|As Molly Brown, Deb earned an Oscar nomination.|
I did enjoy your brassy performance in The Unsinkable Molly Brown, though I found (and still find) the movie to be a bit bloated.
|A recurring performance as Grace's|
mom earned an Emmy nod in 2000.
|America's Sweetheart had her husband stolen by a sultry siren.|
|At the 1964 Oscars, Deb had no idea her tablemate Shirley MacLaine|
would one day create a wickedly funny parody of her, in the film version
of Postcards From The Edge.
|Daughter Carrie was in full |
Mommie Dearest mode when she penned
the autobiographical novel,
Postcards From The Edge.
I've become an admirer, Debbie, evidenced by the fact that you appeared in the one and only Saturday Dance Party, last year when hurricane Irene was roaring up the eastern seaboard.
But Debbie, I'm just not sure you can be forgiven for this week's clip. Your rendition of this anthem to the counter-culture, while in a ball gown, with a chorus of dancers delivering hilariously incongruous choreography, well, it's almost too much. But I think you have a healthy sense of humor about such things, or you would still be smarting from the notorious "it twirled up!" sequence in your daughter's tell-all movie. So please allow us all to hoot and cringe through this week's Dance Party. And Happy Birthday on Sunday, when you turn a whopping 80 years old!