If he’s at a premiere, benefit, or awards how, he’s working take all the photos you want. I have to agree with George Clooney on this subject. which is adjacent to the Westwood Village Memorial Park Cemetery. They even went so far as to intrude on Natalie Wood’s funeral, snapping photos from the parking lot behind the Avco Theater on Wilshire Blvd. Their feeling is you are a public figure and fair game regardless of the circumstances. Sadly it is not against the law in Beverly Hills, or Hollywood for that matter, for Paparazzi to be intrusive on the lives of celebrities. I sat for several more minutes before driving away.
I thought your guests might want to know.” I don’t recall if he responded, but I turned and went back to my car. “I’m a fan…I just wanted to tell you there are people with camera’s setting up outside. Lionel Stander’s voice came over the intercom asking who I was. I became so enraged I got out of the car, crossed the street, and went up to the porch, ringing the bell. Within a few minutes other Paparazzo arrived and set up. McDowell and his friend immediately did an about face and returned to the house. I felt physically ill watching this distasteful display.
Two men suddenly got out of the car with a camera and a long lens that looked like a cannon and began to set up. It was then I spied as a white Porsche about half way p the block. I think they appreciated it greatly.Īs I sat in my car debating whether I should go up to the door or not, Roddy McDowell and a companion came out of the house and started to walk North up the street. It has served me well in situations like this, treating celebrities like ordinary people. I had met celebrities before and I was thankful that I was brought up to be polite and respectful. We chatted briefly, I managing not to gush like a star-struck fan. She was warm and friendly, not what one would expect from Hollywood Royalty. She was petite and stunningly youthful, greeting me with those big brown eyes and a friendly smile. To my surprise Natalie Wood came out on the porch and accepted the package. The first time I went I crossed the driveway to the white barred front porch and range the bell fully expecting a maid to respond. Natalie Wood was the spokesperson for Revlon at the time and was delivering print ad materials to the house. Our client was Revlon who were based in Hollywood across from the Chinese Theater. Why was I so distraught at her passing? Because when I was working for Fleet Messenger I had delivered material to the house on two separate occasions. A few moments later a brown Cadillac pulled up and parked behind me and Robert Conrad (The Wild, Wild West) jumped out and ran across the street and went inside.
I just sat in my car and stared at the house. N.Canon Drive, the home of Natalie Wood and Robert Wagner. I was so stunned that I pulled over and parked in front of 603. It was around noon when I heard the news report of the death of Natalie Wood. to stay away from traffic and would take Camelita Ave.
As was my habit I would avoid Sunset and Santa Monica Blvds. I was living in Brentwood on the West side of Los Angeles and was heading over to my friends Ira Knopf’s place in West Hollywood. The official cause of death was drowning, but to this day there are still questions about her demise. bucket.Sunday, Novemwas the day Natalia Nikolaevna Zakharenko, better known as Natalie Wood, died. lected>a.pg-vertical-entertainment.pg-section.
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