Actress Sharon Stone has quit smoking and drinking after suffering a brain aneurysm in 2002. Stone, 46, who's making a come-back as villainess Laurel Hedare in the summer blockbuster Catwoman, had to fight for her life after being rushed to a San Francisco hospital. And she insists the experience changed her: "When my brain exploded, it was the best thing that ever happened to me. I have such a better life now. I'm at the point in my life where if you don't want my peaches, don't shake my tree. I'm into Happy Town, and if you don't want to live in Happy Town, move, hit the friggin' bricks, baby."
Ah, like Demi Moore's "comeback" in
Charlie's Angels 2
? Also, can you call it a blockbuster before it's actually busted any blocks?
Maybe it's so obvious as to not need to be said, but Bogie and Bacall in To Have and Have Not. That movie just crackles with the sparks between them. Also The Big Sleep.
Yeah, some real life couples come off as flat and uninteresting when they play a couple onscreen. But those two are probably responsible for random strangers making out in the theater when their movies originally played and there was too much chemistry to stay contained in the screen.
I'm telling you, for several months after watching
To Have and Have Not,
it took *major* effort to stop myself from slinking around town and calling random strangers "Steve".
Lauren Bacall was so freakin' cool. Sigh.
Grant and Bergman in Notorious. Colin Firth and Scarlett Johanssen (although they never touch each other) in Girl with a Pearl Earring.
I'm telling you, for several months after watching To Have and Have Not, it took *major* effort to stop myself from slinking around town and calling random strangers "Steve".
It wasn't until I saw that movie that I finally got one of the running gags in WHAT'S UP DOC.
Which also stands as my #1 "loathe both the main actors yet still adore the movie" movie (WHAT'S UP DOC, that is, just to be clear - do not even REMOTELY loathe Bogie and Baby).
Which also stands as my #1 "loathe both the main actors yet still adore the movie" movie (WHAT'S UP DOC, that is, just to be clear
I love What's Up Doc. Ryan O'Neal doesn't bother me, but it's the only Streisand movie I'll watch.
WUD is a cute movie, FB.
It really, really is. I probably saw it at the right age (i.e. before either actor was on my radar) and seeing that kind of movie with my dad was always a hoot - he loved slapstick.
Ryan O'Neal doesn't bother me
He annoys the hell out of me, and yet he's in several movies I really like, and usually quite good in them: WUD, The Driver, Barry Lyndon, Zero Effect, hell, even Paper Moon.
Vonnie and Robin, that scene in
The Lady Eve
is my absolute utter favorite too. And erika is me WRT Jimmy Stewart in
The Philadelphia Story
(except that I find him sexay in other films too).
I also love the chemistry between Hepburn and Grant in
Holiday,
especially when they are in the attic room waltzing the New Year in with a music box and they don't kiss. That scene kills me.
The weirdest unexpected chemistry I've ever seen was between Bette Davis and Humphry Bogart in one single scene in
Dark Victory,
when she comes stumbling into the tackroom late one night, all bitter and drunk and wrathful over her illness, and he propositions her. They are two of the uglysexiest people in film history, and that one scene just ruins the rest of the movie for me; there's something so smouldering and dirty and alive between them that the actual ending (whitefonted just in case anyone hasn't seen DV and wants to)
makes me want to throw things at the screen. I mean, come the hell on. If you were filthy rich and had just six months to live, do you really expect me to believe you'd settle down and live the quiet domestic life of the mistress of a doctor's country manor if you had the chance to go out in a blaze of glory and hot monkey sex all over Europe with Bogie? No. Fucking. Way. When he shows up briefly at the end, all shuffling cap-in-hand Yes Ma'am middle-aged stableboy, it makes me want to cry and then go pummel the director.
Whew. Glad I got that off my chest.
