The day after his death a year ago today, I sat down and wrote about the loss of my dearest and closest friend, Brian Vallée. One year later, the sentiments haven’t changed. I still miss Brian terribly. I still think…
The day after his death a year ago today, I sat down and wrote about the loss of my dearest and closest friend, Brian Vallée. One year later, the sentiments haven’t changed. I still miss Brian terribly. I still think…
When I did that sort of thing for a living, one of my favorite people to interview was the producer Richard Zanuck, who died of a heart attack last week at the age of seventy-seven. Zanuck was stiff and formal, handsome…
I thought I had killed off Peter O’Toole in 1978, so naturally it came as a surprise to read that he was retiring from acting a couple of weeks short of his eightieth birthday. O’Toole was in Toronto making a…
Here is a sentence I never thought I would write: I have four grandchildren. Because we are a happily extended family, these four—three great boys and an adorable, I’m-not-taking-a-back-seat-to-you-pal granddaughter—have more grandparents than they know what to do with. At…