My Hollywood Memory : Sean Connery and Michael Caine

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  • Terry

    (Hollywood Memory)


    The year is 1983.

    Two new James Bond films are slated for release, one of which will star the one, the only, SEAN CONNERY, while the other one sports Jolly Roger Moore.

    Never Say Never Again VS Octopussy, and I am one of the original James Bond fanatics--so, how can I possibly miss out on the opportunity to attend the WORLD PREMIERE of Connery’s flick? The premiere was to be held at the Mann National Theater in Westwood California.

    Was I excited or what?!


    Tickets were impossible to obtain--UNLESS--you had contacts in “the Biz” and fortunately for me, I did. I was friends with a celebrity photographer at the time, Dick Zimmerman, and he owed me a favor. Zimmerman, a Scientologist, shot top celebs for magazine covers and publicity events. He was invited to everything, of course.

    Terry: “Dick, let me get right to the point without pretext: I need 2 tickets to Never Say Never. Can you get them for me?”

    Zimmerman: “No. Everybody who's anybody will show up. Even people who used to be somebody will show up. Hell, people who nobody has heard of in years will want tickets. So, I’m sorry--I can’t help you. I’m using my tickets for myself.”

    Terry: “Dick--do I have to say the magic words?”

    Zimmerman: “What--what magic words?”

    Terry: “You know.”

    Zimmerman: “What the fuck are you talking about? What are these magic words?”

    Terry: “Okay. You have left me no choice. YOU OWE ME.”

    Zimmerman: (Silence.)

    Terry: “So, when can I pick them up?”

    Zimmerman: (Pouting) “Tomorrow at noon at my studio. Bastard!”

    Terry: “Thank you, Dickie-bird!”

    Zimmerman: “Fuck you.”


    Now I know you are curious.
    So here it is. I was friends with set decorators from MGM Studios and I came up with the idea of putting Zimmerman together with those guys for the purpose of using Zimmerman’s photography studio (a fabulous location) for shooting TV and feature films.
    The studio was in close proximity to MGM and Zimmerman would pick up $$ (covertly paid without tax liability) for the use of his location after hours. A sweet deal for both parties.
    Favor done. Favor owed.

    What did I get out of it? Well, if you are paying attention: TICKETS to the world premiere of Never Say Never Again with Sean Connery!


    I was living in Redondo Beach, California at the time in a condominium not all that far from the ocean. I mean, if you step out on the sundeck, squint your eyes, crane your neck around the side of the condo, and the light was j-u-s-t right, you could glimpse into the Pacific Ocean.
    Sort of.
    Pretty neat, eh?
    I told my wife, Jadzia (Yah-jah) “Wear something very ‘Hollywood’ because we’re going to a Premiere!”
    She had something slinky and gorgeous, of course, and off we zoomed in the FIAT convertible (top down) for the dream event of my lifetime!


    Zimmerman was right!

    Every breathing Hollywood relic appeared for the klieg lights, cameras and Entertainment Tonight stroll by microphone interviews. Some of these old stars, up close, didn’t appear to be human--so much make-up and face-lift engineering had gone into their facade of glamor.

    Zsa Zsa Gabor, for example. When the lights hit her cheeks, they gleamed like the leather on a tuck n’ roll seat cover in an old Rolls Royce. She wore a red silk sort of Chinese thingy and her diamond earrings dangled like chandeliers from the Paris Opera.

    Dudley Moore appeared bedazzled by the hubbub, standing next to his 6 ft. tall blonde date, Susan Anton (who did all the talking).

    The question of the night asked by newsy folks: “When have you said 'Never Again?"

    Susan Anton: (Nodding toward little Dudley) “I said I’d never go out with HIM again.”

    Zsa Zsa: “I said I’d never again divorce!” (She had 9 husbands!)

    Robert Culp: “I said I’d never do I SPY again.” (He later said he would and then changed his mind)

    Neil Simon: “I have never said never. Well, just once. No, I never have.”

    Larry Hagman: (Gesturing toward his wife, Maj, next to him). “I said I’d never get a divorce and we’ve been married 29 years.”

    Michael Caine: “I said I’d never again go to a movie premiere...and here I am.”


    Movie premieres are silly but fantastic fun!

    This one was a charity event for the WCIL (Westside Community for Independent Living).

    My wife Jadzia and I arrived early so we’d nab great seats.

    My coerced Zimmerman tickets were in the V.I.P. section, as it turned out.

    We didn’t have to worry about reserving a good spot.

    We elected to stand just inside the front entrance rather than outside on the sidewalk with all the chaos and commotion.
    A-list celebrities would perforce enter directly in front of us!

    Co-star Barbara Carrera is the epitome of stunning in her red dress and sleek black hair and flashing eyes.
    HOWEVER--my eyes were riveted on Sean and Michael!
    As they walk past us, I fell in behind as close as I could without looking like an idiot.

    I felt a tug at my elbow--my wife had clutched my arm and yanked me backward.

    “Don’t abandon me like that--it’s rude!”

    Well--oops. I did have a pretty good excuse. How often would I find myself standing next to Sean Connery and Michael Caine?
    (The answer to that is contained in the title to this story.)


