at the Band-shell, my town's coquina-rock version of the Hollywood Bowl by the Atlantic Ocean. There, costumed boys and girls two and three years old were given their first taste of the footlights, the heady liquor of performing for an audience. The three winners in the boys' division that year were dressed as an Indian, a cowboy, and the last wore a minutely detailed copy of a Special Forces uniform. A sweating man in tuxedo lined the three up in front...