R.I.P.: Dom DeLuise

Dom DeLuise, the mirthful, moon-faced comic actor who provided frequent comedic support in television variety shows of the 1960s and '70s and in movies starring Mel Brooks and Burt Reynolds, has died. He was 75.
DeLuise died Monday evening at St. John's Health Center in Santa Monica. DeLuise's wife and three sons were with him when he died. The family did not release the cause of death.
obit HERE
IMDB HERE
official website HERE

Thank you Dom, for a million belly laughs over the years, your humor was one of a kind...
The gang from CWW had the pleasure of meeting Dom last year; a true legend and a really nice guy; our condolences to his family.

Kathleen Turner ROCKS

Her autobiography "Send Yourself Roses" is a winner. Kathy turns loose on a few of her former co-stars.

Nicolas Cage:

"Nic was absolutely determined to prove that he wasn't there as the result of nepotism. So, everything Francis wanted him to do, he went against - to show that he wasn't under his uncle's wing. Which was ridiculous. Oh, that stupid voice of his and the fake teeth! Honestly, I cringe to think about it. He caused so many problems. He was arrested twice for drunk-driving and, I think, once for stealing a dog. He'd come across a chihuahua he liked and stuck it in his jacket."

Raquel Welch (auditioning to replace her in Cat on a Hot Tin Roof on Broadway):

"One afternoon, my male co-star came into my dressing room and said: 'You gotta come. You gotta see this, Kathleen.' We crept in through the back door of the theater and watched as Raquel Welch did an audition 'Well, I just don't think that Kathleen has ever been feline enough,' we heard her say. She was going around the stage with her hands like claws, hissing and making cat gestures. Oddly enough, the producers decided not to use her."

Burt Reynolds:

"One day, we started shooting a scene that Michael Caine and I had rehearsed, where we finish each other's sentences like old married couples do. Making that dialog work needed real skill. It had to be fast; it had to be sharp. But Burt just couldn't do it. The director finally said: 'Look, why don't we just shoot line by line?' And, idiot that I am, I shot back: 'Because it's called a scene, that's why.'
From that day on, Burt and I were sworn enemies. He later accused me of trying to get him sacked every day and publicly declared that the sound of my name made him want to vomit
I won't be rushing to work with him again, either"

Hollywood needs more like her...