A Legend in My Mind
Billie Jean, Me, Barbara Streisand, and How to Start a Movie Career with Your Neck Ripped-Out!
Billie Jean, Me, Barbara Streisand, and How to Start a Movie Career with Your Neck Ripped-Out!
Forget Kryptonite. Forget Lex Luthor. Two Israeli Cousins Take Down 'The Man of Steel' In SUPERMAN IV.
While some screenwriters may not get the credit they crave, the journey itself becomes a testament to their resilience—and perhaps their slightly less-than-sane obsession with film credit.
After the Eagles crushed the Kansas Chiefs in Super Bowl LIX, it brought back a memory of a wonderful, though also deeply melancholy, movie project I wrote for one of the greatest team owners in the history of the NFL. The late Jerry Wolman, owner of the Philadelphia Eagles from 1963-1969, was perhaps the most benevolent and flamboyantly gracious owner of any sports team, ever -- and yet during his time the team was a frickin' disaster.
The idea came to me and Lawrence Konner when the late playwright Wendy Wasserstein wrote an Op Ed piece in the Times with the headline 'Hillary at Wellesley'. Hillary Clinton was Class President at Wellesley College, one of women's colleges called The Seven Sisters.