“There is the story of the time on the set of the TV miniseries Tales of the City when she washed and massaged the feet of its director, Alastair Reid, out of concern for his bunions. There is the story of the time on the set of the movie Kinsey when she rushed to the rescue of a crew member whose fingertip had been severed by a fan, helped staunch the flow of blood and applied cold compresses to his fevered brow.
“To write about her is to succumb gradually to desperation and hopelessness—there just doesn’t seem to be any route around the fluffiest of the puffiest of articles – and to grovel for even a grain of dirt. Is it possible she doesn’t recycle? Files her taxes late? Chews her cuticles?”