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She's been a ball
of fire since she whirled on the Hollywood scene at 16 during MGM's grandest
years. With that always adorable face and
saucy sparkle, she has personified cheerful bounce and youthful innocence since the
earliest days of her career. As sexy as her silver screen colleagues, she was
ironically the most wholesome as well - even after more than 50 years in show business - first as a film star, then on stage
and in nightclubs, then television - there is little she has not done. But
if her career has been distinguished by long-lasting and varied achievement, her
personal life has been marked by continual misfortunes that would have devastated most people. However, like the
character she portrayed in her Oscar-nominated film, The Unsinkable Molly
Brown, Debbie Reynolds is a survivor.

She was born Mary
Frances Reynolds on April Fools' Day, 1932, the day dedicated to laughter, but in a
depression year when there was little laughter in the country. The Texas
based Reynolds family was poor, like nearly everyone else, but little Frannie
(as she was affectionately known to family and friends) and older brother Bill nevertheless had a happy and secure childhood. "Even if we
didn't have a nickel," said their mother Maxene, "we managed to observe holidays
and family birthdays some way."
"Frannie never cried. She made her noise after she was big enough to
talk - and she hasn't stopped since," her mother noted, "However, she made a distracting sound
then, a happy gurgling 'Ooooohhhh' - that went on all the time. Her
brother would say 'Make the baby shut up.' But when she got quiet, I'd
know she was into something and then I'd really have to run."
Surrounded by
boys, her one brother, Bill Reynolds, who is a year older, and her four young
uncles, the tiny girl learned to fend for herself and became a top-notch
scrapper, able to endure a variety of hardships. "Five of us slept in one bed," she recalls.
"Three at the top and two at the bottom. I always remember sleeping
with feet in my face, and all of us sharing one bathroom, which I hated.
We lived on jackrabbits, which we shot in the desert, and Mexican food, which is
still my favorite. I was never aware I was poor because everyone around me
was in the same circumstances." Living among the boys helped to mold
her unique sense of humor which, she says, she got from her mother's brother,
Uncle Owen: "He was screamingly funny," she says.
"He bought a bar so he couldn't get kicked out. He was so funny and so
rowdy, and he'd always get kicked out. So he met a bartender lady who owned half
a bar, married her and bought the other half."
Better
employment called in 1940, the Reynolds clan packed up and went west, to golden California, finally settling in
sleepy Burbank - just a short distance from the heart of Hollywood and the major
movie studios that would one day become playgrounds to this star. "It was
my father who wanted to move and insisted on staying in California," she says.
"My mother cried for two years and wanted to go back to Texas and he
just wouldn't. So I owe him everything."
At ten she was a
proud and active member of the Girl Scouts, loving the outdoors, the
hikes, the
swims, the camping - and clowning for her fellow scouts. She won 47 merit badges before her scouting days were
over and later became a troop leader herself when her own daughter joined.
She's been a lifelong Scout supporter. Her former leader once recalled: "I'm not surprised
Frannie made good in motion pictures, but she
would have been successful in any field. She was one of the most
cooperative girls in the troop, and she won every badge we could give. She
was very friendly and all the other girls loved her. But what I remember
most was her willingness to tackle anything."
Music-minded, in
high school she played the french horn with the Burbank Youth Symphony, doubling
on the bass violin. She also twirled a mean baton and was a pro in sandlot
baseball - so capable was she in the world of athletics that she was determined
to go on to college and later become a gym teacher. But as far as an
interest in acting growing up: "I never got in any of the school
plays. When I was in the eighth grade I was pretty heartbroken about one
of them, too. It was 'The Eyes of Taylock,' a three-act murder mystery,
and I was dying to play in it. I tried out for one of the very
dramatic leads. I did a big crying scene and I was such a ham that by the
end of it they were all hysterical! I was terribly hurt. The girl
who got that part married a minister, and the girl who got the other lead has a
husband and three children - and I'm acting. I always wound up backstage
as prop girl or prompter or doing sound effects. I knew all the parts in
the plays, but I never got on. I was the footsteps, the ring of the
doorbell, the lightning, or feet sloshing through mud. By high school, I
gave up trying out."

After surprising
family and friends in 1948 by entering the local "Miss Burbank" beauty contest as a lark (to get the free
blouse and scarf offered to all contestants) it
turned out that it was
she who was most surprised when she took home the crown - and a Warner Brothers
contract.
