Even when Camille gets a bit batty, or starts repeating herself about the nonexistence of global-warming or the unsung brilliance of Sean Hannitty (read: always) she can usually be counted on to wax hilariously poetic in eulogy of some recently deceased b-lister or TV actress.From Salon:
"Shocked", Camille? Really? Anyway, Suzanne was pretty rad so we'll allow Cammy her excesses this time around.I was shocked to read of the recent death of Suzanne Pleshette, one of the most intelligent and underutilized actresses in Hollywood. (snip) Because Pleshette died over the Martin Luther King holiday weekend, the first bulletins on major online news sites, clearly being manned by 25-year-old greenhorns in the absence of senior staff, made reference only to the death of an unnamed actress who had played a "TV wife." I didn't even bother looking at first. A day later, however, as the impact hit (and vacationing cognoscenti clearly squawked), Pleshette's name was blazoned in every headline.
Pleshette loomed large in my book for the British Film Institute on Alfred Hitchcock's "The Birds,"
where she plays a darkly lovelorn schoolteacher, Annie Hayworth, who gets cut down by a flock of crows in chaotic Bodega Bay, Calif. Pleshette's deft parry and thrust, punctuated by cigarettes, with the coolly composed Tippi Hedren, is a model of virtuoso screen acting. For the book, I used a full-page on-set candid photo of Pleshette with the caption, "Annie Hayworth may be dead, but Suzanne Pleshette lives!" She'll certainly live forever for me. Here's a fan Web site ("More than Emily Hartley") devoted to wonderfully elegant Pleshette pix, including European magazine covers.
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