It all started out so glamorously:
Of course, when Hollywood fails to succumb to your wiles, embrace TV.
At the very least, play a Batman villain (called the Siren, what else?):
If times get tough, do a B-grade horror. Remember, show cleavage:
When all else fails, play the character everyone assumes you to be; resurrect career:
When that fizzles, accept the most unlikely role/act of stunt-casting ever concocted by an ailing sitcom, namely Roseanne:
I caught this yesterday and was gobsmacked.
Joan was cast as Ronnie, Roseanne's estranged cousin. It was quite surreal, although Joan, naturally, just played Joan.
The best line was from Roseanne: "Where'd you get that hoity-toity accent from anyway? You're from Illinois!"
I think by far the strangest sight was Darlene sitting next to Ronnie/Joan on that couch:
Joan's Versace leggings are not getting along with that crochet throw.
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