Confessions of a FILM FOX

FILM FOX

During all the Beatlesque hoopla surrounding Ringo Starr’s April wedding to Cavemate, Barbara Bach, where was the ex-Mrs. Starr, Maureen— mom to Ringo’s three young ’uns? Weep not for the former Merseyside lock-snipper, who’s keeping Who drummer Kenney Jones’ drumsticks dry...

Junoesque Jessica Lange (dig those print “Postman” ads with Jessie flashing field hockeyready gams...) set to play poor Frances Farmer in a film depicting the 40’s actress’s problems bucking the Hollywood “system.” Australian TV banned a showing of the flick Taxi Driver “in the light of the recent events involving President Reagan,” but in shameless Britain the movie’s playing with Jodie Foster star-billed over the title, instead of Robert “What? No Mallomars?” De Niro.

And speaking of excessive male heft, is our boy Elvis Costello being measured for Orson Welles designer jeans? Observers at the taping of the HBO George Jones special (to be seen this month) at L. A.’s Country Club were told featured performer Elvoid had the mumps, and his cheeks were revoltingly squirrel-like, but the overall Costello tonnage has been on the increase since last year’s “mood change” to happy. Never mind, El still sang better than little Jess! Colter, with her yet littler voice. Jessi didn’t have the sense to lean on helpful hubby Wuylon Jennings and let him do the singing...

Old George Jones himself was chided onstage by daughter Georgette (his ’n’ Tammy’s) for forgetting the lyrics to their duet, “Daddy Come Home.”

Tee hee... Brit papers pegged the new Mrs. Distorto Guitar, Valerie Bertinelli Van Halen as a “soap opera star”...

David Bowie to play weeping Johnnie Ray in a bioflick based on the book Kilgallen?

Woody Allen’s still violently denying reports he’ll wed g.f. Mia Farrow. Why can’t these people leave him alone? The fans—the unspeakable slime who made him rich.. .they torment him with their demands. What’s a genius to do?

Fun Noo Yawk double date: Eddie Fisher, new flame Linsay Davis, daughter Carrie Fisher and her diminutive beau Paul Simon. Was it a Coke date, Eddie? (Ref.: Eddie’s 50’sTV show, not a drug reference...)

The terribly eensy Sheena Easton truly attains modem girl status when she warbles the theme song to the new Bond movie For Your Eyes Only...

Fleetwood Mac drum swatter Mick Fleetwood has a “future home” in Australia; now Harry Nilsson says he’s bought land in Oz and intends to move there, too “if things don’t improve here.” (Cue in “Waltzing Matilda”...). Close Lennon pal Nilsson heads a citizen’s gun control group and was passing out buttons at an L. A. party for William Burroughs. Wild Bill was promoting his Cities Of The Red Night book at the party, tossed in his honor by Timothy “Try The Punch!” Leary. Tim revealed the not-so-shocking news that his autobio will be called Flashbacks.. .Quick—before Ken Kesey finds out!

Mid-spring appearance of Jerry Garcia and the Grateful Dead on the Tom Snyder show a boffo success, Tom raving throughout the love feast about what terrific guys they were, Jerry smiling beatifically, Nielsen families utterly baffled...

Back to the B’s? Roger Corman wants Christopher Plummer to recap the Vincent Price role in the Poe creepie The Pit And The Pendulum...

Grown men (CREEM writers all) cried as Kristy McNichol unveiled her new hotcha image in The Night The Lights Went Out In Georgia, yet another Deep Sud knuckle-buster (but where’s Burt?). Kristy’s legs certified as nothin' but trouble...

Former Aussie Olivia Newton-John not pondering reviving the “Frankie” role on Prisoner: Cell Block H...

Jacqueline Bisset and Jon Voight seen together comparing cheekbones...

You Never Throw Flowerpots At My Jag Anymore: Model/Actress Karen Lamm has divorced Dennis Wilson—for the second time. The sometime-couple insist this time it’s for good—Karen’s got palimony lawyer Marvin Mitchelson on the job, asking for $10,000 a month support from the Surfer Boy, which should get Dennis but good...

Flamingo Road bitch goddess Morgan Fairchild admiring the muscles of stunt man Dar Robinson...

Ah, Romance! Pert British songbird Lynsey De Paul, explaining why she and mucho macho James Coburn split up: “James always tells me he misses me, but he says he can’t live in England because he has arthritis.” The gray hair’s a sure tip-off, Lyns...

Til next month—ask for his I. D. before moving in.. .Social Security is so bogue... W'