TV Radio Mirror (Jan - Jun 1963)

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Jack O'Brian. "British papers are hooting at the very notion of that particular young lady having the nerve to show off their land" (even though Liz was born there, has made it almost a second home, almost died there at The London Clinic when she was stricken with pneumonia, and has indicated recently that she may settle permanently in England and renounce her American citizenship). In the face of continuing gossip and increasing ridicule, the odds are against Liz being completely successful when she goes on TV in a desperate public fight to save her reputation. But even her detractors agree that Liz is a brave GEORGE MAHARIS (Continued from page 30) She's Maharis' manager. She's also his confidante. She's also his best friend. Better than that, she's also his best girlfriend. In fact, Mimi and George are closer than Jimmy Hoffa and his lawyer. She's a black-eyed, size-12ish dynamo on the green side of 35. She has a 16year-old son named Neil. Her hair is long and black because "George likes it like that." Her wardrobe is simple and black because "George likes it like that." One thing she isn't is a movie starlet beauty type. Forget it. That ain't Mimi. She's vibrant. Vital. Warm. Capable. Bright. But she's no clinging, cloying, lowcut slinky gown with the white-fox-stole sort. Instead, Mimi is a colorful conversationalist who can volley phrases like a longshoreman. However, when it comes to George, the only four-letter words she ever uses are "dear" and "baby." One day, as we lazed around her Manhattan apartment, I asked just exactly what gives between her and the gorgeous Greek. "Listen, doll," she explained, "I guarantee I'm not the one who started those column items. At this point, George hasn't proposed nor have I accepted. And if it were true, it's for sure I wouldn't wait for it to be a line in a newspaper. I wouldn't telephone any reporters. I'd run to the top of the Empire State Building and holler it." And will there ever be a tree trunk carved out with the words: "George loves Mimi"? "If you read between the lines, yes. George always says things that are very dear to me and very precious. He's never really actually said he loves me in just those words. Some people find it tough to say, but I think he'll be able to eventually. "I tell him all the time that I love him. He loves to hear it. One day I said, 'Hey, I think you just love the idea that I love you. You like to hear me keep saying it, right?' All he said was, 'Yeah.' But he's a man. With a man's ego. You can't force those things. For love to be beautiful, you can't woman. And she's fighting not only for herself, but for the sake of her children. All she's really trying to do is to show (in the words of Max Lerner) "that even a movie goddess has the right to her frailties and pleasures and joys, and that the kind of morality she practices has little to do with the kind of job she does as an actress." And, Liz Taylor might like to add, with the kind of job she does as a mother. — Jim Hoffman Liz stars as "Cleopatra" for 20th — and in "The V.I.P.s" for MGM. Her CBS-TV special is scheduled for Sun., Oct. 6th, from 10 to 11 P.M. EDT. crush it. You must let it breathe. I know it's there even if those words aren't spoken." Well, if G. Maharis doesn't love M. Weber, he sure gave an Academy Award performance for an audience of just two one night: my husband Joey Adams and me. They both sat in our dining room not long ago, and George was a cross between a monitor and a mother-in-law. He was the selfappointed guardian of Mimi's liquid intake. Over veal cutlets and broccoli, the conversation ran like this: Mimi: May I have some ginger ale? George: You remember what the doctor said. Now you've had enough glasses of fluid today. Mimi : But, baby . . . George: No more. You've had it. Mimi (about as helpless ordinarily as an I.C.B.M. missile, fluttered her lashes and hesitated, torn between her hunger for George Maharis and her thirst for ginger ale, then) : Please, baby . . . George: I said you've had enough. Put it down. Mimi put it down. The sound of love Another time, I telephoned Mimi about eleven at night. The line was busy for an hour. She was yakking with You-Know-Who. In the middle of our subsequent conversation, YouKnow-Who called again on the other wire. She hung up on me, and after he hung up — a half hour later — she called back. Ten minutes later, her other phone rang. Guess who? You guessed! The "manager's" dialogue went like this: "So, all right, so we'll say goodnight again for the tenth time . . . oh, you want me to say goodnight first? Okay, so goodnight. Now you say goodnight. . . . Kisses? Okay, so here's some kisses (several familiar sounds). Now goodnight already. . . ." 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