An improv team would have eight guys and one woman; that was still pretty standard. If you were a woman improviser, it was actually kind of an advantage because, if you were halfway decent, you'd get a lot more stage time.
Well, any time I'm preparing for a performance or even a rehearsal, it's as if in a way, like any other athletes, these are muscles that support the vocal cords which are just I believe cartilage. It demands a kind of constant warming up and a consta...
If you are the kind of person who is waiting for the 'right' thing to happen, you might wait for a long time. It's like waiting for all the traffic lights to be green for five miles before starting the trip.
I'm one of those few actresses who works all the time, and even though I haven't done a show that literally puts me on some kind of map - as in, that's how I'm known and that's how I'll always be known - I'm very lucky.
I've at times in my past been so unhappy, and thought, like, 'I would give anything for this not to be happening.' And, you know, as people say, time passes, and then you think, 'I'm kind of glad that happened to me.'
Obviously, the Sixties was a time when everyone wanted to experiment, and then everything became very formulated and corporate, so artists tended to get pushed into a kind of pattern. Now, I think that has continued with the emergence of televised ta...
I wish I was harder; I wish I didn't care so much about being the nice girl all the time because a lot of the time people can take kindness for weakness, so I wish I had a little bit more 'oomph' in me.
When I did 'Amadeus,' I hadn't done a play for five years. And I was so happy doing it and felt so foolish that I hadn't done a play for such a long time that I wanted to go back and really kind of reach out for a classical career.
My first job in TV was hosting this young teen magazine show, and all these high school teenagers showed up from all over Sacramento, California, and they chose four of us to host the show, two boys and two girls. And of the two girls, I was kind of ...
Those are the kinds of roles you can really sink your teeth into. Characters with an edge. When you're playing someone who's sort of seedy, there's less limitation, there's so much space you can travel. There's room to move in.
'Narnia' has opened my eyes to a lot of things. I feel lucky that I'm able to travel; I'm not stuck in my hometown, meeting the same kind of girls and saying hi to the same people, week after week. There are so many interesting, intelligent girls out...
Your political reputation affects how likely allies are to trust you, and what kind of deals they'll offer at the negotiating table. There's also some emotional response in there, so factions do bear grudges. Just like the real thing.
I know that from the days of Watergate... the notion of two sources on a story has become the popular dogma about how you confirm something. And there is a lot of truth to that, but there are all kinds of ways to check to the extent that you can, a s...
Roy Neary: I guess you've noticed something a little strange with Dad. It's okay, though. I'm still Dad.
David Laughlin: We didn't choose this place! We didn't choose these people! They were invited! Claude Lacombe: They belong here more than we.
[Roy is shoveling soil into his kitchen window] Roy Neary: Ronnie, if I don't do this, *that's* when I'm going to need a doctor.
Roy Neary: I wanna speak to the man in charge. David Laughlin: Mr. Lacombe is the highest authority. Roy Neary: He isn't even an American.
[Roy's wife does not believe how he got the burns on his face] Roy Neary: Well they're not moon burns, goddamnit.
Coroner: My question is, how did she come to have sex with a dead man? Dante Hicks: She thought it was me. Coroner: What kind of convenience store do you run here?
Spike: He was just all alone. He couldn't enjoy a game with anyone else. Like living in a dream... That's the kind of man he was...
Rudy: Mr. Brigante, there is a problem with Mr. Kleinfeld. Carlito: What kind of problem? Rudy: He's in the bathroom fucking Steffie! Pachanga: [bursts out laughing] Carlito: So? What's the problem? Good for him!