Studio talent scouts had noticed the
enthusiastic girl applauding other performers in the wings during the contest and
were delighted when the tiny teenager wobbled onstage in heels and a bathing
suit to pantomime Betty Hutton's "I'm a Square in the Social Circle".
"After I won the Miss Burbank contest
at 16, I was called to Warner Bros. for a screen test. They asked me,
'What do you want to be?' And I said, 'A gym teacher.' I guess they
thought it was provocative that I didn't want to be a movie star, so they put me
under contract for $65 a week."
The young novice was given an uncredited bit in
a Bette Davis picture, June Bride (1948), and then nothing at all until The Daughter of Rosie
O’Grady (1950) came along. Talent executive William Orr took notice
and got her into the
film as June Haver's kid sister, having had the producer write in her miniscule part
- she had roughly ten lines, eight of which got big laughs. Orr was also the man
who dubbed the kid Debbie Reynolds. "Cute name for a cute girl.
The Delmar Davises had a little girl named Debbie and I thought she sounded like
Frannie. So we named Frannie Debbie." The girl in question
remembers: "They changed my name to Debbie, which I never liked until three
years later. I wouldn't even answer to it. Mr. Warner wanted to change my last
name, too, to Morgan. I said, 'No. Debbie you can do, but Reynolds is my
father's name, and I won't change it. I was called Frannie growing up."
Once the
world discovered her, "Debbie" shot up to the top of the list of the most common
names for baby girls and stayed there for several years.
And so Mary Frances,
the best pitcher on the baseball team, baton swinging majorette, girl scout extraordinaire
and would-be gym teacher - an unknown teenager, living an ordinary life on an
ordinary street in Burbank, suddenly became Debbie Reynolds, movie
star.

She lit up the screen with her outstanding personality, freshness and vivacity, but
Warners let her go. After an approach by her agent, the lucky company who picked
her up was MGM, who gave her a song in Three Little Words - "I Wanna
Be Loved By You", in which she mimed to Helen Kane's original recording.
That same year Debbie was spotlighted with
the shy and lanky Carleton Carpenter in the show-stopping number "Aba Daba Honeymoon"
[listen]
in
the film Two Weeks With Love which starred Jane Powell and Ricardo
Montalban. Debbie and Carleton's high-speed rendition of the novelty smash went on to become a
huge record hit, the first of her career. Her role as the 'boop-boop-a-doop'
girl got her plenty of notice and she was soon cast as Jane Powell’s peppy kid sister in Two Weeks With Love. It was
apparent that this was no ordinary starlet and MGM, such is the optimism of film
companies, saw her as a new Judy Garland.
"I didn't
expect to become a movie star," she says. "I didn't even want
it. I still wanted to be a gym teacher. I thought I could save the money I
was making by acting so that I could go to college." But she kept on
making movies - six in three years.
In the biggest role of
she'd played yet and what is viewed today as one of the crowning ach ievements of her
career,
Debbie was upped to star-billing opposite Gene Kelly and Donald O'Connor in the spectacular Singin’
in the Rain – the film considered to be the best motion picture musical
of all time. She began production with the skills of an enthusiastic
gymnast, but with no previous dance training. What followed were months of
stressful early mornings and grueling instruction in the MGM rehearsal hall
until her feet bled - ultimately
coming out of it a pro. In the finished print she was amazingly up to par with both Kelly and
O'Connor. Best of all, her natural acting conveyed the sincerity of the aspiring
neophyte that was both the role and the performer, and a star was born overnight. "When my brother saw Singin' in the
Rain, he was shocked that I looked so pretty. My friends were shocked that
I went from being a tomboy and a cut-up to a movie star overnight. They
were just astounded. And so was I."

Now a full-fledged
leading lady, Debbie was hurriedly tossed into a few minor musicals following the rain
picture: I Love
Melvin (1953) a cute comedy which teamed Debbie and Donald O'Connor once
again; The Affairs of Dobie Gillis (1953), a campus comedy with talented
hoofers Bobby Van and Bob Fosse, the latter going on to star again with Debbie in 1953’s Give
a Girl a Break, years before he became the immortal Fosse. 
