"It
was rough on me at the time, but THE SINGING SULLIVAN SISTER
SHOW wasn't the success that THE TROUBLE WITH GARGOYLES
was. It had nothing to do with me, but after that I couldn't find a
role. No one had anything for me. Then one day, out of the sky blue,
I got this call from Quint Tarentino. Did I know who he was? Of
course I knew who he was! Needless to say, after what his cousin,
Quentin Tarentinto, had done for that Fonzie guy, and Samuel
Jackson, I knew the stars were shining down on me again. He said he
had just the vehicle for me. A role that would really give me an
opportunity to stretch my acting muscles. I accepted without even
looking at the script. Then when I saw the script, I was a little
upset I was a nun again, and that I didn't even have a nice convent
with gargoyles but instead I rode around in a small Ice Cream Truck.
I didn't see the point. What did it mean? Turns out Quint has a beef
about city sound ordinances, and he just wanted to piss some people
off. He says, 'Who has the right to tell me what I can and can't
listen to, and when I can listen to it!' I wanted to sue and back
out of the role but my attorney advised me that I'd never be able to
win. Now, I see how fortunate I was that I didnt sue. Because I
wasn't happy with the script I was given, Quint rewrote it in less
than a day into something truly phenomenal. The story is about a nun
who had taken this vow of silence, then had this child and so the
child never heard anyone speak, and she grew up and made her living
selling ice cream and wasn't really a nun but was dressed like a nun
because she just had her mother's hand-me-down habit to wear, and
she couldn't talk but she could sing all these songs from musical
comedy because those were the only records her mother listened to,
and the girl found when she was out selling ice cream that she
needed to be able to communicate because even if she was telepathic
and could know what flavor ice cream people wanted, there were a lot
of kids who couldn't read the signs to know what varieties of
flavors she offered, so she made her own language out of the songs,
kind of chopping up lyrics and melodies to form sentences. Then she
meets a widower who has all these children who have been following
her all around the neighborhood like she's the pied piper or
something, and the next thing you know there are all these sound
ordinances and they're fleeing over the Alps from some futuristic
fascist society in the ice cream truck. The film is an underground
critical success. It's too bad Quint hasn't been able to get it
released in the theaters, but it's doing quite well on video. Have
you seen it?"
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