Reading Peter Biskind’s Easy Riders, Raging Bulls right now and during the Bogdonovich/Last Picture Show chapter, Biskind describes Cybill Shepherd as such:
“She was big (five foot nine) and robust, radiating health and wholesomeness. With blond hair, pert nose, and creamy complexion, she was stunningly beautiful.”
And later:
“She sat on the floor told him she was reading Dostoyevsky, but when he asked her which book, she couldn’t remember the title. As she searched her memory, he couldn’t help but notice that she was toying with one of those flowers that come in the small vase with breakfast. ‘There was something so casually destructive about it,’ Bogdonovich decided later. ‘It seemed to imply the kind of woman who doesn’t mean to be cruel to men, but who is.’
Times change, huh? Age is a mean and scurrilous beast.
