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  • Broward-Palm Beach New Times

    The Agent from Iran

    How a mother of two ended up in a plot to smuggle high-tech gear to the enemy.

    By Deirdra Funcheon

  • Westword

    Murder By Design

    In life and death, tattoo artist Kauri Tiyme made her mark.

    By Alan Prendergast

  • Village Voice

    My Brother the Slumlord

    Amy Neustein never could resist going public with her family dramas.

    By Elizabeth Dwoskin

  • Houston Press

    The Ghosts of Galveston

    A visit with the hurricane victims that a country forgot.

    By John Nova Lomax

Movie Star Wars

Soiled space princess kicks ass and names names

By Robrt L. Pela

Published on April 30, 2008 at 4:00am

She’ll never be allowed to live down that oddball wig she wore in her most famous film role, but Carrie Fisher has so much more to offer than Princess Leia and her Star Wars cinnamon-bun ’do, and she’ll prove it with the new Spy in the House of Me. Fisher has tweaked the subgenre of one-woman shows with explicit and no-names-spared dish on her illustrious showbiz life as movie star, best-selling author, and former addict whose parents are Debbie Reynolds and Eddie Fisher and whose list of past lovers reads like a page torn from Who’s Who. A crumpled, sweat-stained page, that is. The show, originally titled Wishful Drinking, continues daily through May 4 at Theater 4301.
April 29-May 1, 7:30 p.m.; May 2-3, 8 p.m.; May 3-4, 2 p.m., 2008