The Liz Smith Column | 06/21/2009 11:00 pm
The Liz Smith Interview With Angie Dickinson: From Elizabeth Edwards to – Donald Duck?!
Angie Dickinson on her new movie, her ‘Police Woman’ days, cell phones, privacy, Elizabeth Edwards and – Donald Duck!?

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"This was fine, this was just fine, but I think I’ve had it as a character actress. Next time I want to play Meryl Streep’s mother in the sequel to ‘The Devil Wears Prada.’ Lots of makeup and big hair and dangly earrings!"
That’s the great Angie Dickinson, laughing over her role in the new Hallmark movie, "Mending Fences," which airs on July 18.
In it, Angie, she of "Rio Bravo," "Pretty Maids All in a Row," "Big Bad Mama," "Dressed to Kill" and, but of course, TV’s "Police Woman" fame, plays a rural woman fighting the encroachments of unsavory city folk who are out to ruin her town. She also faces failing eyesight. She is very convincing, but – as she is wont – brushes aside compliments. "I was … OK."
"I liked that the character was stubborn, and I would have welcomed more of that in her, but as she is going blind, you can only be so stubborn, you know. She was frightened, naturally, about losing her eyesight. I even wore boots a size too small – they killed my feet! – so I would move more awkwardly, be more hesitant, as I assume one would as sight fails." Angie even changed her vocal cadence, because the famous, slightly scratchy, sexy voice I hear over the phone now sounds nothing like the wary quilt-making lady of "Mending Fences."
Angie says, "Look, this is Reader’s Digest fare – good Reader’s Digest. But I’d rather have a role with more meat, more action. I wish Hallmark did movies like that. But I’m not complaining. It’s work and the Hallmark people were really lovely to me."

Angie Dickinson in "Mending Fences"/Image courtesy of Hallmark
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Angie Dickinson is one of the great women, broads and just plain people you’d ever hope to meet. She came up in Hollywood just as the old studio system was fading out, and the industry never quite knew what to do with her. She was wry, enigmatic, a knockout, but not at all cookie-cutter in her looks, and always there was some tense vulnerability, some holding back. She did so much with her voice and her eyes. (This vulnerability is what made the fate of her "Dressed to Kill" character all the more shocking and heartbreaking.)
Angie, though modest, recognizes this quality in herself. "I don’t think I’m ever that convincing as a ‘bad woman.’ I am very sensitive and I care a lot, and I think that comes through no matter how I’m cast." She laughs: "Maybe all it means is that I’m not such a great actress!" She is, but that elusive quality – not to mention the killer legs immortalized on the cover of Esquire in 1966 – sometimes obscured her talent. (In case you don’t know, it was Angie opposite Frank Sinatra in the original "Ocean’s Eleven." And I’m sure even the wonderful Julia Roberts, who played the same role in the remake, would agree Angie aced that character!) And I must say, Angie was quite wicked – and campy! – in the fabulous cult 1993 TV miniseries "Wild Palms."

Image: Esquire
Her special vibe also infused "Police Woman," the groundbreaking TV series that put her on the map, as a star to be reckoned with, at long last. (There would be no Mariska Hargitay on "Law & Order: SVU" without Angie’s Sgt. Pepper Anderson.) Angie says, "I loved that role, and I think it would be hard to cast and write for today – that combination of courage, wit and heart that she had." Angie is happy that "Police Woman’s" first season (her favorite) is finally out on DVD, but we both bemoaned the odd way these shows are released, in piecemeal. The star says, "If they think there’s an audience, though maybe a limited one, why not simply release all four seasons with a big bang, a box set?"
That’s the great Angie Dickinson, laughing over her role in the new Hallmark movie, "Mending Fences," which airs on July 18.
In it, Angie, she of "Rio Bravo," "Pretty Maids All in a Row," "Big Bad Mama," "Dressed to Kill" and, but of course, TV’s "Police Woman" fame, plays a rural woman fighting the encroachments of unsavory city folk who are out to ruin her town. She also faces failing eyesight. She is very convincing, but – as she is wont – brushes aside compliments. "I was … OK."
"I liked that the character was stubborn, and I would have welcomed more of that in her, but as she is going blind, you can only be so stubborn, you know. She was frightened, naturally, about losing her eyesight. I even wore boots a size too small – they killed my feet! – so I would move more awkwardly, be more hesitant, as I assume one would as sight fails." Angie even changed her vocal cadence, because the famous, slightly scratchy, sexy voice I hear over the phone now sounds nothing like the wary quilt-making lady of "Mending Fences."
Angie says, "Look, this is Reader’s Digest fare – good Reader’s Digest. But I’d rather have a role with more meat, more action. I wish Hallmark did movies like that. But I’m not complaining. It’s work and the Hallmark people were really lovely to me."

Angie Dickinson in "Mending Fences"/Image courtesy of Hallmark
***
Angie Dickinson is one of the great women, broads and just plain people you’d ever hope to meet. She came up in Hollywood just as the old studio system was fading out, and the industry never quite knew what to do with her. She was wry, enigmatic, a knockout, but not at all cookie-cutter in her looks, and always there was some tense vulnerability, some holding back. She did so much with her voice and her eyes. (This vulnerability is what made the fate of her "Dressed to Kill" character all the more shocking and heartbreaking.)
Angie, though modest, recognizes this quality in herself. "I don’t think I’m ever that convincing as a ‘bad woman.’ I am very sensitive and I care a lot, and I think that comes through no matter how I’m cast." She laughs: "Maybe all it means is that I’m not such a great actress!" She is, but that elusive quality – not to mention the killer legs immortalized on the cover of Esquire in 1966 – sometimes obscured her talent. (In case you don’t know, it was Angie opposite Frank Sinatra in the original "Ocean’s Eleven." And I’m sure even the wonderful Julia Roberts, who played the same role in the remake, would agree Angie aced that character!) And I must say, Angie was quite wicked – and campy! – in the fabulous cult 1993 TV miniseries "Wild Palms."

