Tony Curtis, the man who could pass for a gladiator in "Spartacus," who wooed Marilyn Monroe in "Some Like It Hot," who flew through the air with the greatest of ease in "Trapeze," is bald and wearing pajama bottoms. He rises gallantly from his wheelchair to greet guests, then immediately plops back down.
He still possesses that captivating gravelly tone, but he tends to ramble, and not with the poetic touch of Sidney Falco in "The Sweet Smell of Success." What makes his appearance all the more dramatic is the fact that the actor, 83, has rarely been seen on film over the past 25 years.
In truth, his reign in Hollywood was short-lived, essentially starting with 1953's "Houdini" and pretty much ending with 1968's "The Boston Strangler," but those 15 years were among the most productive of any actor's career, enough for TCM to warrant a daylong tribute to him beginning Wednesday.
We talked to Curtis in a Beverly Hills hotel suite last month.
Q Do you watch much TCM?
A I do. I like all those films that they put away and then haul out from a different time. I love the black-and-white murder mysteries. Boy, are they good. The women were so breathtaking, I mean, beautiful.
Q You probably dated most of them.
A Well, I did.