Like in the romantic fairy tales I always loved, Gene Wilder and I were married by the mayor in the south of France, September 18, 1984. We meet while making the movie Hanky Panky. I had been a fan of Gene Wilder’s for many years, but the first time I saw him in person, my heart fluttered - I was hooked. It felt like my life went from black and white to Technicolor. Gene was funny and athletic and handsome, and he smelled good. I was bitten by love and you can tell it in the movie. The brash feisty comedienne everyone knew from “Saturday Night Live” turned into this shy, demure ingenue with knocking knees.
-Gilda Radner’s book “It’s Always Something”
Do you know when I first started loving you?
Twin peaks: aka the longest movie ever made