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February 18, 1990 | Kathie Jenkins \f7
Celestino, 236 S. Beverly Drive. (213) 859-8601. Style: One of the first to serve casually authentic Italian food. Setting: Bright, unpretentious, with revolving art. Recommended dishes: Eggplant souffle; seafood salad; risotto with porcini mushrooms. Cost per person: $25-$35. El Torito Grill, 9595 Wilshire Blvd. (213) 550-1599. Style: Southwestern minichain complete with applewood smoker and mesquite grill. Setting: Beverly Hills El Grande.
August 10, 1988 | HOWARD ROSENBERG
Television is often better at making love than at making love appealing. There are times when you get the impression from TV that everyone is either sexually depraved or confused, that all relationships are fleeting or petty, that contact between the genders is trivial or farcical, that the history of the sexes is drawn from Monty Python. Sometimes . . . all of the above.
November 28, 1985 | HOWARD ROSENBERG, Times Television Critic
All right, Pilgrims. Once again it's that time of year, time for the annual TV Turkeys noting the industry programs, people and events in 1985 that deserve special mention at Thanksgiving. Make that No Thanksgiving: --"OceanQuest," NBC. Remember how former Miss Universe Shawn Weatherby was introduced to all the fishies in the sea and how America was introduced to her outstanding physical attributes in this five-part so-called scientific documentary series?
December 28, 1990 | LAURIE OCHOA
At 10:15 p.m., Peter Stringfellow takes the stage. The Stringfellows logo blazes pink neon behind him; pink light filters down from above. He's tan and fit, his blond hair in a modified Rod Stewart cut. "I'd like to welcome you all to my restaurant- slash -nightclub," the P.A. booms. "In just a little while a lot of groovy L.A.ers are going to join us. I hope. . . ." He clasps his hands together in mock-prayer and tilts his head upward toward the ceiling's pink glow.
February 11, 1986 | JACK SMITH
Since my wife and I became hooked on television miniseries, our intellectual and social life has undergone an irreversible degeneration. Stacks of books remain unread, friends and family are neglected, chores pile up. Night after night we shut ourselves in our living room and stare at the tube as if drugged. We eat at trays; if the phone rings, we pick it up and say, "Can you call later?" It isn't the time loss that bothers me. One is still alive, even when one is watching a miniseries.
April 18, 2008 | TINA DAUNT
Political Hollywood is a fairly small place -- more a neighborhood than a town, really. Everyone knows where you go for endorsements and where you go to raise money. But when it comes to raising consciousness, the top stop is Heather Thomas' breakfast salon.
April 15, 1989 | NINA J. EASTON, Times Staff Writer
Don't be surprised if, sometime soon, "The Cosby Show's" Cliff Huxtable tells his teen-age daughters that their aerosol hair spray cans are destroying the ozone layer. Or "Roseanne" gets a sudden impulse to recycle her Twinkie wrappers. The reason: Some of Hollywood's most powerful studio executives and agents are launching an organization, called the Environmental Media Assn., to raise the public's consciousness about the destruction of the environment through TV shows and feature films.
July 15, 1989 | JANICE ARKATOV
"It heavily involves a dead body--who's heavily dead," says Catherine Mary Stewart of "Weekend at Bernie's," a comedy farce in which she stars with Jonathan Silverman, Andrew McCarthy and Terry Kiser as the late, unlamented Bernie. "The body does stay intact," she says. "But it gets involved in all kinds of situations. And since Jonathan is responsible for the body--trying to hide it as well as hide the fact that it's dead--it sort of comes between our romance."
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