What is Hollywood? It's more of an idea of a place than an actual geographic place. Maybe that's part of its appeal, part of its tragedy. Although there is the town of West Hollywood, which is geographically close enough to the idea, equal parts glamour and grit, and the name fits, so go with it. And what is Hollywood Forever? Well, it is, to be sure, an oxymoron, because Hollywood Forever is a cemetery. Nothing lasts forever. But the place is hardly for the dead. Not on a warm breezey evening in July. Thousands of picnic blankets are spread in the shadow of the Paramount lots and mausoleums. After a bit of wine, chicken, guacamole, fresh bread and a sunset sky behind the palm trees shared with friends, The Bride of Frankenstein is screened on the wall.
As the monster would say, "Good. Goooood. Friend. Good."