Esther Kartiganer, the beloved and long standing producer and sort of “show runner” of “60 Minutes” during its heyday died on August 1st age 74. According to a report in the Brandeis University newsletter, Esther succumbed to a heart attack on a chairlift in Aspen, where she had a second home. I met Esther around 1983. She was sort of the unofficial show runner of “60 Minutes” and worked for Don Hewitt alongside such other CBS veterans as Shirley and Joe Wershba.
This was during the time when “60 Minutes” was the only prime time news show, and when anything that happened on it changed lives and rocked our worlds. Esther was a serious journalist who took Don Hewitt and Mike Wallace’s business seriously. She was a true professional and a great friend when I was a book publicist in the 1980s and later when I’d pitch ideas to her just for fun. Here’s the Brandeis link. Condolences to her family, and to her friend Geri who at least paid for a proper posting in the New York Times. CBS News should take out a full page ad for Esther Kartiganer. She was their wise owl and loyal soldier. http://www.brandeis.edu/now/2012/august/kartiganer.html
Veteran “60 Minutes” Producer Esther Kartiganer Dies at 74
Janet Jackson and Two Siblings Still Want Michael Jackson’s Executors Out
Janet Jackson and siblings Rebbie and Randy are not stopping the fight to overturn Michael Jackson’s Will. They seem to have lost Jermaine, however. Janet put a statement from their lawyer, Blair Brown (not the famous actress) on her website, in which she and the remaining three vowed to keep fighting for “what Michael wanted.” What Michael wanted, however, was for all them to go away, and not be interested in his money. Paris Jackson Tweeted something to that effect today. Janet Jackson is no longer “the normal Jackson.” Her interest in this is peculiar to say the least. So is her antipathy to Michael’s co-executor John McClain. Without McClain, Janet would never have had a singing career. At this point, she’d be better off writing Randy a check and shutting this thing down. Janet, Randy, and Rebbie’s letter is beyond clueless. They’re claiming the estate is managed badly. When Michael was alive, he was the defendant in dozens of lawsuits, and had nearly $400 million in debts. He had no home. Since he died, the estate has earned hundreds of millions of dollars; his children are secure for life. What the heck are these people talking about? Here’s a reproduction of the letter:

Musical “Diner” with Sheryl Crow Music Downsizing for 2013 Tony Run
“Diner,” the musical version of Barry Levinson’s classic 1983 movie, is downsizing. Producers announced that the show, with music by Sheryl Crowe, is cancelling its fall run in San Francisco that was designed for a big Broadway house. Unlike “Spider Man,” “Diner” is going small. (No one will fly in the diner.) So the show is retooling for a four week workshop in New York that will put it in a smaller theater in New York. They may try to do San Francisco briefly before opening on April 10, 2013 on Broadway. This could mean many things- they’ve had trouble raising money for a bigger production, let’s say. But smaller is always better. And “Diner” was an intimate movie, so a smaller show would be welcome. All my favorite Broadway people are involved including director/choreographer Kathleen Marshall and Oscar winning lighting designer Peter Kaczorowski. Here’s hoping for a great show, and a song called “Are You Eating That?” (If you know the movie, it’s Paul Reiser’s line.)
