When Carnal Knowledge (Mike Nichols) came out in 1971, I was twelve. The name sent shivers up my spine.
When Carnal Knowledge (Mike Nichols) came out in 1971, I was twelve. Just the name sent shivers up my spine, like reading about Sonny and the bridesmaid in Mario Puzo’s The Godfather. I wanted to be Ann-Margret. I’d met Jack Nicholson. It was what happened with adults while I was waiting for a kiss behind the San Diego Jewish Community Center. Roll the clip:
This article originates from Thelma Adams
