The thing about me is, I respect women. I respect them and I admire them—maybe a little too much, even. I know it sounds kind of naive, but I think some women are pretty close to perfect—they have everything, beauty and cleverness and heart and...
Mama Mineo will get up at about 6:30 on Thanksgiving morning. The others will still be fast asleep—Pop, Sal, Sarina, Victor, Mike. But Mama will be up early so she can get her big meal started. After all, there’s the antipasto to be made—with its...
Sal’s starting to bring girls home for dinner . . . Pa looks to see if they’re pretty like Ma . . . Ma wonders-is she the girl I’d like my Sal to marry?...
The day was hot, so three guys took their gals to the beach and had a ball! (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); “Last one over is a . . .” That’s all Sal had to say and the gang fairly flew over...
There was the story that she had eloped with Raymond Burr. Then another story that Tab Hunter had talked her into running off with him, closely followed (the story, that is) by a report that she had taken the fatal plunge with Nick Adams. None of...
As they would phrase it in the best Hollywood drawing rooms, anyone for a crazy, wonderful, mixed-up year? How else would you describe 1957—the year the Jayne Mansfields boomed the bust, the Audrey Hepburns busted the boom and success really didn’t spoil anybody. But some of...
Rendezvous with a Gentleman: While visiting Maurice Chevalier at his beautiful French country home, “La Coquette” (how appropriate for this ageless boulevardier), he told me that in returning to Hollywood for interior shots of “Les Parisiennes,” he is hoping that this generation of moviegoers will welcome...
I’ll bet Sophia Loren is now regarded as a Hollywood actress in Italy . . . I can’t imagine Tony Perkins cooking a meal, but . . . he does . . . Nobody sings a torch song like Frank Sinatra . . . Nobody...
“The last time Sal came home from Hollywood,” says his mother, “we noticed that there’s something new about the way he talks, the way he acts, even the way he thinks!”...
I’m of the opinion that Eddie Fisher would like to be Frank Sinatra . . . Jean Seberg is an olive. I mean some actresses are like olives, an acquired taste. Jean is in this category . . . France’s Brigitte Bardot is proving to...