Rosie O’Donnell Reveals Painful Story of Fiancee’s Illness
For many weeks I’ve kept the secret that Rosie O’Donnell’s beloved fiancee was very ill. I can tell you that lovely Michelle Rounds became ill on May 13th and was rushed to the hospital. Ever since then it’s been back and forth as tumors keep re-forming inside her. Rosie had managed to keep the whole thing quiet, but I guess someone found out. She’s posted a poem to her blog and indicates that the tabloids were about to pounce. Here’s the poem. The tumors are called Desmoid Tumors. http://www.dtrf.org/#
from rosie.com:
took mish 2 malibu
drove to napa
stopped in big sur
heaven on earth
it was a honeymoon
before the wedding
pure bliss
we laughed loved listened
then blink – it begins
on mothers day
morning pain
that won’t let up
we wander thru the maze of medical mystery
confused – scared
mish gets even smaller
i get even bigger – sugar my solace
i wake many mornings
in a darkened room
on a roll away cot
with good n plenty stuck in my matted hair
undiagnosed – again and again
her pain grew worse
it seemed impossible
no one knew what was wrong
life changes in an instant
desmoid tumors
odd and curious beasts
strong and sneaky
a non cancer that acts cancerous
only 900 cases a year in the US
an orphan disease – beyond rare
only 3 people per million get this
michelle is one of them
she is recovering from surgery in june
getting stronger every day
we have joined the fight against this disease
raising money and awareness
we had to postpone our wedding
re scheduled for next summer
in lieu of gifts –
we ask for donations
good thoughts
wishes
prayers
all welcomed
“Spider Man” On Broadway: Patrick Page Exits, Plus Producers Can’t Find London Home
Patrick Page, the Tony nominated actor who stole “Spider Man: Turn off the Dark,” is leaving the show. He’s been with it for almost two years and was never injured–that we know of. Page stole every performance, and was the real star of “Spider Man.” His role was actually increased in size when the show retooled in the spring of 2011. Alas, the Green Goblin aka Norman Osbourne, has had enough of tinkling the giant piano keys on stage while aerialists all around him flew by. His last show is this weekend, and he’ll be replaced by Robert Cuccioli of “Jekyll and Hyde” fame. Patrick Page is married to TV’s Page Davis, by the way, making her Page Page. She and Lauren Lauren (originally Bush) should start a club!
Anyway, reports from London are that “Spider Man” cannot find a home there. No exiting theater is suitable. They’re not big enough. They’d either have to build a theater or put on the show in the O2 Arena. This may be a problem everywhere. And if theaters are hard to find, “Spider Man” will face financial trouble. Its whole model is about bringing it to other cities. Of course, the producers will have to pay creator Julie Taymor royalties if they do set up shop elsewhere. It was decided in arbitration that she wrote the show. She’s still suing over her copyright, however.
Meryl Streep, Tommy Lee Jones “Hope Springs” Is Oscar Material
This is not Oscar season, and no movie released on August 8th is supposed to be award worthy. This is the month of action and shtick. Yet, “Hope Springs,” which didn’t look so promising on the outside, turns out to be a lovely winner. David Frankel, who made “The Devil Wears Prada,” returns again with Meryl Streep, this time opposite Tommy Lee Jones. Where “Prada” was full of guffaws and punchlines, “Hope Springs” turns out to be what we used to called serio-comedy. It’s serious, but with well placed laughs. What really makes it stand out is the restraint throughout–where it could be maudlin or cliched, “Hope Springs” has the lightest touch.
I guess the actors–Streep, Jones and Steve Carell–really make the difference. Streep and Jones are Kay and Arnold Soames, married 31 years, living in Omaha. All the passion has gone out of their marriage. They sleep in separate rooms now that the kids are gone. Kay, realizing that her life is at a standstill, brings Arnie to a week long intensive couples therapy in Maine run by a famed shrink, played by Carell. Hilarity does not ensue. They do not meet the Fokkers or any other colorful characters. Carell, as Dr. Feld, is straightforward and honest. This is not a comedy about marriage camp.
Indeed, there are plenty of nice laughs that all make sense. But Kay and Arnie have real, relate-able problems. Streep and Jones, who are in almost every scene together, not only have chemistry. It’s like they’re bring all their collective experience to this relationship. It’s easy now to say “Meryl Streep is great.” Yes, she’s great. But what she does in inventing Kay– unlike Margaret Thatcher and Julia Child, Kay is fictional–is really genius. Her entire demeanor and look, her voice, her walk, are a whole construct. She’s never wrong. It’s like watching Vladimir Horowitz play the piano. I guess she’ll be nominated for everything. Who cares now? Streep is beyond that.
