Lindsay Lohan almost ran me over once. It’s not my greatest Hollywood anecdote, but it happened. At the time, I was working as a production assistant on the set of a TV show in Los Angeles. My job was to corral all the background extras for the scene into a break area in an alleyway behind this jewelry store where we were shooting. It was a wide alley, leading out to the street — big enough for cars to drive through though narrow enough that they’d need to do so cautiously. I stepped out in the alley to address the group, back to the street.
Suddenly, a car sped right past my left shoulder, not more than six inches from me, fast enough to be dangerous but slow enough for me to spin around and spot the familiar face in the drivers’ seat. It was like that scene in JAWS where Brody is shoveling chum and grumbling to Quint and while his back is turned, the great white zooms right past him – only instead of a shark it was the cute redhead from MEAN GIRLS.
I should say “allegedly” regarding all of the above, since there were no cameras recording the incident. Easily deniable. As it happened, I doubt she even noticed. So you’re free to doubt me. But please know that character assassination is not my thing. That’s not the goal. Near-accidents happen. No big deal to me, really. I don’t hold any personal grudges against Ms. Lohan. I’ve been almost-killed by all sorts of people, many of whom are my greatest friends.
I only brought this up in the interest of full disclosure, because I wrote about Lindsay Lohan and the Lifetime TV movie LIZ & DICK for Daily Grindhouse and my unvarnished opinion may read to some like an act of vengeance. I can only hope that you take my word for it when I say that it was done entirely without malice.
Well, not entirely. I mean, I hated the movie. But I gave it my best shot. And I don’t hate anyone who made it. I just wish they wouldn’t have.
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