As a kid, I was absolutely transfixed by Night of 100 Stars (aired March 8, 1982, would love to know when it was taped?), a lavish, tacky, nostalgic, heart-warming, spirited tribute to the 100th anniversary of the Actors' Fund. For me, it was also a way to learn more about the stars of yesteryear, a subject always close to my heart.
What's odd is that these days, kids have more access to old movies and old movie stars' stories via the Internet, but I don't think they make the same effort like the previous generation did—we had to track down books, wait for old movies to pop up on limited channels on TV and rely on information from friends.
And, of course, watch stuff like Night of 100 Stars! (Where else do you get to see Ken Howard, Milton Berle, Lynn Swan, Theodore Bikel and Burt Lancaster, in that order, in a chorus line?)
Because I am sick and need help immediately when it comes to long posts, especially long posts about Old Hollywood, I wondered how many of the 100 stars from 1982—32 years later—are still with us. Interestingly enough, the actual number of stars who showed up was 197...and exactly 100 remain alive today!
After the jump, the results of my research...
In my memory, Night of 100 Stars I (1985) was amazing, Night of 100 Stars II (filmed Sunday, February 17, 1985, aired March 10, 1985) was even more entertaining than the first one, and Night of 100 Stars III (1990) was a dud...but who knows?
Time for a screening!
Let's find out who from Night of 100 Stars II (1985) is still among us...
And finally, the third of the telecast Night of 100 Stars shows, broken down by who's alive today, and who has left us. End morbid flight of fancy.
Full cast after the jump...
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Eh. Get off of my lawn.
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