Originally from The Literature of the Life I Live
Harold Ramis practically wrote and directed my childhood.
RIP, Dr. Spengler. You will be missed.
Exactly. Harold Ramis and John Hughes, man. Damn. RIP.
The Chicago Tribune piece is lovely. RIP, MR. Ramis.
Originally from This is a rubbish title.
I don’t know if some of you have been to these live reads at LACMA, where a classic film is read live on stage by actors who just sit and read the script. We did one recently of American Pie, but we reversed the gender roles. All the women played men; all the men played women. And it was so fascinating to be a part of this because, as the women took on these central roles — they had all the good lines, they had all the good laughs, all the great moments — the men who joined us to sit on stage started squirming rather uncomfortably and got really bored because they weren’t used to being the supporting cast.
It was fascinating to feel their discomfort [and] to discuss it with them afterward, when they said, “It’s boring to play the girl role!” And I said, “Yeah. Yeah. You think? Welcome to our world!”
Olivia Wilde at the The State of Female Justice: Los Angeles panel (x)
Originally from the square inch
Originally from Women of Saturday Night Live!
Originally from PopGurls