As I age, I'm looking for new older role models. Women in American society are not exactly revered for their wisdom gained with the years. I don't care about all that. I'm aging and there's nothing I can do about it, so I best embrace it with arms wide open.
Like that dream I once had where my hair was all streaked in black and silver stripes. I didn't think in horror, AUUGH--look at all the gray hairs! I thought: my hair looks so COOL, like it's old and new at the same time. So remember that when the gray starts showing. It's just the old and new in you, giving you your stripes.
Here's a Hollywood cult star who never gets old. Karen Black is the one to call when you're casting a unique individual who thinks outside the box. I doubt Karen Black even knows there is a box to begin with. There's nothing boxy about her at all. Her intensity is always appreciated around here.
Here's a thorough montage of much of her work over the years. Thank you, Karen Black for your stellar presence.
My parents wouldn't let me watch "Trilogy of Terror" in 1975. Their consensus at the time was, "Go to bed." Unfortunately my parents' house had a lay-out that created a "funnel effect," which meant I could clearly HEAR all the sound from the movie from down the hall. Which of course made it even MORE scary than if I had watched it with them. To experience this for yourself, simply play parts 2 and 3 with your eyes closed.
"Trilogy of Terror," 1975 - Amelia's Story Part 1
Karen Black's MySpace page, featuring her song, I Want A Lip.
Hey, happy birthday Sue Iconolodge. I'll bring some cake next time I see you.