...nothing funny to say about this one, just that it's sad that on what has been described as his deathbead (he is apparently mortally ill with prostate cancer), he's divorcing his wife of 12 years. What's bizarre is that she's 41 years old and sort of has that dried-up husk look so many LA women get in middle age. I'd expect someone at 41 to still look at least half-way ripe. Anyway, she looks stringy and emaciated. But i digress... Anyway, even if his wife couldn't bear the sight of him, she really should suck it up and be gracious to him at what is an extraordinarily painful moment. They have a young child Dennis will not see to adulthood. Sad, all around.
As for Dennis, I don't blame him for filing divorce, if she's treating him badly.
I always think of him in one of my all-time favorite scenes of filmdom, as Christian Slater's dad in True Romance, script by Tarantino. Sometimes when you find yourself at a disadvantage, a gift of gab is all you have to work with. Brilliant scene with Christopher Walken as a mob heavy who's demanding information of Hopper. As Hopper gets his last digs in, the soundtrack starts a light piano version of Delibes' Flower Duet from Lakme, a lovely counterpoint to the verbal dance the two cinema heavyweights are doing in the scene.
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"she's 41 years old and sort of has that dried-up husk look so many LA women get"
Three words: obsessive sun tanning.
I did a commercial for a tanning salon once. One of the models was a gal that worked there. I thought she was quite attractive and guessed she was about my age, mid 30s at the time.
Found out she was 19.
I imagine she looks like a leather jacket that's been run through the washing machine by now.
Story says she's currently only getting a quarter of the estate in the will. Some states require automatic probate if the wife receives less than half of a husband's estate. Hopper might be protecting his kids from a drawn out court fiasco if she wants a bigger slice.
My only direct experience with probate law was in Texas. Mrs. Roscoe's father died at UT Southwestern under mysterious circumstances, and his life insurance policies ended up in the hands of a staff nurse -- all perfectly legal. Your state has some truly bizarre laws.
Two to the best bad guys ever!
I'm sorry for him, but estates and will have a way of getting all twisted up in Tinselgrad.
We're trying to get ours together, mainly to keep the Government from getting anything you gotta assign beneficiaries.
Some people handle death very badly. It's not that they're bad, or shallow, it's that they just can't do it when a loved one is dying. I've seen some lash out at the world, including someone they love who is dying.
Maybe that's what happened and the only thing left to do is to put all affairs in order and tie up the loose ends. No winner. No losers. Only players.
It's a shame about Dennis Hopper, but True Romance is one of the best movies ever. It's on my list maybe even as high as #2.
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