Image: Esquire
Her special vibe also infused "Police Woman," the groundbreaking TV series that put her on the map, as a star to be reckoned with, at long last. (There would be no Mariska Hargitay on "Law & Order: SVU" without Angie’s Sgt. Pepper Anderson.) Angie says, "I loved that role, and I think it would be hard to cast and write for today – that combination of courage, wit and heart that she had." Angie is happy that "Police Woman’s" first season (her favorite) is finally out on DVD, but we both bemoaned the odd way these shows are released, in piecemeal. The star says, "If they think there’s an audience, though maybe a limited one, why not simply release all four seasons with a big bang, a box set?"
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I get up at five a.m. and not only is Liz Smith back, but with a bang. Angie Dickinson. The words "class act" always attached to her name. I always had the sense men not only adored her, like Johnny Carson, but they respected her on an equal footing. If Carson lobbed one to her, he knew she’d hit it out of the park.
She also became an activist in understanding and researching Alzheimers. Since I saw my own mother through that terrible disease (early onset-rapid progression,) I was always grateful Ms. Dickinson was out there speaking up on the subject. Thank you for alerting us of her latest work. I am sure I am not alone in saying I wish she was more present in film and on television.
As for Boston on August 2nd? I had a professor when I was about 17. He was from Richmond, Virginia. One day we were studying the Romantic poets (he predicted I would fall in love with all of them. I did.) He turned his gaze to me, paused, and said, (my last name but drawled with syrup,) "When you go to a party you must wear red. You also must stand in the center of the room." I already knew the lessons of red from Auntie Mame—you have to wear it, not let it wear you. Just remember that yellow is the first color to catch the human eye, and I would throw in from my vault a well known fight at the time between Raquel Welch and Mae West during the filming of Myra Breckinridge. They both wanted to wear white during filming, knowing it would draw the eye. Mae won out, with a stipulation in her contract only she could wear white. Raquel got around "that," by wearing the palest, palest blue. I was a little sponge as a child.
Thank you for the wonderful interview, Ms. Smith. …and for Ms. Dickinson, I’ll channel my old professor and say, "Wear something bright. Razzle dazzle them. You’ll already be the center of attention."
This is for you, W C, apropos of falling in love with all the Romantic Poets:
SHELLY
When I was twenty the one true
free spirit I had heard of was Shelly.
Shelly, who wrote tracts advocating
atheism, free love, the emancipation
of women, the abolition of wealth and class,
and poems on the bliss of romantic love,
Shelly, who, I learned later, perhaps
almost too late, remarried Harriet,
then pregnant with their second child,
and a few months later ran off wth Mary,
already pregnant herself, bringing
with them Mary’s stepsister Claire,
who very likely also became his lover,
and in this malaise á trois , which Shelly
had imagined would be a "paradise of exiles,"
they lived, along with the spectre of Harriet,
who drowned herself in the Serpentine,
and of Mary’s half sister Fanny,
who killed herself, maybe for unrequited
love of Shelly, and with the spirits
of adorned but often neglected
children conceived incidentally
in the pursuit of Eros–––Harriet’s
Lanthe and Charles, denied to Shelly
and consigned to foster parents; Mary’s
Clara, dead at one; her Willmouse,
Shelly’s favorite, dead at three; Elena,
the baby in Naples, almost surely
Shelly’s own, whom he "adopted"
and then left behind, dead at one and a half;
Allegra, Claire’s daughter by Byron,
whom Byron sent off to the convent
at Bagnacavello at four, dead at five––
and in those days, before I knew
any of this, I thought I followed Shelly;
who thought he was following radiant desire.
–––Galway Kinnell
Sort of a backhanded compliment to the Hallmark folks, especially considering that she hasn’t worked for awhile at all (as far as I know).
I do appreciate the fact that she does not intend to write a tell-all book. I hope she sticks to that.
Deena B.,
Talk about biting the hand that feeds you. There are so many out of work actresses who would’ve jumped at the opportunity. This was a backhanded compliment.
Originally, I wanted to say welcome back to the screen Angie. However, her spirit of ingratitude ruined it for me. We live in society where everyone feels so da-n entitled!
In addition, Dickenson was conversing with a long-time friend who knows Dickinson’s character as an actress, a mother, a woman who has enjoyed the company of celebrity and status. No, I didn’t sense any self-aggrandizement on Dickinson’s part ( get it, ‘part’. Ah, who doesn’t love word play.) Perhaps just a touch of yearning to find those ‘meaty’ roles she once had and are now more elusive for women of a certain age.
Once, years ago, we were on Del Mar Beach when I recognized Angie Dickinson sitting with her young daughter, both in big hats and sunglasses. Then Burt Bacharach joined them, and I was just so tempted to ask, ‘Do you know the way to San Jose?’, which, of course, I thought terribly clever. On the other hand, my husband pointed out that I would be better served if I just left the family to their privacy, and, if I must, hum the rest of the way down the beach. that’s what I did, but when I see or read about Dickinson, I remember that time by the Pacific.
So good to have you back, Liz.
Peace and grace
I see your point, Deena - I guess she could have been more gracious. She probably just said it in an appeal to be offered that kind of a role in the future and had not meant to offend in any way (she did say "good’ Reader’s Digest, right?). Signed: Pollyanna : )