Marsha Boulton October 8 1979


Marsha Boulton October 8 1979


It is becoming a habit for Catherine Deneuve’s tiny perfect pores to grace the screen with vacuous boredom—be it as a huckster for Chanel No. 5 or as the criminally bent cellist in Claude Lelouch’s cinematic yawn A Nous Deux. Deneuve’s next project, however, offers hope that she will play a part that offers her more emotional range than the stopper of a perfume bottle. This summer in Amsterdam the sultry blonde, who became somewhat of a cult figure as the afternoon prostitute in Luis Buñuel’s Belle de Jour, uncorked some surprises as the heroine cabaret singer in Yves Robert’s Courage Fuyons {Be Brave, Let's Run Away). Deneuve, 36, plays an independent-minded chanteuse who hates the idea of marriage.

Legendary director John Huston had to leave his one-year-old Rottweiler at home because big dogs aren’t welcome at Toronto hotels. Huston, 73, is spending a couple of months in the city directing a psycho thriller called Phobia, but last week he spent two days acting a Q cameo in Head On, another psycho t thriller, which left him no time for I house-hunting. Location scouts came « unwittingly to the rescue when they had z to find an appropriately eclectic home* cum-studio to serve as a set for Huston’s Head On role as an irascible sculptor. A day before shooting they discovered the art-riddled home-cumstudio of internationally renowned sculptor Kosso Eloul and his wife, painter Rita Letendre. Entranced with the house, Huston asked if he and his dog could strike a landlord-tenant bar-

gain. He would move into their house and they could move into his winter retreat at Puerto Vallarta, Mexico, for a few months. “The whole thing was sprung over a glass of wine and it

was chasing pucks for the Detroit Red Wings. Now 51, the durable right winger promises to return for his 32nd season, this time for the NHL’s Hartford Whalers, despite rumors of dizzy spells. “At my age everyone is concerned,” says Howe, who will team up once again with sons Mark and Marty when the season opens on Oct. 10. “My son Murray [who opted out of hockey to study medicine] wanted me to run and get into such good shape that I’d go out and win the scoring title,” says a jubilant Howe, whose medical tests proved “fine,” though he still feels a bit “heavy-headed.” Before Howe hits the ice he plans to film some life insurance commercials with “two other oldtimers,” basketball’s Bob Cousy and football great George Blanda. But right now Howe is in training. “Rather than take each year at a time, it’s more like I’m taking each week at a time,” he says.

Two years before Bobby Orr saw his first diaper, Gordie (Blinky) Howe

sounds very attractive,” says Eloul, who is juggling schedules and gallery openings with his wife so that they can take advantage of Huston’s offer.

Sweater trend-setter Perry Como, 67, recently made a confession. He has always hated the V-necked cardigan that became his trade mark in the 1950s. “They were made of alpaca and itched like hell,” says the perpetually middle-aged-looking crooner. “I never wore one except as a prop on TV.”

Wrinkles, obesity and stress are the latest objects of the acupuncturist’s needle and one of the ancient Chinese arts’ most esteemed practitioners is Dr. David Schweitzer, the grandson of missionary/physician Albert Schweitzer. Schweitzer, who is in his mid-30s, is revered in China, where he teaches the 4,000-year-old skill to students in Peking. Schweitzer recognizes that most Western doctors still consider needling around with the human ailments to be “quackery,” but he predicts that the practice will be accepted in the 1980s, “simply because it works.”

The idea is grotesque. Picture Mary Tyler Moore paralysed from the neck down, pleading for the right to die. Yes, the same chipmunk-cheeked, saucereyed Mary, whose response to life’s traumas in Lou Grant’s TV newsroom on The Mary Tyler Moore Show consisted OT of “gosh, golly” and “gee whiz,” is going □ to play the demanding role of a carï crash victim in Whose Life Is It Anyz way? on Broadway this winter. She re° places British actor Tim Conti, who won

a Tony Award for his performance which consists solely of head movement, eye play and provocative vocalizing. Before Moore, 41, begins January rehearsals, the play will be revamped for a woman. In the meantime, Moore begins work on Ordinary People—her first feature film in 10 years. She costars with Donald Sutherland in the Judith Guest story, which has been dubbed “The Catcher in the Rye of the ’70s.” And gosh, golly, gee whiz, the film marks Robert Redford’s directorial debut.

