Byline: Aileen Mehle
From the There’s No Biz Like Showbiz Dept.: Jodie Foster, so hot to the touch, will direct “Home For The Holidays,” which begins filming in Los Angeles and Baltimore in mid-February. You’ll love the movie. It’s a cliff-hanger about Claudia Larsen and her family, whose nightmarish Thanksgiving weekend includes chaotic traffic at O’Hare Airport in Chicago and the announcement by her 16 year-old daughter that she is determined to lose her virginity within the next couple of days. Do they know about this at the Pump Room? No word yet as to who is starring, but Jodie’s Egg Films will also produce.
Oliver Stone, the weight lifter of heavy, politically incorrect themes, is all set with his latest hot potato, a biopic of a terminally voluble woman very much in the headlines during the Nixon regime, Martha Mitchell. Martha was, of course, the tippling, unpredictable, motor-mouthed wife of then-Attorney General John Mitchell. Diane Ladd has been signed to star and direct. It’s decidedly not a role that will make you want to hug Diane to pieces. The one thought most people had upon meeting the real Martha was how to get away as quickly as possible.
The prattle from Paris, after the violent altercation between Brigitte Bardot and her husband, Bernard d’Ormale, (it ended with the gendarmes being called), has it that the delightful couple is not really married after all. They have claimed they wed in Norway in 1992, but no record of the ceremony can be found. Perhaps it’s just as well. Saves them a messy divorce.
Richard Gere, a dedicated Buddhist, has an unusual woman joining him in support of the Dalai Lama, one Sharon Stone. Sharon is said to be so keen on preserving Tibetan culture, she’ll join Gere in a special “Cook for Peace” event where she plans to prepare deysee, a sweet rice pudding that’s eaten in Tibetan monasteries. (Can you see Sharon in a Tibetan monastery? Who better. Calling all monks.)
Anthony Hopkins, soon to be seen with lush-lipped Brad Pitt in “Legends of the Fall,” is getting set for his biggest role in ’95, playing Picasso to the nines. It’s a part Anthony Quinn would have given his own, his wife’s and his inamorata’s eyeteeth to play. And you can throw in all his kids’ eyeteeth too.
The dear little village of Petersham, Surrey, in the English countryside is agog with the word that Michelle Pfeiffer has been househunting in the neighborhood. The local realtors, all but salivating, are checking through the $4 million properties on their books, just in case. No one seems to know for sure whether Michelle was there in person or dealing through an agent, but isn’t it bloody exciting?
While Luisa Moore was keeping busy denying to all who will listen that her long marriage to Roger Moore is over and out, Roger was keeping busy in the South of France with his Danish pastry, Christina Tholstrup. Maybe he still is. But as you read here, the real reason Roger wants the divorce is not because of any woman but because he has had it with the marriage state. Luisa, on the other hand, is ready to hang in there till the cows — and Roger — come home.
But enough about showfolk and on to what the fashionables in Manhattan are up to. What they’re up to is Monday night and the Costume Institute’s big party at the Metropolitan Museum, the gala of New York’s social season. Pat Buckley, as ever, is the chair of the glittering fete, the Museum’s biggest money-maker, and her co-chairs are those two designing men, Oscar de la Renta and Bill Blass. Hundreds of the glitterati will sweep in for the “Orientalism” exhibition and the dinner, and hundreds more will push in afterwards for dancing in the Great Hall and the Temple of Dendur where Alex Donner and his orchestra will play.
The decor of the evening is altogether Oriental, and even the committees have Oriental names. Mrs. Walter Annenberg, Mrs. Vincent Astor, Mrs. Douglas Auchincloss, Mrs. Douglas Dillon and Mrs. Charles Engelhard are on the Forbidden City Committee, and Mrs. Ahmet Ertegun, Mrs. Henry Kissinger, Mrs. Chesbrough Rayer, Mrs. Oscar de la Renta and Mrs. Oscar Wyatt are on the Pavilion Committee. It’s enough to set your incense on fire. As for the benefit committee, it includes everyone from Mrs. Giovanni Agnelli to Mrs. William McCormick Blair to Mrs. Randolph Hearst to Anne Eisenhower Flottl to Carolina Herrera to Carolyne Roehm to Mrs. Saul Steinberg to Mrs. Robert Trump. If that doesn’t do it — but it does.
Last year’s invitation to this annual gala, which honored Diana Vreeland, was all fiery red trimmed with a leopard print, very much in the Vreeland mode, and, what do you know, it won first prize in the American Association of Museums Publications Design Competition. This year it’s pink printed with a black pagoda and exotic birds and flowers and bamboo, and if the AAM Publications Design wants to give them another prize — well, they’ll take it, thanks.
The Princess Elizabeth of Yugoslavia Foundation held its first benefit auction and reception at Christie’s, and at least 300 guests showed up to support the apolitical organization founded by the beautiful Elizabeth, the daughter of the late Prince Paul of Yugoslavia, to provide medicine and supplies to orphans and refugees of the former Yugoslavia. In the crowd were such as Sam Peabody, Robert Kennedy Jr., Jay Mellon, Francis Kellogg, Robert de Rothschild, Prince Dimitri of Yugoslavia, Mary McFadden and Antonia de Portago, who organized the event. Everything was snapped up including Van Cleef & Arpels ruby and diamond earrings especially designed around gold coins that belonged to Elizabeth’s father and memorabilia donated by the Prince of Wales, Prince and Princess Michael of Kent, the Duchess of York, and Prince Rainier and Prince Albert of Monaco. Elizabeth is related to most of them.
The F. Warrington Gillets, Jr., are off in England for a bit of business and a bit of frolic with Britain’s hunting and conservancy fraternity. The business concerns the fall council meeting of the Game Conservancy with the Duke of Westminster, who presides over the Conservancy Trust which he founded. The frolic part was a grand dinner for Sir Charles (ex-president of the Conservancy) and Lady Morrison, and another dinner at Mark’s Club in London with among others, the Earl Peel and Countess Peel. The Gillets spent Thanksgiving at Pat and Ned Cook’s estate “Great Risington” with its celebrated gardens in which they sauntered after dinner to walk off the turkey. Oy vey.