I'm A Very Good Screamer,

I'll Have That Inscribed On My Damn Grave. I Still Get Stopped For Being Lois Lane, And I'm 60 And Have Two Grandchildren. So It's Kind Of Weird.

It Was A Wonderful Time To Be Young. The 1960s Didn't End Until About 1976. We All Believed In Make Love Not War - We Were Idealistic Innocents, Darling, Despite The Drugs And Sex. We Were Sweet Lovely People Who Wanted To Throw Out All The Staid Institutions Who Placed Money And Wars Above All Else. When You're Young You Think That's How Life Works. None Of Us Were Famous, We Were Broke. We Didn't Think They'd Be Writing Books About Us In 30 Years. We Were Just Kids Doing The Right Thing.

I Do Remember When I First Read The Script Of The 92 In The Shade. I Was In The House At Nicholas Beach, And That Gang Was Starting To Break Up, And I Read This Terribly Well-written Dialogue, Not Figuring Out That Films Are About Structure And The Thing Was Totally Unstructured, And I Thought, "who Is This Writer? God, He's Great."

I Was Saying To Paul Schrader That He Missed The Idealism And The Passion Of That Era In Hollywood, But Also In American Life, That '60s Sense Of Optimism And Hope.

I Remember When We Were Doing The Love Scene In Some Kind Of Hero, We Got In Bed Nervously. Then He Looked Up, And It Was Very Genuine, And He Went, " Richard Pryor's In Bed With Lois Lane!" And It Was So Cute!