I remember at 16 years old, growing up in Queens, we were punks, but hey, when we went to the theater, we wore a shirt and tie! Similarly, I believe that to keep movie theaters in existence, they're gonna have to make 'em an event, have a couch, a table and drinks or something. Otherwise, there's no
Pretty Woman was the easiest job I've ever done. I just wore the right toupee.
What greater aspiration and challenge are there for a mother than the hope of raising a great son or daughter?