For the fourth time since I moved to LA, I trekked up to Hollywood Boulevard to honor a legend who had recently passed by laying flowers on his star on the Walk of Fame. The large wreath is something the Hollywood Chamber of Commerce places over the star of each individual when he dies. Mine is the smallest bouquet.
On my way to Malden’s star, just east of Hollywood & Vine, I passed Michael Jackson’s star just in front of Grauman’s Chinese Theater. The sound trucks that had been there the last time I drove through the heart of Hollywood were gone, but the barricades — and the crowds–remained, with posters expressing people’s affection for the King of Pop and sadness at his passing. There were also balloons and flowers, a marked contrast to Malden’s star–near an empty Hollywood cafe.
I *so* don’t get that. (Veneration of stars.) No offense intended.
Couldn’t explain it myself, but I just went to NYC to see a play, and I just HAD to get the leading ladies’ autographs.
You’re either star-struck or you’re not.
I completely understand the recognition of talent and discipline and wanting to honor a life whose success has personal significance. What I don’t understand is leaving flowers, etc. at impromptu shrines that become garbage for others to dispose. Littering is a pet peeve of mine.
Jackson’s passing is sad, but there so many other things that deserve much, much more attention. Jackson had been on the road to self-destruction for decades.
#2 – What did you see, and whose autograph did you get?
Regards,
Peter H.
I was sooooo hoping someone would ask that. 😉
I saw MARY STUART and got autographs from both stars, Harriet Walter and Janet McTeer. Both ladies were gracious and friendly. Miss McTeer is as gorgeous in person as she is on stage or screen. *sigh*