Good help is becoming more expensive, if not harder to find, in Hollywood. Director Paul (Eating Raoul) Bartel, who has been busily trying to staff his forthcoming comedy of bourgeois manners, Scenes From the Class Struggle in Beverly Hills, thought it might be nice to pair Jack Nicholson and Faye Dunaway in their first rematch since 1974's Chinatown. Dunaway readily agreed to play a wealthy socialite with servant problems, but Bartel's hopes of snagging Nicholson to play Dunaway's ex were dampened when the director learned Nicholson now demands (and was paid for Ironweed, his next movie) a cool $5 million. Doesn't that make Jack a member of the upper classes?
Whoppi Goldberg, who stars with Sam Elliott in MGM's Fatal Beauty, was offered the part only after Cher turned it down. The Whoopster claims that during the first go-round the producers felt she wasn't attractive enough. Once Whoopi got the nod, she cracked, "Well, they'll have to pay an ugly woman's price. Triple!" (Actually, Whoopi pulled down $2.25 million for Beauty, not bad when you consider that her last two movies, Jumpin' Jack Flash and Burglar, were less than smashes.)
No summer slouch, Santa (with a little help from the Kennedy-Shriver clan) has signed warblers Bruce Springsteen, Madonna
and Whitney Houston for a Christmas album, the proceeds of which will go to the Special Olympics, the organization founded by Eunice Kennedy Shriver.
Carmel, Calif., Mayor Clint Eastwood may rule only one square mile and fewer than 5,000 residents, but you would think he controls millions of voters by the way Republican presidential hopefuls have been pursuing him. GOP contenders putting the squeeze on Dirty Harry for an endorsement include Vice-President George Bush, who ambushed Eastwood in the Rose Garden last spring, and Minority Leader Bob Dole, who recently diverted his campaign jet to Carmel to ask if Eastwood would make his day. "He's a nice guy," is how Eastwood described Dole to the San Francisco Examiner. "They're all nice guys. Everyone's jockeying for position...I'm worrying about doing my job here."
Londoner Emily Lloyd, the teenage actress who received unanimous raves for her first movie, Wish You Were Here, went to Los Angeles this month to find an American agent, and Hollywood's 10 percenters lined up happily. One agent who took Lloyd, 16, to lunch knew he was out of the race even before the salad was served. Lloyd flashed a solid gold Tiffany watch inscribed by a competitor, "Wish You Were Here—The Triad Agency."
It may be tough to fit Oprah
Winfrey between hard covers, but two authors have managed. Bookstores are now selling Norman King's Everybody Loves Oprah
! and Robert Waldron's Oprah
!, unauthorized biographies of the talk show hostess supreme. Oprah
hasn't read either but says, "It's a compliment of sorts. Gee, if there are books written about me, doesn't that really mean I've made it?"
The ABC fall season hasn't yet begun, but Hooperman's John Ritter and his canine co-star, Bijou, are already snapping at one another. "I hate that dog," says Ritter of the beagle. Ritter's character, a San Francisco police detective named Hooperman, inherits the dog when his landlady dies. The script calls for the dog to bite, bark and do worse than that. Ritter says his hopes that the dog would be offed in the second episode were dashed when 20th Century-Fox TV chief Harris Katleman saw the Hooperman pilot and said, "That dog is going to be a star!" Ritter isn't the only one who can't stand Bijou. Says the show's creator, Terry Louise (L.A. Law) Fisher, "That dog is just as repulsive in person as he is on the air."