When not toiling
away on the MGM lot, Debbie packed up and shipped out - to the far East. As a
member of USO's illustrious stable, Debbie toured air force bases and MASH units
across war torn Korea and later Japan, entertaining the American troops stationed
there during the early 1950s,
as well as spending much of her free time back home writing letters to homesick
soldiers - sometimes as many as three hundred letters a week.
Between military
junkets came a ten week loan-out to Howard
Hughes' RKO for the hit comedy Susan Slept Here (1954), with Dick Powell
as the man-about-town and Debbie as the loveable little juvenile delinquent
Susan. The popular picture received two Academy Award nominations, one for
Best Song went to Don Cornell's dreamy rendition of "Hold
My Hand" [listen]
which topped the music charts that year.
Newly dubbed one
of the ten most popular stars of 1954, MGM signed Debbie to a seven-year contract with improved
terms later that year. They did not give her improved pictures, but what she later
called "junk films", despite several excellent musical sequences in
each. As was typical of MGM
and the studio system as a whole, most were considered too formulaic, though the underrated
Give a Girl a
Break (1953) was full of ideas and energy, as well as Bob Fosse's inventive
choreography. Athena was a musical satire
on health fads which missed by a mile, despite the likable pairing of Debbie and
crooner Vic Damone; and Hit the Deck (1955) was a so-so
version of the old musical. Then came The Tender Trap,
with Frank Sinatra, which starred Debbie as a budding actress whose ambition is to be
married. And although she wasn't expecting it, life imitated art...

Enter Eddie Fisher,
the Coca-Cola Kid and America's most popular singing sensation, he was asked on
a stop in California whom he would most like to meet. His answer?
Debbie Reynolds.
"They brought him down to the set. They were
bringing this new young singer around to meet other young talents. He called my
house the next day and asked if I'd go to the Coconut Grove, where he was going
to open. He was very cute. So I said yes. He was very famous. He had 20 gold hit
records, more than anybody had ever had. My mother loved him. I was a young
starlet, actress-type person. I guess he thought I was pretty cute too because
we both enjoyed dating and kissing. He was a darling person - I don't know what
happened."
Soon after, romance inevitably blossomed in the
fishbowl that is celebrity
life, and the world fell in love with the young couple. Time
Magazine wrote that they were "the entertainment world's most refreshing
romance." Despite
its very public and unhappy ending, and the 40 some years that have passed,
Debbie sometimes still recalls their courtship with an almost girlish delight: "It was very
romantic at the beginning. Any girl would have loved to have been in my
shoes. It really was like a fairy tale. When we went to Yankee
Stadium, the crowd stood up and cheered. Eddie asked me to marry him on
the third date. He sent me flowers and gifts. Everything was
terrific. We got married, had a beautiful baby girl and then our
son."
"I always
thought their whole courtship was a sort of press release," says their
daughter, Carrie Fisher. "They were riding the wave of being a media
couple more than having any real compatibility. And I think the burn-off
on the infatuation was very quick." In fact, just months after their
1955 wedding, Debbie discovered that her husband was moody, jealous of her
success and a cold, distant spouse.
At the studio,
however, the young Mrs. Fisher was making headway. Considered a career
landmark for Debbie, The Catered Affair
(1956) was the first major dramatic film
she appeared in, and she shone brightly among such cinema greats as Bette Davis,
Ernest Borgnine and Barry Fitzgerald. Director Richard Brooks made
excellent use of Debbie's previously untapped talent for serious acting in her
role as Jane Hurley, a young bride from a lower-middle-class family whose wedding
causes all the fuss. Her remarkable performance, a major departure from the
cute-comedy genre she'd previously been known for, was well received by both fans
and critics. She won the National Board of Review Award for her tender and
quiet performance, and Time Magazine was prompted to remark that
"Debbie is astonishingly believable – a Hollywood butterfly turned into
an authentic urban grub." Though it might have been the vehicle which
could have taken her career into a more serious direction, The Catered Affair
remains today one of the highlights among the few dramas in her
filmography.
During this time
Debbie also made a few cameo appearances on television - such as spots on
"What's My Line?" and "The Tonight Show" - and was a semi-regular on "The Eddie Fisher Show"
when in New York with her husband. Back on the west coast, and in
an effort to cash in on Hollywood's hottest couple, RKO paired Debbie and Eddie in Bundle of Joy, a
flop musical remake of Ginger Rogers' Bachelor
Mother. Fans enjoyed the film not so much as seeing their sweethearts finally on screen together.
