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Think screen sirens of old Hollywood and Elizabeth Taylor will immidiately come to mind. A complete stunner! Without question one of the greatest beauties of her time.
She is also likely to be credited with birthing tabloid rags which her 8 marriages fueled and which, unfortunately, upstaged many if not all of her performances.
She was also a humanitarian and always the picture of grace and composure and seemingly honest in the midst of make believe.
“I call upon you to draw from the depths of your being — to prove that we are a human race, to prove that our love outweighs our need to hate, that our compassion is more compelling than our need to blame,” she stated at the 1993 OSCARS where she received the Jean Hersholt Humanitarian Award for her AIDS charitable work.
Mss. Taylor’s passing leaves behind a legacy that will live on – forever.
Iconic 1950’s screen legend and native New Yorker – Tony Curtis, has passed at the age of 85 of cardiac arrest, his daughter Jamie Lee Curtis has confirmed to ET.
Star of “Some Like It Hot,” opposite Marylin Monroe, who went on to film over 150 roles, is survived by a sleuth of children he fathered throughout his 6 marriages.
“I was a good-looking kid, that’s the only reason I got into the movies,” Curtis told People magazine in 2008.
Indeed he was.
And that is how we want to remember him.
He leaves a world of classic film buffs glued to his on-screen antics and his larger than life Hollywood dalliances and colorful existence fueled by women, drugs and and an era long gone by.
We here at RTnM are mournful for the void his outspoken ways leaves.
RIP Mr. Curtis.
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To say that Gilbert Henry Stafford was a force would be an outrageous understatement. From NY to Miami and Los Angeles – Gilbert was the quintessential go-to gate-keeper of a club door. And if he worked the door you knew it was a place to go!
Smart, witty, fashionable and the voice of riveting entertainment whether at the dinner table with friends and their family in the suburbs or at a sidewalk cafe in the middle of the morning – he was always the perfect company. A man of many talents including never forgetting a face or a name, who considered no one a stranger. And he knew, appreciated and celebrated drama in all its incarnations.
I am saddened to learn that on New Years he packed up and headed off to work the velvet rope at the golden gates we all want to enter – but at least my ass now knows I shall not have to be made to wait and will be greeted by a friend.
I would say R.I.P but I know for Gilbert this isn’t an end but more of a promotion to the unltimate velvet rope. God speed, my friend.