And Tommy Lee Jones is perfection as the curmudgeonly husband who’s living in fear but can’t express it. We know him, He’s our neighbor. But he’s also not someone you’ve really seen on screen before, except maybe glimpses of him in Jones’s role in “Company Men.” When Jones and Streep are sitting on opposite ends of Carell’s couch, watch Jones try to escape into a corner of it. It’s very subtle, and very rich.
So “Hope Springs.” Big Sony is bringing this out on August 8th. A story about a pair of 60 year olds. No unclothed sex. No cursing. No action. It’s a movie for adults. If you miss this film in theaters, you’ll regret it.
Katherine Jackson tells Court About Kidnapping: iPad Taken Away, Room Phone Disconnected
Katherine Jackson had to file an affadavit today with Judge Mitchell Beckloff to explain why she left her three grandchildren without a guardian for 10 days. Mrs. Jackson was restored to co-guardianship with grandson TJ. But she also finally ‘fessed up to what happened to her on that trip to Arizona and it’s not pretty. Jackson tells the court that was supposed to go to New Mexico, but wound up in Tucson. When she got to Miraval Spa, her Ipad was taken away.The phone in her room was unplugged and her television had no picture.
“While there was a telephone in my room, the telephone was not functioning. and I could not dial out,” Mrs. Jackson writes of her stay at Miraval, a very expensive spa with phones in every room. This column was first to report that fact. Miraval may have to answer questions about how they let this go on. The TV didn’t work. An 82 year old woman was cut off from the outside world in their spa against her will. “Despite repeated requests,” she says, the television was never fixed.
Mrs. Jackson also states that she was never informed that Perry Sanders, her attorney, had flown to Tucson to see her. Janet and Jermaine Jackson, who met Sanders at Miraval, refused to let him in. They also told him that certain parts of the hotel had no phones. It was an elaborate lie by them to isolate their mother.
Mrs. Jackson says that she was kept from speaking to Paris, Prince, Blanket and TJ until the night before she left Tucson. “I was permitted” to speak to them, she says. This differs completely from what she told ABC News with Jermaine, Janet and Randy at her side in Tucscon while an ABC News producer recorded her written statement. ABC also agreed not to ask questions. The wording of Mrs. Jackson’s statement certainly suggests that she was under duress. ABC was complicit in trying to get an exclusive. “I trusted the people I was with to be honest with me,” Mrs. Jackson says. They clearly were not.”I never would have gone such a long time without communicating with [my grandchildren].”
Did Tom Cruise Put the Kibosh on Suri Attending Catholic School?
Did Tom Cruise short circuit Katie Holmes’s plans to send daughter Suri to Catholic School? Remember earlier last month it was widely reported that Suri would be attending the Convent of the Sacred Heart, which is near Katie’s apartment in Chelsea on Seventh Avenue? That dream seems to have died.
If Life & Style magazine is right, Suri is now going to be in the first ever class of the new Avenues school, also in Chelsea. Avenues is non denominational. It’s also run by Chris Whittle as part of his Edison Project, with former Yale University head Benno Schmidt as CEO. Whittle, who owned Esquire magazine back before cell phones, went off to start schools all over the country.
Holmes is Catholic and wanted Suri in a Catholic school. But Cruise –as anyone knows who isn’t living in a space ship–is a Scientologist. He told Diane Sawyer once that there are “Jewish Scientologists and Catholic Scientologists. We’re just Scientologists.” If Holmes disallowed Suri from Scientology school, Cruise may have countered with anti-Catholic request. Hence, Avenues. Calls to Holmes’s publicist were not returned. Either way, Suri should do fine with an Edison school. And she won’t have to wear a uniform!