Tammy and the
Bachelor (1957) didn't start out as a beloved classic. The first
waves of audiences found it likeable enough, but it wasn't faring well at the
box office. Debbie's sentimental rendition of the theme song [listen], however,
suddenly became a smash hit single and Universal quickly pulled the picture from
theatres, allowing the record to gain further popularity. After five weeks
at Number One on the Billboard charts, Tammy and the Bachelor was
re-released - and went on to gross millions.
"Tammy"
ended up being Debbie's personal theme song as well providing her with the
nickname that has stuck forever since. "It took me
into the recording business. I had never made records before," she says.
"I was very
young - I was at MGM and that was a Ross Hunter Universal Picture. They had me
sing the title song, 'Tammy,' and it was a hit in the rock 'n' roll era - in the
Elvis era - so it was a shock to everyone. It's a very pretty song and everyone
requests it, of course, and I'm very lucky to have had it." She never
closes a performance without it.
Meanwhile Debbie and Eddie's marriage had muddled along
until, in 1958, just after the birth of their second child, Todd, Eddie's best
friend, producer Michael Todd and namesake of the baby, died in a tragic airplane
accident on his way to New York. Eddie rushed to console the grieving widow , Elizabeth Taylor, and
romance followed. He
soon announced that he would leave his wife, America's darling, for the star
considered to be the world's
most beautiful woman. Debbie later wrote: "I could understand why he wanted her. I couldn't understand why she
wanted him. In the long run, Elizabeth did
me a big favor." Debbie faced raising two young children, Carrie, then
one and a half,
and Todd, just six months, on her own, not to mention living through one of the
most public divorces in Hollywood history.
"It's bad
enough when a man walks out on you, but to have millions of people
watching...The fact that the public took it as an absolute affront to them, that
was unbelievable. I had billions of letters ... poor Debbie, bad
Liz ... I
couldn't answer any of them. It was blown all out of proportion. It
would never happen today. Morals and attitudes have changed."
The massive public
sympathy for Debbie meshed with her wholesome screen
persona, which had fully matured by that time, and she made the exhibitors' poll of
top ten box office stars in both 1959 and 1960. Fan magazines thrived on
the soap opera-like story, dubbing it 'The Debbie-Eddie-Liz-Biz'. It
became one of the most famous scandals in the annals of cinema.

The fan magazines called her
"The New First
Lady of Hollywood" and one of them stated that her salary had risen from
$75,000 to the millions. "Maybe," ventured the same source, "the cloud of
her break-up from Eddie Fisher had this silver-lining because it won her great
public sympathy."
Debbie's brother
Bill moved in with her and the children the week after Eddie left. She
said of him at the time: "Bill's a real right arm and a left one,
too. He's like my dad. They can both build or fix anything.
You should see the work they do around here on a weekend when my mother and dad
come over. In addition to being such a handy man, Bill loves kids and he
rough-houses with my Todd and Carrie, which is just what they need."
A lively and playful
comedienne, Debbie ventured into a number of romantic comedies which served to
showcase her natural comedic skill. 1959 brought Say
One for Me, with Debbie as Father Bing Crosby’s most devoted parishioner and the good
girl to Robert Wagner's sly wolf; It
Started With a Kiss, with Glenn Ford, as a nightclub dancer who marries
serviceman Ford right off the bat; and with Ford
again in The
Gazebo, a comedic spoof of Hitchcockian films. The day after she'd
finished The Gazebo, she was off to Paramount starting work on the impressive film version of Garson Kanin’s The Rat Race
(1960). In this heavier dramatic role, she starred opposite Tony Curtis as a
tough girl struggling to survive in the rat
race that is life in New York City.
Always
a devoted mother, she didn't
work at first after the births of her children, and she later lost a picture at Paramount because she refused to
work Wednesday afternoons when Carrie's Girl Scout troop met. It was out
of concern for the children that in 1960 she married Harry Karl, a
multi-millionaire shoe-manufacturer
and business mogul, within a year of
her divorce from Fisher. "I wanted to have a father for my children.
I was also looking for security. Harry was 18 years older than I, wealthy
and not in show business - all good signs. I thought he would never leave
me."
