Word: russo
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Suddenly, though, weird things started happening. A line drive on the final out of the seventh by New York's Marius Russo shattered the kneecap of Fat Freddie Fitzsimmons, who had shut out the Yankees in Game Three. New York scored the deciding run via four straight singles off luckless reliever Hugh Casey in the eighth...
...getting a little too comfortable playing the man with the big bucks, and The Thomas Crown Affair is a case in point. The story of a Wall Street mogul turned art thief and the insurance investigator who loves him, Thomas Crown depends on the chemistry between Brosnan and Rene Russo, his investigator/lover. The scenes of high adventure and art thievery that overwhelmed the movies trailer is largely confined to the first half-hour of the film. The rest rides on stolen glances and whispered phrases. At least on Brosnan's part, those glances and phrases all seem a bit tedious...
...pleasant surprise. Pierce Brosnan has no intention of demonstrating any range over his career, but that's fine with me as long as he continues to find intriguing costars like Rene Russo to play off of. Russo is one of Hollywood's best kept secrets. Almost every movie she's in (save that monkey mess Buddy) is a bonafide hit. But Russo tends to hide her beauty (even though, ironically enough, she once was a supermodel) by taking goofy roles--she's usually a clumsy, awkward underdog. In Thomas Crown, she leads with her sexuality, and the chemistry she ignites...
Michael Kors, however, in his second collection for the French house of Celine, managed to capture the real spirit of the age: an unabashed appreciation of money. This is not to suggest that Kors, who is responsible for the distractingly elegant ensembles worn by Rene Russo in The Thomas Crown Affair, is in any way a proponent of the garish. The Kors aesthetic is one of beguiling luxury, and his Celine line--with its dramatic but unfussy suits, plush cashmere turtleneck sweaters, buttery leather coats and simply cut beaded gowns--is meant for the woman more than pleased with...
Raised in Burbank, Calif., and discovered at 17 by an agent who spotted her from his car after a Rolling Stones concert, Russo suffered some tough breaks: a deadbeat dad, childhood scoliosis, spiritually bankrupt if well-paid years as a top cover girl. Things are better now, thanks to her faith and family life with screenwriter husband Dan Gilroy and five-year-old daughter Rose. Though Russo has yet to carry a film on her own (her sole effort was the failed kid flick Buddy), she still takes home $5 million a picture. Next she branches out to broad comedy...