Jane's Curtin raiser is an 'R'
In her first movie, How to Beat the High Cost of Living, Jane Curtin of Saturday Night Live strips for action. Cast as an inflation-harried and abandoned wife, she teams up with cronies Jessica Lange and Susan Saint James to steal $1 million from a shopping mall. Curtin's job is to divert the crowd's attention, and she does it with a parody striptease. Alas, Hollywood's censorship board didn't think the denouement, a one-second flash of upper torso nudity, was funny: It gave the film an R rating. Planning to appeal, writer-producer Robert (Love at First Bite) Kaufman snapped inelegantly: "It's ridiculous. Why can other actresses like Marisa Berenson do upper torso nude scenes and get a PG while Jane Curtin's boobs are R-rated?"
A princely put-on
In a recent survey in Britain, a majority agreed that Queen Elizabeth should yield her throne in the next few years—but to this man? Indeed, the fellow emerging from the chalet at Klosters, Switzerland looked more like Iran's Bani-Sadr than Prince Charles—but Charles it was. He had tipped waiting photogs that he would not be skiing that day and that his host's Uncle Harry would take his place. "Harry" proved to be the prankish Charles, who had put on glasses, fake nose and mustache and—not least—the press.
A Fonz farewell
"May I take your coat, sir?" the man seemed to be saying to a wary Henry Winkler. But that was no headwaiter fingering the Fonz' famed leather jacket; it was Roger Kennedy, director of D.C.'s Smithsonian Museum of History and Technology. He planned to hang the battered memento of 167 Happy Days segments in the museum's collection along with other history-transforming American memorabilia. "There's no way to be so overly sophisticated and so cool as to not be touched by this event," allowed Winkler, parting with "the jacket that has changed my life." Lest anyone worry, the Fonz is still strutting along with a replacement jacket. After all, the Smithsonian's acquisition of his original chair didn't stifle Archie Bunker.
Meryl Streep has plenty to do before heading to Britain to start her new film, The French Lieutenant's Woman. One pleasant obligation was to hop up to Cambridge (the Massachusetts one) to accept the Woman of the Year award of Harvard's Hasty Pudding Club. Before the ceremony she was paraded through cheering throngs in Harvard Square and got a spectator's souvenir, a balloon in her honor. Cracked Streep: "I wish I'd gotten this reception when I applied to Radcliffe."
Blissful faces attended the wedding of playwright Neil Simon's daughter Ellen, 22, to TV exec Jon Leland at an Indian-style mass ceremony in Miami Beach performed by the famed Swami Muktananda. Perhaps happiest was Ellen's stepmother, actress Marsha Mason. Marsha, a longtime devotee of the guru (seated under a portrait of his master, Nityananda), had encouraged Ellen to follow his teachings and to go on retreat to India. That helped Ellen find, first, herself and, later, at a New York meditation session, her future husband.
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