    The two of us were starving.
    I elected to buy a large container of buttery popcorn. We stood rooted near the entrance, munching away as half of Hollywood's elite traipsed past us--staring at the popcorn with envious eyes, I might add.

    What happened next, is just plain nuts.

    Golden Hollywood era actress and red-haired Rhonda Fleming (carefully preserved at the age of 60) marched up to my wife and with her flouncy out-of-date evening gown and teased hair confronting us directly with hands on hips.
    As nutty as it sounds, this lady was acting as a kind of bully. (I can’t tolerate bullies.)

    Rhonda: “You aren’t allowed to eat down here during the ceremony.”

    Terry: “Hi, Rhonda.”

    Rhonda: “Did you hear me? Eating is unseemly.”

    Terry: “What was that 3-D movie you were in 30 years ago? Those Redheads From Seattle ?”

    Rhonda: “You’ve been warned!”

    Terry: “Thanks for stopping by.”

    No--I don’t have the slightest idea what THAT was all about or who died and made her Empress of the Premiere.


    In no time at all the signal was sounded for the throngs of worshipers and elite to take their seats. Bearing V.I.P. tickets we were shown to our seats. I almost died when I saw who was seated behind us: we were seated directly in front of Mr. and Mrs. Sean Connery and his best buddy, Michael Caine!!

    I swear I just about lost it. I’m not a fanboy...not usually. I’ve seen or met plenty of actors and actresses. However--you have to cut me some slack here. This was JAMES BOND!

    The lights dimmed. Cue the projector. We’re off to the movies!!


    About halfway through the film, I needed to pee. I mean BIG TIME!

    I held it for as long as I could--then arose and sauntered up to the aisle and out the door searching for a restroom. An usher was standing close by.

    “Sir--the V.I.P. restroom is up to the stairs in the private room to the right."

    Well awwww ri-i-i-i-ight!

    I leaped like a gazelle upward on the stairs skipping two at a time until I found the private door.

    I swung it open and found three lovely urinals lined up on the other side of a lavish gold and marble bathroom with subdued lighting.

    I took my spot directly in the center urinal and reached for my zipper at just about the exact moment I heard the door behind me opening.

    (Cue the magic about to happen)

    The voices of the 2 men who entered were absolutely unmistakable!


    Here I am, my plumbing in my hand, Sean Connery on my left and Michael Caine on my right--and they are CONVERSING with me in the center!

    Not only could I NOT release the contents of my bladder...I was almost losing consciousness!

    I haven’t a clue what either of them said to each other or how long I stood there producing nothing but memories!

    Yet--there you have it--not only my brush with fame...but my flush with fame.

    As Hollywood memories go--this may be my favorite!!

    Dazed and confused by the incident, I stood posed like one of those garden fountain statues in Europe with a stream of --well, you get the picture.

    The rest of that gala evening is blurred in memory.
    I got back to my seat and leaned over and whispered into my wife’s ear:
    “I just peed with Sean and Michael.”

    My wife gave me her classic strange glance (as one might) and merely replied,
    “I hope you washed your hands or no more popcorn for you.”


  • blondie

    My father was a Bond fan; but he dragged us to the outdoor movies for every new one whether we wanted to go or not, the outdoor had a price per car but you to have at least 4 people; probably not appropriate for us with our mother being an active jw. But she went too.

    My mother was a John Wayne fan, and we went to all those.

    Not a country fan as a child, but I loved Johnny Cash but he was his own category.

  • eyeuse2badub

    I grew up in the LA area during the 60's and 70's. We spent many weekends cruising Hollywood Blvd. in those days. We went to many movies at Grauman's Chinese Theatre ( as it was then known). I was and still remain a huge Connery and Caine fan!

    Being a teenager in the LA area in the 60's and 70 was different than most young jw's experience growing up. We had fun. There was always a party somewhere or the beach or ice skating on Monday nights in Pasadena! As teenagers we got to meet a great variety of other jw teenagers so jw life didn't seem boring! I gotta say, I had a great time growing up in the 60's despite being a jw.

    And you know why Rhonda Fleming confronted you about eating popcorn in her husbands theatre---right? That carpet was pretty expensive!

    just saying!

  • Terry

    Are you serious? That was Rhonda Fleming's husband's theater?
    OMG! Thank you for solving a huge mystery.

  • zeb

    May be its my age but I think the great actors get better with age.

    The image of Connery as Rameous staring out from the bridge of the Red October stays with me.

  • LV101

    WOW, Terry! Doesn't get better than Sean Connery - Caine's not half bad, either. Sean Connery - love his voice/accent/brogue - whatever.

    Thanks for sharing another great 'once in a lifetime' post.

  • smiddy3

    Two of my favourite movies with Michael Caine in it.

    The Fourth Protocol , and Invasion Of The Body Snatchers ,1978 version.

    Anything with Sean Connery in it.

  • Terry

    I'm looking forward to Once Upon A Time in Hollywood for Tarantino's examination
    of the 3 stages of Hollywood "fame".
    It's gotta be good.

  • FatFreek 2005
    FatFreek 2005

    It was 5 years later, 1988, when Dirty Rotten Scoundrels with Michael Caine and Steve Martin appeared. Here, two con men try to settle their rivalry by betting on who can swindle a young American heiress.

    I won't spoil it as to who wins.


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