Hum along if you wish. Priscilla is right. Why on earth are they seen together so often?
In the 1970s while I toiled within the gates of Sodom and Gomorrah, aka Hollywood, as a scriptwriter, I was invited to appear on a panel on that very same subject. I was in very famous company. Some of the top movie and TV writers appeared alongside me.
Sorry, I don’t remember anymore who was there. But we attracted a big crowd. Everyone seemingly concerned about where those two hot subjects were heading. Each panelist gave an impassioned speech. Cut down on violence. It was destroying our children. Blatant sex belonged in the porno world. Let’s keep the arts safe. Yada yada…
Well, you know how that went.
Copycat me will copy Camille and give you an incident in my career. It’s 1978. I went into the network to pitch a story for a TV movie I was commissioned to write. Sex was what the title was about since it was based on a song called Torn Between Two Lovers. Yet, nothing in the lyrics stated the obvious. Infidelity was a delicate subject. We had to tread on egg shells. The script would be handled with tact, subtlety, class and never that word would be uttered. The S word.
In my mind, at that moment our star is filled with mortification and shame and guilt and every other emotion possible to dredge up all at the same time.
I pause, expectantly (no pun intended here either) waiting for our chick exec to respond to this high point in my drama.
She speaks, “So…?
I say “So, what do you mean, so?”
She says, “I mean so what. What’s the big deal?”
And at that moment I saw the future. Nothing would ever shock anyone anymore. Ever.