Gosh, if I was there. The questions I could’ve asked
To the Editor,
Gosh, I would have loved to be in the Cowboy Corner Cafe when Bill Murray was in there (Register-Pajaronian, Feb. 15). I would have loved to query him about the making of “Goundhog Day,” and ask pertinent questions about his motivation and characterization in playing Phil Connors, weatherman. And what caused the rift between him and director Harold Ramis and why they were not talking during the making of the film.
Gosh, I would have loved to be at the Watsonville Municipal Airport when John Travolta signed autographs and posed for a few snapshots before flying back to Morgan Hill (R-P, May 28, 1982). I would have asked him if he erred in accepting the role as a young drifter who hooks up with a rich, older woman in Malibu. The film “Moment by Moment” came out late in 1978, the year, which arguably is the best year any actor in the history of Hollywood has ever had. In 1978, two Travolta vehicles, “Saturday Night Fever” and “Grease,” were all over movie screens and their soundtracks emanated from radios. Travolta, at that moment, may have been the biggest star in the history of movie stars. And, yet he closed out the year by being in one of Hollywood’s all-time bombs.
Gosh, I would have loved to be in Pajaro when Clint Eastwood posed for photographs and signed autographs in the parking lot (R-P, Dec. 1, 1980). I would have relished posing questions about two of his earliest films (and personal favorites) from 1955, “Revenge of the Creature” and “Tarantula.”
Gosh, I would have loved to be at Ramsay Park when Mick Jagger was there after the 1989 quake. I would have examined him regarding the mysterious death of his bandmate Brian Jones. Maybe Mick could have lent some light on the subject. Evidently, Jagger and Keith Richards wanted the erratic and drug addicted Jones out of the band, just around the time Jones “drowned” in a swimming pool.
I guess, considering the line of questioning I would have loved to pose, Bill Murray, John Travolta, Clint Eastwood and Mick Jagger lucked out that I wasn’t there when they came to Watsonville.