John Hughes died today. The director of Sixteen Candles, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, The Breakfast Club, and Planes Trains & Automobiles was only 59. My acting career high point occurred courtesy John Hughes, in Planes Trains & Automobiles. I played John Candy’s wife, Marie. You never...

CS Lewis prayed that God would give him an anonymous death, and he got it. Lewis died the day John F. Kennedy was assassinated. I half wondered if Farrah Fawcett had wished for the same, because she certainly got it. Only hours after she succumbed to cancer, Michael Jackson was dead. I was in Yosemite...

News of Phil Spector’s much deserved murder conviction left me relieved, though small comfort for the family of Lana Clarkson. The LA Times ran a photo collage of his hair history. Here are a few (pre-murder photos on left, post- on right and center). The LA Times photo collection made me forget...

The holidays are over in Hollywood, and we are back to the grim reality we’ve been dancing around since June 2008: The Screen Actors Guild (SAG) contract has expired. SAG wants its actors to receive residuals in new media (Internet, digital download) and the AMPTP (Alliance of Motion Picture and Television...

Last Saturday morning I woke up to a clear blue sky. So clear and blue, like only Los Angeles can do to autumn. One would never have known there was a fire raging 2o miles west in Sylmar. But that’s what the Santa Ana winds do: they blow westward, and so I never saw that smoke from my home. But...