He was in the adudience at a Martin Short play on Bway and Short brought him up on stage and did a schtick with him as that fat reporter he plays. Army seemed game and good-natured.
You know, maybe I'm a sucker, but I had the sense that he was a genuinely sweet man who, despite the amount of truly tawdry gossip he must have been exposed to, retained a genuine admiration for and love of the glamor of Hollywood. While I'm not certain that's an entirely good thing, I think, or at least enjoy believing, that he was a good person.
Get it right: Army joined Daily Variety in 1953, the column was called "Just for Variety" and he broke the news that Rock Hudson was suffering from AIDS.
Maybe I'm being overly sensitive, but isn't using the phrase "Hollywood Reporter" in the title of a post about a dead Variety columnist a little bit of a (presumably unintentional) diss?
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Now all we're left with are likes of the TMZ parasites and Perez Hilton.
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