Like Crazy Joe Davola I'm gathering pictures and articles about Elaine aka Julia Louis-Dreyfus.
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I heard about Julia wearing a low-cut black dress at the 1995 Emmy Awards. I didn't actually see the program but I saw a brief glimpse on "Entertainment Tonight" and "The Tonight Show". Listen to Julia talking (188k) to Jay Leno about the reaction her black dress caused.
For a little mpg video of Julia at the Emmys go to tvnet.com/TVnet.html. and look for the Video Postcard section.
For more information on the 1996 Emmys see Julia page 6.
As you may know Julia was a cast member on Saturday Night Live from 1982-1985. Here is a list of her sketch characters.
Here is a transcript of a routine featuring the Consuela character.
Chad: Who's your favourite ghostbuster?
Consuela: I like the black one.
Chi Chi: The black one? He didn't do nothing.
Consuela: But he was a ghostbuster. They didn't give him enough to do, but he would have been a great ghostbuster if they had given him a great ghostbuster job and said, "Go do that and be successful with it."
November 10, 1984
Head shot of Julia from those days.
For SNL information try these Web Sites:
http://www.best.com/~dijon/tv/snl/players/louis-dreyfus-julia.html.
http://eric.simplenet.com/snlcn/.
For further information check your library for "Saturday Night Live: The First 20 Years" by Michael Cader. There is a script of a "Donnie and Marie" sketch with Julia as Marie Osmond.
Julia Goes Glam
by Laurie Drake
Dressed in a black velvet Armani gown cut to the navel, her dair brown hair blown sleekly straight Julia Louis-Dreyfus stopped the paparazzi in their tracks at the 1995 Emmy Awards. Even preshow hostess Joan Rivers needed a minute to register the face, saying, "Julia, I didn't realize it was you!" TV critics, fashion consultants, and couch potatoes all across America noticed the transformation - Louis-Dreyfus scored a 10 on the glamour scale.
To keep her five-foot three-inch frame at 112 pounds, Louis-Dreyfus logs her miles on the treadmill and strength-trains four days a week with Cathy Cahill, a Los Angeles physical therapist.
Vol. 6, No. 1
LOOKING FOR STUFF WITH ELAINE
She breaks her fast with sour cherries. Back in Manhattan, her cradle of origin, here is Julia Louis-Dreyfus, hyphenated, caffeinated, eating hot prunes she does not want. "Where are the sour cherries?" she asks, perplexed in the dining room of the St. Regis Hotel, where she is a registered guest.
ROSEANNE CALLED HER A BITCH ON 'LETTERMAN'. As widely reported last March, Louis-Dreyfus was instructed to park her car, for one day, where Tom Arnold usually parks his car, at the Studio City lot that is home to both parties . Thus inconvenienced, Arnold left her an obscene note; she confronted him; other notes followed (even after she parked elsewhere), plus a Polaroid of some unidentified buttocks and the word cunt soaped on her windshield. Roseanne Arnold, who is said to have done some of the soaping, later issued half-hearted apologies, then accused Seinfeld of self-importance. "They think they're doing Samuel Beckett instead of a sitcom," she said. ":I am willing to make a bet that she has never read anything Beckett ever wrote," says Jason Alexander, who would like to say more but won't because of a Seinfeld gag order on matters Arnold. Declares Michael Richards, "Julia is obviously being fucked with, and I want to expose the truth!" But he can't. (Otherwise eschewing comment, Louis-Dreyfus urges that the caption, beneath the group cover photo read, DON'T PARK IN OUR FUCKIN' SPACE! "That, " she says, "would be the coolest".)
THESE BUSES ARE MAKING HER SLEEPY. "I love the sound of a bus, " she says, wistfully. "I can't tell you how this takes me back!" Out on Fifth Avenue, we listen to buses go by but board none. Reared uptown (her father is a French-born capitalist and lawyer), she spent years sleeping to the low rumble of traffic. Now, away from the relative soundlessness of Los Angeles (where the Halls dwell with their baby son, Henry), she is reliving the din of her youth. "Oh, I'm so happy right now!" she says. But this could be because we are walking towards Bergdorf Goodman, where she needs stuff. "Follow me," she says.
HER HEAD IS VERY BIG. "It's nobody's business where I buy my shoes!" Elaine once ranted, shielding her Botticelli shoes from the clutches of envious women. Still, there is much to learn from a woman in a fine store. That she hates herself in gray for instance: "Gray looks like shit on me," she says. "I'm a dog in gray." That she is easily lost. "How do we get off this floor?" That hats make her dizzy: "I can't wear one for more than an hour without my head spinning." That her head is larger than those of her co-workers: "The big head? It's gigantic! We measured the widths of our faces in rehearsal one day, and I came out ahead of the entire cast. I'm the shortest person with the widest face."
SHE THINKS ELAINE NEEDS NEW FRIENDS. "Definitely," she says, knowing truth is brutal. "The reality is that these four characters are a pathetic group, and they should disassemble promptly. I mean, if you stand back from it and look at what happens every week, they do terrible things to one another. And yet they continue to hang out. It's sociopathic. It's nuts! This is a sick group of people."
July 8, 1993
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