Don’t see what appears to be any other obit threads for Annie-Pie . . . Always liked her. Interviewed her for Classic Images about ten years ago, and she was very intelligent and “gave good quote,” but was still be kind of goofy, bubbly Annie one expected.
Amazing dancer, great stand-up broad, too.
Didn’t she live with her mother for most of her life?
I met her in Atlanta many years ago. She was with Mickey Rooney in a production of SUGARBABIES. Sadly, the only thing I remember about Ann Miller is that Mickey Rooney was obnoxious.
PS- I just read in an online bio of her that she was a devout adherent of reincarnation and believed that she was once the Pharaoh Hatshepshut (the “drag king” of Egypt). (Of course gods trump god-kings, and Shirley MacLaine’s dog is the reincarnation of Anubis.)
If Ann was right then she should be having a great time long about now.
Never met her – but she’s a tap idol of mine. Her nerve taps (the super quick series of toe taps) were phenomenal - 500 taps per minute, they say. Yikes. What control!
Turns out that 500 taps/minute is nothing: according to this site,
I can’t begin to tell you people how utterly impossible that is.
Just dug up my old interview with her, but couldn’t find any deep jewels of wisdom . . . Mostly pleasant chat. Nice lady, interesting life. Big hair.
Her actual birth year was 1919; she claimed 1923. Let’s see what the obits say.
The version I heard was that she added a couple of years so she could start working without on-set supervision… shall I race you to a cite?
From Annie’s own mouth: “They weren’t hiring minors because you had to have a school teacher on the set. I lied and said I was 18 for about five years. I had to get my father to get me a fake birth certificate.”
This was her “explanation” as to why her birth certificate says 1919 and not 1923. Our mutual friend, who introduced us, says, “riiiiiight.”
I’ll repeat what I wrote for Ann Miller’s bio page at the Internet Movie Database: Although some sources list her year of birth as 1919, the U.S. census taken on April 1, 1930, several years before she entered show business, gives her age as 7 years. (Harris County, Texas, enumeration district 71, p. 2A, family 86, line 36.)
You can see it for yourself, under her birth name Lucille Collier.
Hmmmph. Well, I suppose I must stand corrected (or my "riight"ing friend must). Still wouldn’t put it past Annie-Pie to go back and fiddle with the records . . .
P.S. Does IMDB pay? Their silent-screen people need some serious additions and updating . . .
I submitted 29,206 lines of data to the IMDb in 2003, and I got a free subscription to IMDb Pro. They used to give gift certificates to Amazon.com. 
Well, hey, that’s my specialty. About 80% of several thousand U.S. films 1891-1902 in the IMDb are there because of me, as well as the majority of data on U.S. features 1911-1920. Do you have missing birth or death info? Biographies? Submit, submit!
Susan and I watched “Mulholland Drive” last weekend and were asking each other if she was still alive - I guess I know the answer.
She and a former co-worker shared the same hair color - Kiwi Shoe Polish Black #3.
Well, what’s there is excellent—thanks to you!—but they need more in the way of bios for a lot of the silent folks (and some of ther more obscrue talkie folks, like Winnie Lightner, Judy Tyler, Lyda Roberti . . .). I just can’t afford to write for free, though it is awfully tempting . . . Can you hook me up with someone there?
The tributes I heard yesterday all talked about how versatile she was. Which leads me to wonder: did Ann Miller ever have a major role (either comedy or drama) where she didn’t burst into dance and/or song at some point in the movie?
She never really did any dramatic movies, but got terrific reviews in the revival of Follies, which gave her some grerat dramatic moments. But I think Annie-Pie herself would hoot uproariously at being called “versatile.” She never had any illusions about her career.
Ah, well.
Wouldn’t you love to have seen Ann Miller as Lady Macbeth or Hedda Gabler? Complete with big hair, sparkly showgirl outfit and tap number?
I loved her in Easter Parade. Of all the dance partners that abandoned Fred Astaire in the first fifteen minutes of his movies, she was the only one I ever bought as potentially having a better career without him.
Hedda:
“You can see for yourself! You haven’t the slightest reason to be in
such mortal terror— [Interrupting herself.] There! Now we can
all three enjoy ourselves!”
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Lady MacBeth:
“To bed, to bed! there’s knocking at the gate:
come, come, come, come, give me your hand. What’s
done cannot be undone.–To bed, to bed, to bed!”
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Works for me