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McGraw and Hill are, right now, the prince and princess of country music. Oh, sure, sales-wise, Garth and Shania are still the king and queen, and yes, Kelly Willis' What I Deserve is, so far, the smartest, most consistently worthwhile country CD released this year--but if you're talking young, if you're talking sexy, spunky and--how cool is this?--married, McGraw, 32, and Hill, 31, are it. They are the Tom and Nicole of today's country music (fully clothed, of course). Hill's sunny third CD, Faith (Warner Bros.), has gone double platinum and spawned...
...good as she got. By 1917, Hollywood was turning out features with amazingly assured pizazz; and Pickford's films, often written by Frances Marion and directed by Marshall Neilan, were the best of the bunch--fresh then, still fresh now. Engaging films like Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm, A Little Princess and Daddy-Long-Legs strutted their effects (dream sequences, clever animation, split screen and double exposures) in the service of fables as bold as they were sweet...
When she married Fairbanks in 1920, the two reigned as Hollywood's king and queen in their legendary home, Pickfair. He was the athletic bon vivant, she the gracious princess. But the poetic silent picture was replaced by the prosaic talkie, and Pickford was finally too old for her girlish grit to be convincing. She made her last film in 1933 at 40, and within a few years Jack, Lottie and Doug were dead. Bereft, she quietly drank herself to oblivion, pickled in Pickfair. By her death in 1979, only a few oldsters could recall Little Mary with anything like...
...Diana had snob appeal to burn. But that alone would not have secured her popularity. Most of the people who worshipped her, who read every tidbit about her in the gossip press and hung up pictures of her in their rooms, were not social snobs. Like Princess Grace of Monaco, Diana was a celebrity royal. She was a movie star who never actually appeared in a movie; in a sense her whole life was a movie, a serial melodrama acted out in public, with every twist and turn of the plot reported to a world audience. Diana was astute enough...
...fame: pursued by paparazzi, she became a twisted and battered body in a limousine. It was a fittingly tawdry end to what had become an increasingly tawdry melodrama. But it is in the nature of religion that forms change to fit the times. Diana--celebrity, tabloid princess, mater dolorosa of the pop and fashion scene--was, if nothing else, the perfect idol for our times...