Dusty Springfield Getting the New York Musical Treatment this Fall
The late wonderful, astounding Dusty Springfield is finally coming to near-Broadway. Writer-performer-producer Kirsten Holly Smith will play her in a show at New World Stages this fall called “Forever Dusty.” If the show takes off and gets good reviews, expect it to move over to Broadway a la the current Judy Garland show. Forever Dusty will be produced by Jorja Fox, Leslie Brockett, Jane Gullong, and Sandalphon Productions, with executive producer Eva Price of Maximum Entertainment Productions. I know that Dusty’s manager Vicky Wickham would not let this happen if she didn’t think Smith were good. So cross your fingers.
And here’s a YouTube video to give us an idea:
Exclusive: Hear Mariah Carey’s New Single, “Triumphant”
EXCLUSIVE: here are the lyrics to Mariah Carey’s new single, “Triumphant.” The song will be streaming at 3:45pm Eastern time on www.mariahcarey.com
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K_Lx9_5tPdQ
Triumphant (Get ‘Em)
Get Em, Get Em, Get Em (Go)
Hit Em, Hit Em, Hit Em (Go)
Get Em, Get Em, Get Em (Go)
Hit Em, Hit Em, Hit Em (Go)
Get Em, Get Em, Get Em (Go)
Hit Em, Hit Em, Hit Em (Go)
They told me get em, I got em,
I swear this word to my father
And the only way to make it to the top
If you go and get it from the bottom
And I ain’t never asked for no hand outs
You won’t carry me, no Mariah
These haters love when I was dead broke
But they ain’t made at me,
I’m on fire and I’m gon’ burn
And I ain’t gon’ learn,
I remember they said that it ain’t my turn
But it ain’t confirmed, then the tables turned
Just look at me now, try to hold me down
But I ain’t gon’ stop, cause I’m gon’ climb
To the mountain top, to the mountain top, now let go
Can’t fall down stay triumphant keep on living
Stay on your toes
Get off the ropes
Don’t let em ever count you out
Realize all things are possible
In your heart who’s the greatest
Reach for the stars
Be all that you are
And make em all fall down
Path that I choose flashing camera’s as I pose
Throwing big money as she dances on the pole
Lime green Lamborghini dances in the road
License still suspended, no I never stop for tolls
Born slick talker, twice a week shopper
Blow a hundred wreck she don’t know a footlocker
Red bottom boss house big as Baltimore
With a blonde bombshell tryin to bomb with your boy
In the James Bond Beamer chrome wheel two seater
Smoking like Pimp C, spoken like a trill ni**a
On a cloudy day baby I can make it rain
Rubber band, 50 grand bet it brighten up your day
Came from humble beginnings
Then was Hummers and Benzes
Now it’s hundred and millions this is only the beginning
A don, a diva, the bomb achiever
The one believer, the game gets deeper
Can’t fall down stay triumphant keep on living
Stay on your toes
Get off the ropes
Don’t let em ever count you out
Realize all things are possible
In your heart who’s the greatest
Reach for the stars
Be all that you are
And make em all fall down
Get Em, Get Em, Get Em (Go)
Hit Em, Hit Em, Hit Em (Go)
Get Em, Get Em, Get Em (Go)
Hit Em, Hit Em, Hit Em (Go)
Get Em, Get Em, Get Em (Go)
Hit Em, Hit Em, Hit Em (Go)
Get Em, Get Em, Get Em (Go)
Hit Em, Hit Em, Hit Em (Go)
Can’t fall down now, so even when clouds surround you
And everyone seems to doubt you
Baby still know who you are
So you gotta keep on climbing
In spite of the chains that bind you
You can see the mountain top
It’s not too far
Can’t fall down stay triumphant keep on living
Stay on your toes
Get off the rope
Don’t let em ever count you out
Realize all things are possible
In your heart who’s the greatest
Reach for the stars
Be all that you are
And make em all fall down
Can’t fall down stay triumphant keep on living
(get em, get em, get em)
Stay on your toes get off the ropes
(stay on your toes)
Don’t let em ever count you out
(no, no, no, no)
(get em, get em, get em, get em go)
Realize all things are possible
In your heart who’s the greatest
Reach for the stars
Be all that you are
And make em all fall down
