
I just go back from Heather Graham's 41st birthday bash (1) and what better time to celebrate her unnerving sexuality? 41!? You'd never guess it. I remember well Graham's big crash into A-list films in the late 1990's: first as the sweet girl who saves future IRON MAN-director Jon Favreau from chickless despair in SWINGERS (1996)--her presence a reminder that even the most self-defeating hep cats were occasionally rewarded with a nice, no BS kind...