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Show ANN-MARGRET TELLS ENTERTAINMENT How My Husband Changed MyLife NN-MARGRETdressesasbizarre off-camera as on. (she has an NBCspecial next Sunday) with a take-the-knocks-with-a- trust. Still, I think he was flattered when he won it, He knew how hard During a New Yorkvisit, she emerged in a pop-art pants suit, saucer-sized earrings, and make-up to pale an artist’s palette. grin personality. it was for meto give it. And he knew, Roger Smith is the answer. “We courted five years before we mar- too, once I gave trust, it was total. “When a woman like me marries. she expects the man tobe all man,to take complete chargeof herlife. Roger has done that. He has hadhisfill “Take them off,” said her husband, actor-director Roger Smith. “It’s kooky.” “It's horrible. Take them off. The perfume, too.” An hourlater, Ann-Margret reappeared, modified, although hardly subdued, in what appeared to be lounging pajamas and a tiara. The incident characterized a two-and-onehalf-year marriage which has changed both the lives and careers of AnnMargret and Roger Smith. Ann-Margret, the leggy Swedishborn girl from a small resort town in northern Illinois, has had an unenviable reputation as one of Hollywood's worst actresses and most uncooperative stars—winner of the ried,” Ann-Margret says, “because I distrusted him. I distrusted everybody. Why not, the way people wrote about me. I found one writer riffing my desk in my bedroom for personal notes. of acting (tv series “77 Sunset Strip” and “Mister Roberts”) and wanted to direct (his first film as a director is “The First Time”). He knew, too, that my career had gone sour—ana “I guess I wasn’t prepared for the rough treatment you get when you become an actress. (Ann-Margret hit mewithit. “He didn’t say anything before we Birdie.”) I’d been raised as an only child in a warm family, both here and in Sweden, where wevisited often. Aunts cuddled me,one uncle even were married, but he did afterward. He told me what was wrong. I had done more films than any other ac- tress in a comparable time, taking anything the studio threw at me. Terrible things, without even a question from me. No moreof that, said Sweden. Then, bang—I wasa target for nastiness and put-downs, “I hurt easily, but worse, my moth- Roger,evenif it meanslegaltrouble. er and father hurt even more easily. I even dropped the ‘Olsen’ part of my name because I thought it would be easier on them. But Dad can’t help “Now he plans my wholelife. He manages me; he produced mytv specials; he reads every script and se- press’ “Sour Apple Award.” Now, reading everything about me, and the pain someofit causes him makes while hardly an Oscar threat, she has emerged as a movie and tv favorite mecry. “So poor Roger had to win my sighs, “and they can’t touch me any more.” The house once belonged to Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall, and Ann-Margrethas great plans stardom quickly in ‘‘Bye, Bye took me on a motorcycle trip around on my seven acres of silence,” she lects only what’s right for me. That’s the kind of man I married. That’s the kind of man I wanted to marry.” Nowthey live on a seven-acre estate in Beverly Hills, “I hide away —Swedish kitchen, country-English drawing room, French dining room —but they spend only a few days a month there. By this time, Ann-Margretis eating a robust lunch. She explains: “I'd better fill up now. Roger just told me—No meals over the weekend. Your cheekbones arefilling out, and we're shooting Tuesday. By then I want to see lots of bone in those cheeks, They’re your trademark.’” So next time you see Ann-Margret, never mind any improvementsin act- ing. Watch those cheekbones: they come from strict orders oflove. —JACK RYAN Rule of Thumb A toy box is little bin Which toys are very Seldom in. —Betty Isler One way to open jaris to tell The iron age, if I remember correctly, your four-year-old not to touch it. —John Shotwell existed just before we had drip-dry clothes, When asked by a friend if his married life was a happyone, Judson replied: “Yes, I married the QUIPS AND QUOTES girl of my dreams. She is as beau- tiful to me now as the day I first met her. Her hands are always soft and white. Her complexion is peaches and cream. Her hair is never untidy, and cue is always well-groomed and dressed in the . A group of Boy Scouts was attempting to earn the cooking merit badge. “Where should one stow eggs in a pack?” the scoutmasier asked a small, serious-looking boy. After a moment of thought, the lad said, “Put them in the bottom ofit.” “Whyin the bottom?” “So they won’t mess up everything else in the pack when they break.” —Dan Bennett “ Family Weekly, June 22, 1969 height of fashion.” Now TheyTell Me! Just let me gain a pound or two, And somebody’s sure to boom, “You're gaining weight, aren't you, my dear?” In a crowded dining room. Butlet me lose five pounds or so, And tne compliment’s not a boom But a whisper in the privacy Of a near-empty powder room! —Bonnie Lee Wells “So you don’t regret a thing?” persisted his companion. “No,” replied Judson, “but between you and me, I’m getting pretty tired of eating in restaurants.” —F. G. Kernan On field trip one, wise youngster counseled his pal: “Whatever you do, don’t look at anything, or tomorrow they'll make you write @ report on it!” —Dorothy B. Bennett —Lane Olinghouse |