Married for 13
years, they were happy together for the first seven and Karl did indeed prove
himself to be a good father. Though they both wanted children, Debbie had
two heartbreaking miscarriages in the early years of their marriage, tragedies
later discovered to be caused by an unusual vitamin deficiency.
Karl was a heavy
gambler, and he overextended himself, borrowing millions of dollars. When
his business failed and the bill collectors came knocking, Debbie found herself
personally responsible for her husband's debts, owing to the notes she had
signed and California's community property law. "We had a mansion in Beverly Hills,
servants, Rolls-Royces, everything. I took it for granted. I thought
it would always go on, which is the wrong attitude for anyone to take. You
should always protect your money. You should know where it is and be smart
enough so that when your husband hands you papers to sign, you know what they
mean. I didn't." Her own considerable
fortune - estimated at over $15 million - was also gone.
And Karl himself
became of no help. "He just fell down at the end. He just left
me there to fend for myself and the children. I resented it very
much."
"I was 39 at
the time, an age when you should be entering a more comfortable stage in your
life. You have everything you've worked hard for, then suddenly you have
nothing. You have $2 million in debts and children who are still living
with you. The banks took everything - the house, the beach house, all my
jewelry and art. I had to sell it all, and for very little money,
because when people know you're broke and desperate, they drive a very hard
bargain."
Home may have been devastating, but work was not. Debbie scored one of the triumphs of her career in 1964
as The Unsinkable Molly Brown, a frontierswoman who rises to wealth and
power when her husband strikes it rich in Colorado and goes on to become a
heroine when she survives the sinking of the Titanic. Though the part
would bring Debbie her only Oscar nomination, she was not the first choice for
the role. In fact, she had to fight just to get the director to direct her.
Harve Presnell was a natural for films and would be the only
member of the original cast invited to reprise his role on screen. As successful as Tammy Grimes
had been on Broadway, however, Hollywood already had an ideal choice for Molly
Brown, Shirley MacLaine, and she was eager to play the role. No sooner had she
signed than
legal complications forced her to withdraw from the role, which was then offered
to Debbie. She jumped at the opportunity to
star in a big musical of her own, even though she had to accept a lower fee than
had been offered to MacLaine.
Debbie's next hurdle was director Charles Walters. Although he had scored a hit
directing her opposite Frank Sinatra in The Tender Trap (1955), he had
his heart set on casting MacLaine as Molly Brown. He even tried to convince her to turn the part down. When she asked why he thought she was wrong for
it, he told her, "You're much too short for the role." Debbie
quipped, "How short is the part?" then told him he was just plain
wrong. His doubts continued through the location shooting in Colorado. In fact,
he gave her so little direction that Debbie turned to her dear friend Lillian
Burns Sidney, an
accomplished acting coach with whom she had worked in her early days at MGM, to
help her with the part. Finally, when the rushes
started coming in, Walters
conceded that she was right for the role. His doubts came back, however, when it
came time to shoot Debbie's biggest dance number, "He's My Friend."
He even suggesting cutting it, claiming it was too tough for her to learn, but
she insisted. MGM had slashed the film's budget because of cost overruns on
Doctor Zhivago, so Walters had to try to get the number in as few
takes as possible. As insurance, he had TWO cameras simultaneously film a long
take of the seven-minute number, a television technique rarely used on film.
Debbie pulled the number off without a hitch, though one of her male dancing
partners fainted after it was over.
The Unsinkable Molly Brown turned out to be a huge success for MGM, becoming
the third highest-grossing film of 1964. The picture garnered six Oscar
nominations, including Debbie's Best Actress nod and helped make her the #2 box
office draw in the world.
As the studio system
gradually disintegrated, Debbie turned to free-lancing. Next
was a weak but amusing comedy directed
by Vincente Minnelli, Goodbye, Charlie
(Lauren Bacall had done it on stage and 20th Century Fox had
originally bought it for
Marilyn Monroe), in which she was again teamed with Tony Curtis. Then she
went on to play what she has described as one of her favorite parts, The Singing Nun (1966), the true story of Sister Ann, a Belgian
nun who became a most unusual '60s pop-star with her chart-topping 1963 song -
"Dominique" [listen].
Raising her children, as well as three of Karl's
from a former marriage, kept Debbie busy and her on-screen work slowly began to decline
during the mid-sixties.
