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But, Olivia de Havilland is still alive, and she was in "Gone with the Wind" more than a decade before "I Love Lucy" let alone "Golden Girls."

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‘BEFORE THE FALL: GERMAN AND AUSTRIAN ART OF THE 1930S’ at Neue Galerie (through May 28). An exhibition in the form of a chokehold, the third of the Neue Galerie’s recent shows on art and German politics pushes into the years of dictatorship, with paintings, drawings and photographs by artists deemed “degenerate” by the Nazis — as well as by those who joined the party or who thought they could shut out the catastrophe. (You will know the dissidents, like Max Beckmann and Oskar Kokoschka; the fascists and sellouts are less known.) Gazing at macabre still lifes of dolls and dead flowers, or dreamy landscapes in imitation of an earlier German Romanticism, you may ask to what degree artists are responsible for the times in which they work. But then you see “Self-Portrait in the Camp,” by the Jewish German painter Felix Nussbaum — made between his escape from a French internment camp and his deportation to Auschwitz — and you know that there can be no pardon. (Farago) 212-628-6200, neuegalerie.org Comment: Neugalerie is a wonderful small art museum in New York City

I saw Barbara Harris in 1965 in "On a Clear Day You Can See Forever" She was wonderful. Ms. Harris had Merman's talent, but not her drive and ambition. From the New York Social Diary: http://www.newyorksocialdiary.com/i/fasten.gif http://www.newyorksocialdiary.com/i/partypictures/05_08_17/301523.jpg Barbara Harris with Alan Alda and Larry Blyden in “The Apple Tree.” http://www.newyorksocialdiary.com/i/fasten.gif One night in the Spring of 1966, at the end dinner hour about 8:15,Warren Beatty came in alone. Since I was the only standing near the maître d’s desk and wearing the wine red Sardi’s blazer, he asked me if I’d seenBarbara Harris. At that moment, Barbara Harris was starring in a musical directed by Mike Nichols called “The Apple Tree”directly across the street at the Shubert. You could see it from the Sardi’s entryway with her name up in lights. Barbara Harris, a name all but unknown now, was at that moment a big Broadway star and considered one of the greatest talents of her generation. So I told Warren Beatty, who was obviously her boyfriend at the moment – and who was my height (6’4”), and handsomer than he appears on screen -- that Barbara Harris was across the way in the show. He then said that he knew that but she had just been onstage performing a song when she stopped and told the audience she couldn’t do it, and walked off the stage and out the stage door and went missing. Where? No one knew. Everyone later learned that she had walked off the stage and directly out the stage door and down 44th Street where she got on a Seventh Avenue bus and went home. Somehow that theater exit marked a life did not get better for Miss Harris. I don’t know her ending but she was nevertheless a remarkable talent which was both endearing and as vulnerable as antique lace. Alan Jay Lerner and Burton Lane had written the musical “On A Clear Day You Can See Forever” for her).

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