ÍÍIMfhen I was 15, I wanted to be Ww either an architect, like my father, or an archeologist,” says lithesome Claudine Auger, 37, whose mind was made up for her when Jean Cocteau cast her as a dancer in his last film, Le Testament d'Orphée. Later, Auger’s impact as an actress was felt when the French-born beauty joined James Bond’s bountiful coterie in Thunderball. “It was an experience I’ll never forget,” she recalls fondly. “Dom Perignon on the set every day ... an entire year of

luxury!” Things weren’t quite so posh on the set of the Gilles Carle—Carole Laure—Lewis Furey ménage à musique, Fantástica, in which Auger played the kinky, rich wife of John Vernon. At the end of the film, tanks disguised as bulldozers ripped across the set with bombs exploding left, right and centre. Champagne notwithstanding, Auger flew home to Paris.

Even though he believes that “most people’s inner selves would be best kept under wraps,” author Desmond Morris {The Naked Ape) decided to reveal himself in Animal Days, an autobiographical sketch that delves into his experiences as a curator at the London Zoo. In it he recounts such anecdotes as the glorious day upon which fellow ethologist Konrad Lorenz tried to teach a raven to eat meat from his hand, but ended up being attacked below the belt; and the time Morris himself became the object of the affections of a passionate panda. At 51, Morris is currently caught in the middle of six literary projects simultaneously, including Volume 2 of his autobiography, Human Days. “I think of myself as a sort of Candide character,” says a reflective Morris. “Somehow or other I find myself in very strange situations in which curious things happen to me not because I am odd, but because I seem to be a catalyst for oddity. A couple of years ago I was run over by the Pope . . . that’s a story that will go into Human Days.”

Twenty-five years ago the Shah of Iran divorced Persian/German beauty Princess Soraya because she couldn’t bear him any children. Today 47-yearold Soraya lives in Paris on an allowance of $10,000 a month provided by her deposed ex-husband; however, her life has not been one of ease. Last January, when the Shah and his entourage fled Iran, Soraya went into hiding because she thought she was on the Ayatollah Khomeini’s “hit list.” Almost a year later she has surfaced and is getting back into the Parisian social swing.

As one of Saturday Night Live’s NotReady - for - Prime - Time - Players, Garrett Morris has come a long way from his beginnings as a singer and music arranger with Harry Belafonte. Though the lanky black comedian “never did a woman before Live,” he now counts his £ portrayal of churning Tina Turner 2 among his favorite skits, which also in^ elude the inimitable jive Latin sports-? caster Chico Esquele. “One’s a man and ü¡ one’s a woman, so I guess I’m sort of i bisexual,” says Morris, who was re-1 cently in Toronto taping the voice of the S

Easter Bunny for an animated special. Morris will be back with the Live gang this fall, but Dan Aykroyd and John Belu-

shi have bowed out so that they can concentrate on their film and music careers. “Danny’s harder to replace than John,” claims Morris, who laments the loss, but contends: “No one monkey stops the show.”

The furore over the filming of William Friedkin’s Cruising caused havoc in the streets of New York this summer (Maclean’s, Aug. 13,1979). Gay activists took to the streets to protest the movie, which saw AI Pacino playing a cop of question-mark sexuality who becomes embroiled in a bizarre homosexual murder investigation. “It’s the gay Looking for Mr. Goodbar, nothing more,” sighs Rough Trader Carole Pope, who is composing half of the film’s music with her collaborator, Kevan Staples. The New Wave Lerner and Loewe have about 20 songs to write before November and Pope says they are “trying to keep it light.” Their music will be featured in gay-bar sequences and the themes they have developed so far are fashion victims, high tech and “something about Joan Crawford.” Neither are fearful of gay backlash for their involvement. “People don’t realize how versatile we are,” says Pope, citing work they did for a family show called Clowns. “We can really lower ourselves for money.”

Edited by Marsha Boulton