Her
vehicles continued to be full of good-natured fun, buoyed by her sincere charm and
energy; gradually, though, the new frankness in
films began to date her image, and when she finally did try Doris Day-style sex
farce in pictures like Divorce American Style (1967) and How Sweet It Is
(1968), even that vogue was waning. She was still considered the
girl-next-door. "Unfortunately,
even though I'd matured and changed, I was still thought of in those terms,"
she says, explaining why the casting directors weren't calling. "The image of me was that strong."
A few television spots and a first try at an NBC sitcom,
"The Debbie Reynolds Show" did little to stem
the tide.
Fully occupied
with an always eventful life off-screen,
Debbie stepped off the screen for a time and onto the stage, continuing the
popular nightclub act she'd originated in Las Vegas in
the early '60s. She made a return to films in 1971, and also acted as
producer for What’s the
Matter With Helen?, a camp horror movie co-starring Shelley Winters.
Debbie starred as a sexy, resourceful dance instructor to Winters' psychotic Helen.
The offbeat story, set in 1920's Hollywood, makes it one of the unusual gems of Debbie's filmography, as does Curtis Harrington's directorial flair,
not to mention two rousing dance numbers, reminiscent of her early musicals.

Determined to pay
back the extensive debts her second marriage had saddled her with but lacking any film offers, she took to the
road and embarked on a new phase in her career. With a number of stage appearances
already behind her, including
what one Las Vegas columnist touted as being "one of the town's most
lucrative contracts", she signed on to star on Broadway in the sensational revival of "Irene",
ultimately winning the 1974 Tony Award. By this time she'd
polished the nightclub
talent she had first tested in the early '60s and having put together a rousing
show, took a solo turn in Australia and made a stop at the London Palladium. In 1977 she
teamed with Molly Brown co-star Harve Presnell in "Annie
Get Your Gun", which played in San Francisco.
Having comfortably
settled herself in a tiny cottage in North Hollywood with her Broadway earnings,
Debbie bought a property in the same area, went to great pains to have it
refurbished, and established
the Debbie Reynolds Professional Rehearsal Studios, which has since become one of the entertainment industry's leading
rehearsal, as well as professional, training studios. Some
of Hollywood’s brightest stars and a new generation of Hollywood hopefuls take
lessons and rehearse for shows there.
She also basked in the boom of
nostalgia for her studio heyday, appearing in the glorious "That's Entertainment"
(1974) and "That's Entertainment III" (1994), which served to
introduce a new generation of moviegoers to the Golden Age of Hollywood, as did
her turn as host of "Debbie
Reynolds' Movie Memories" on the cable channel American Movie Classics.
Never having abandoned
her wish to be a gym teacher, Debbie's always been in top physical form, and in
1983 she put together an extremely popular exercise program on video entitled
"Do It Debbie's Way". She commented at the time of its release: "I've had a
light workout that I've done forever. Women would ask me how I stay fit,
and I'd say, 'Well, I don't like aerobics, I don't like working hard, I just
like looking good.' This program will let you do it." Scores of
women did it Debbie's way and benefited from the entertaining workout and still
continue to do so.
Five years later, Debbie published
her widely popular memoir entitled simply, "Debbie, My Life". In
an interview on its publication she explained: ''I wanted to write a woman's story, I wanted to explain that you
can suffer and be taken in by men and still survive.'' This magnificent
autobiography serves to reassure readers that despite her travails, the sunny,
upbeat Debbie on the big screen is not so far from the truth. In
Turner Classic Movie's recent interview, she discussed the idea of updating the
last quarter of the book and retitling it "Unsinkable Debbie".

Unsinkable
everyone calls her - a title all too frequently nabbed by every Tom, Dick and
Harry penning a Reynolds article - yet it is the essential adjective that simply must be used to describe her.
She is a
survivor. Her strong faith and sense of humor have helped her weather the storms in life,
including three marriages gone wrong, grand-scale financial setbacks, and, in recent years, the
passing of loved ones.
"Surviving is
a question of struggling through lift," she explains. "I
don't believe in giving up. You can be knocked down, as I have been.
But you're down only if you want to stay down ... You have to
believe in the fact that you can survive. If you have faith - and a
sense of humor - you can survive anything."
