Confessions of a FILM FOX

Confessions of a FILM FOX

Da Doo runt-runt Shaun Cassidy spotted around L.A. with Jaimie Curtis, off-shoot of Tony and Janet Leigh, though the Hardy ho-hum sez he's much too busy for a tight squeeze with anyone.

The latest hot poop on the movie set of Grease pits oily John Travolta with Olivia (who could do with an oil job herself) Newton-John. Little Liv insists her real leading macho is her manager, but isn't that what they all say?

Is it true Barbra Streisand's latest attempt at song-scratching ("Don't Believe What You Read") is a direct hit at gossip columnists? Is it true that Bahbra thinks all we have to buzz about is the boopsie from Brooklyn?

Beatles 4 Ever will be brought to the screen via Universal Pictures. The flick will follow the lives of a bunch of kids from New Joisy who become infected with Beatlemania.

Zose veirdo elektronik vizards Kraftwerk have released a four-minute flik called Zeppelin Rail Car, but you must go to Europe to catch the matinee. (You vill zee eet and you vill like eet!)

That's the spirit, Dave! Despite his so-so performance in The Man Who Fell (splattered's more like it) To Earth, David Bowie's giving it another try when he slinks into the lead role of Wally, an "expressionist painter" who tries to convince the coppers he's not just your typical pornographer/ photographer. (Tsk-tsk—-have they no taste in art?)

You read it in CREEM.. .twice. Can't wait for the script of the yet untitled flick starring wonderful Rod Stewart and his reclusive mate, Elton John. Rod promised (in the cover story in this very issue) they'd show up on the screen portraying tax exiles who pass their time flying around the world in 747 jets. The soundtrack will feature a side from each of the rock 'n' roll jollies. For those of you who get off on disasters (and/or haven't had the thrill of one lately), Mobil Oil is bringing it to the TV all for you when they sponsor When Havoc Struck. The series, slotted for early next year, will bring you the best in catastrophies (can you survive the wait?). (ZNS)

Now they've really arrived. Those Star Wars heroes, C-3PO and R2-D2, were honored recently when they placed their little hardware tu-tus in cement at Grauman's Chinese Theatre in Hollywood.

Sheena (and not the Ramones' punk rocker), the original comic stripTV star lady libber of them all, is getting a face lift. The movie script's being penned, and at this very moment those buxy boobies Farrah Fawcett-Majors and Raquel Welch are pulling each other's hair over who's gonna get the leading role. The bummer movie news of the month is the mere thought of The Sting II not featuring luscious laddies Redford and Newman. (Would you even think of paying bux to see Jackie Gleason and Richard Pryor instead?) What would be the television event of the year isn't coming off. Sonny Bono had originally planned to wed his Susie (Coelho) on national TV with a cast that would upstage even Julie Nixon's hey-dey: Farrah as maid of honor, Lee Majors as best bionic man, little Chastity as flower girl and a special solo by Cher herself, crooning "I've Got You Babe." Mister Sonny had a change of heart and cancelled the festivities when close friends insisted it would put him in the same category as Tiny Tim (did anybody ever fin d him, by the way?). Stiff competition for Star Wars // may well be the Italian meatball himself, old Dino De Laurentiis. The movie mogul recently acquired the film rights to one ofthe granddaddy's of sci-fi, Flash Gordon. (No confirmation yet as to whether Kong will take on Darth Vader.)

The long labor of (boredom, if you ask me) Francis Ford Coppola's latest, Apocalypse Now, finally in the can, the filmmaker plans to use music of the legendary rockers the Doors as part of the soundtrack. Former Doors keyboardist (now of Nite City), Ray Manzarek, is currently working with Coppola on the score. (ZNS) Who Cares? Dept.: Repulsive Ryan (O'Neal) is back on his soapbox , this time chiding how he was the original choice for the male lead in New York, New York. His reasons for nixing the role included not wanting to learn to play the sax, and being horrified at pretending to make love to Ms. Liza (Minnelli). (Welb Ry, we don't think you were being unreasonable.)