Having been relieved of red-carpet duty, Joan Rivers is busy workshopping an autobiographical comedy in San Francisco. It's the 74-year-old Barnard grad's third play, and she's planning to take it off-Broadway once she figures out "what's funny and poignant and what isn't." The LA Times pays a call and finds the veteran comic in a nostalgic, if not forgiving, mood.
Of older women who say they've had no cosmetic surgery and are "proud to be who they are," she says: "Don't lie. We all know who's done what." To prepare for another turn in the spotlight, she enlisted two co-writers, with whom she's crafted a script that, she says, lets her "get down to the real nitty-gritty."