Since
the early 1970's Debbie has been actively involved in a project close to her
heart, the collection and preservation of memorabilia from Hollywood's first
half-century of film making, gathering thousands of costumes, props and mementos
of Hollywood's studios and their greatest stars. Debbie made her biggest venture into the market for movie nostalgia in the '90s
when she and husband number three, Richard Hamlett, a Virginia real estate
developer, purchased a Las Vegas hotel and casino, renovated them, and added on
the Hollywood Movie Museum, packed with the memorabilia she had been collecting
for decades. She performed constantly at the hotel's nightclub to make the
enterprise fly, but it was sadly beset with financial woes. Her love of
the work and her finely honed presence kept her afloat. The marriage to Hamlett ended in divorce in 1994, partly because of the problems
involving the casino venture. With help from his friends, she
says, he caused her hotel to go broke. She's spent $3.9 million suing him, and
it isn't over yet. "I went down in a blaze. I
spent eight years of my life and probably $12 million lost." Todd
Fisher remained at her side and dropped his own career to help his mother.
Debbie called him "the only man who has never left me."
In 1992 Debbie appeared briefly as herself in the
Whitney Houston/Kevin Kostner hit The
Bodyguard, and a small role in Oliver Stone's 1993 Vietnam tale Heaven and Earth
marked her second tentative step towards returning to Hollywood on a regular
basis. In a famous quote, she said of her absence from the screen: "I stopped making movies
because I don't like taking my clothes off. Maybe it's realism, but in my
opinion, it's utter filth."
A celluloid
Reynolds Renaissance began when writer/director/actor Albert
Brooks threw out his casting net in search of an older actress
who hadn't been seen in movies in recent years for his hysterically funny
script, Mother (1996). He had met with Nancy Reagan and
Esther Williams (but offered neither the role), and had sought Doris Day, but
discovered she was retired. In the course of checking out more than 300 actresses, Brooks called
old friend Carrie Fisher
one day and asked about casting her mother as the difficult title character Beatrice
Henderson. "Carrie said, 'What is the part - a lovable monster?'"
Brooks recalls. "I said yes. Carrie said she'd be perfect." Carrie
then sent her mother the script, but Debbie, who'd been
appearing nightly at her Las Vegas theatre, didn't read it for weeks.
"I don't like picking up my mail,"
Debbie explains, "It's always so much. It's
very heavy. And those big Federal Express packages require me finding a butcher
knife, and I've never figured out how those arrows work. So I let them sit
there."
Carrie pestered her until Debbie agreed to read the script.
She loved it, but again Carrie had to badger her into flying to Los Angeles and
auditioning for Brooks. "I had never auditioned in my life," she said.
"I was under contract to MGM for 17 years and when you're under contract,
they just put you in the picture."
Brooks was so impressed by her audition that he cast her after she read only
two scenes.
Beatrice Henderson provided an
ideal showcase for
Debbie.
At once sunny and edgy, matronly and a little sexy, Debbie's
slyly understated performance scored her a Golden Globe as
Best Actress in a Musical/Comedy and the widespread attention she received helped pave the way for her casting as Kevin
Kline's mother in the highly acclaimed In and Out (1997).
But Debbie offers
something for the kids, too. From the beloved story of Charlotte's Web
(most people under 30 are invariably shocked to learn that Debbie Reynolds was
the voice of Charlotte) to her recent work in the Rugrats television and film series
as well as the celebrated Halloweentown movies, she is continually a hit
among children - an enduring inspiration for scores of young fans who appreciate her wise-cracking sense of
humor and a seemingly never-ending supply of vim and vigor.
Sadly, the millennium
brought the deaths of
Debbie's mother, Maxene, at 86, and Lillian Burns-Sidney, her friend, coach and adviser for over 45 years.
"My mother had seven strokes and not much quality of
life," she says. Her father, Ray, who had Alzheimer's disease, passed away in 1986.
Now, Debbie is nearly as famous for being Carrie Fisher's mother as for being
Debbie Reynolds. The two worked together last year in their
much-anticipated television project,
These Old Broads. Written by
Carrie and Elaine Pope of Seinfeld
fame, the movie features Debbie, Shirley MacLaine and Joan Collins as feuding
actresses who are unhappily reunited and turned into cult icons when one of
their old films is re-released. Even after all these years, their rivalries
remain as fresh as their mouths - and their looks. "We all tried hard to
look good in the movie," Debbie said. "We don't look like young girls,
but we look like terrific broads, which is what we're playing."
