Farrah Fawcett

Here at The Hall of Crazy Women we love Lifetime movies, or anything even slightly resembling a Lifetime movie. It is our favorite genre of film, especially those from like 15 to 25 years ago. That’s because you know the film will be a perfect blend of high octane lady drama and curiously exquisite hair/fashions. We particularly enjoy this genre of film because this is where many of our favorite crazy women find acting work: Tori Spelling in “Mother May I Sleep With Danger,” Patti LaBelle in “Why I Wore Lipstick to my Mastectomy,” and Tatum O’Neal in “Fab Five: The Texas Cheerleader Scandal.” OK, so that last one hasn’t come out yet, but you just know it’s going to be awesome because Tatum O’Neal is fucking insane. I hope she plays one of the cheerleaders. But if there is one crazy woman who could be considered the queen of the Lifetime movie, its Ms. Farrah Fawcett.

Farrah is a living legend. Her signature hairstyle—appropriately named after her—is oft-imitated by many lesser starlets even today (ie. Denise Richards, Eva Longoria, Jessica Simpson). She was the subject of an iconic poster (right) that adorned the walls of some 12 million boys rooms across America. While in her late 40s she posed nude for Playboy (twice!). And finally, getting back to the intro, she has starred in numerous classic made for TV movies including the greatest Lifetime-esque movie ever created, “The Burning Bed.”

But naturally, as with most women in Hollywood, Farrah has given us her fair share of crazy. Rewind to 1997. Farrah appeared on David Letterman completely out of her mind—slurring her words and, at times, uttering complete nonsense. Check it out:
Notice how she fumbles behind the curtain before entering the stage. My favorite part is at 1:20 when she explains why she was hurried getting to the studio. “There were people…people who love me…” You’re right Farrah, we do love you!!! Then at 3:05, she hilariously describes “scaling” an embankment in Central Park to escape a mob of drunken Irish at the St. Patty’s Day Parade. When I visualize this escapade, I imagine Farrah wearing gold stilettos and carrying a champagne flute. She scales the wall in record time without spilling any of her beverage. She then toasts the town! “Oh NY, how we love each other!”

Next Farrah brought her crazy to roast William Shatner. I think most of this was scripted—the whole Jason Alexander at her side part. But the incoherence and giggly behavior was definitely not. This is classic Farrah

Finally, I leave you with this Noxema shaving cream commercial starring Farrah as some sort of miniature bathroom angel who sings about "Great Balls O' Comfort" and dances in the palm of your hand as you shave.
The Hall of Crazy Women wishes Farrah a speedy and healthy recovery in her fight against cancer so she can bring us many many more years of crazy.


N said...

Please, PLEASE can you do Liza now!? I mean, have you SEEN this?

Slamm D. Unk said...

and now shes dead