Elizabeth Taylor, in what amounted to a small role, plays the actresses'
agent, who is as legendary as her clients. She lands them a lucrative new deal,
but rehearsals quickly dredge up old rivalries that jeopardize their renewed
fame. While it occasionally had its funny moments, These Old Broads
ended up a disappointment, yet managed to top
the competition, drawing 15.2 million viewers, becoming the fifth highest
watched TV movie of the season.
Between concert tours and the
occasional film, Debbie often pops up on television: she has appeared on Alice,
The Love Boat, Wings, The Golden Girls, Roseanne,
Touched By An Angel; and currently she's a member of the
guest cast of the award winning NBC comedy Will and Grace. She received an Emmy
nomination for her performance as Bobbi Adler, the
flamboyant mother of title character Grace Adler, played by Deborah Messing.
"I play Grace’s Mommy ... They wrote the mother really,
I don’t know the right words . . . fiesty’s not it, but she’s full of it. I
like to play a role where the woman is full of spirit and funny and combative
and almost hen-pecky with her daughter because I think it gives a lot of
pizzazz. The show is so funny. You don’t want to go on and just be a straight
character. You want to be a bit wacko yourself. They are all really nice kids.
They all work very well together. They have a great improvisational feeling for
one another, very gifted. Sean plays the piano and Eric sings and Megan, too.
Anything goes, definitely."
She has been a life-long supporter and fund raiser for the Girl Scouts, and
founder-president of the Thalians, a
charitable organization which has raised
millions for emotionally disturbed children. The Thalians hold a glitzy
ball every year in Los Angeles that is always packed with dozens
of stars, with one singled out as the guest of honor -
Phyllis Diller got her turn in 2002 and was treated to a wacky
impression of herself by Debbie.
Debbie's also fund raising and
working to find a
permanent home for her memorabilia collection that has been displaced since
the loss of the Las Vegas complex in 1997. By continuing her concert
circuit she's able to pay for the tremendous storage costs that the valuable
assemblage demands. But finding a suitable site for the collection has been
an endless struggle and carries a high financial cost. "It's a very tough sell
today," she says. "This is war time, and not an easy
time to raise money. But that still doesn't stop you trying to achieve."
She hopes that with luck, she'll have the collection permanently on display by
2004.
Today Debbie is involved in a
number of activities, entertaining and public speaking, aside from film and
television work. But she focuses primarily on her nightclub act. She's performed in concert
in every major American city, not to mention venues abroad, touring on the average of forty-two weeks a year
in a variety show that blends laughter, song,
and dance - including a screened review of her most famous films, Broadway show tunes,
classic movie blooper reels, a tribute to Judy Garland, and top-notch impressions of stars such as
Katharine Hepburn, Barbra Streisand, Zsa Zsa Gabor, Dolly Parton, Cher and an
occasional Jimmy Stewart. Her splendid
Bette Davis imitation is outstandingly funny. Accompanied only by piano, a canned orchestra and an ever-ready
percussionist, Debbie continually reveals her notorious zest for
fun, ad-libs like crazy, and has the audience at her feet, clamoring for
more.
"I’m having fun, and I’m doing what I love to do," she
says. "It’s quite simple, really. A long time ago, when
I was young, I realized that I loved to sing, dance, and make people laugh. The
trick is finding something that you like and sticking with it," she muses.
"You know, age is kind of a surprising experience to me. Just yesterday, it
seems, I was 39. Then, 52. Now, all of a sudden, I’m 70. But I
like that. It means that I’m doing the right things. I don’t define my life
and my happiness on a number."
Happiness abounds
though - Debbie is embraced by a lively bunch - a tight-knit and loving family
of which she is very proud. In 1992, Carrie
made Debbie a grandmother, giving birth to a beautiful baby girl, Billie Catherine.
Debbie says of Billie: "My granddaughter likes Tammy and the Bachelor. She calls me Aba Dabba
instead of Grandma ... she already does
dialects like me, and impressions, and she loves to sing."
A bundle of energy and charm and
beauty,
Debbie Reynolds remains a highly talented and versatile actress,
a celebrated American fixture, a genuine personality, and one who stands today as a
symbol of sweeter times, still enriching the lives of millions with her
laughter.
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