In an ideal world, Martha Plimpton typically has three to 6 months before shooting to get into character.
But her latest role, in “Sprung” — which reunites Plimpton along with her “Raising Hope” creator, Greg Garcia — happened on the fly.
A few 12 months ago, Plimpton was at her London home cooking dinner when Garcia called to ask about her plans for the following couple of months.
Why? she responded.
“He said, well, could you get on a plane on Sunday, do fittings on Monday and begin shooting my series on Tuesday?” she said. “And I said, yeah, absolutely, get me the ticket.”
“I didn’t even need to read the script,” she added. “It was Greg, and I’d follow him right into a volcano.”
On her flight to Pittsburgh, she dug into that script. And somewhere over the Atlantic, Barb was born: the mother of a recently released convict (Phillip Garcia) who offers two of his fellow inmates room and board — in the event that they join her robbery crew to earn their keep. A dowager’s hump, shiny red hair streaked with white and a perma-snarl accomplished the character. “Sprung” debuts Aug. 19 on Amazon Freevee.
In a video call from London, where she lives when she’s not in Brooklyn or Los Angeles, Plimpton elaborated on 10 things she will be able to’t live without from a listing of a whole lot — “I desired to say toilet paper or, I don’t know, clementines,” she quipped. Amongst them: driving Highway 101; her pandemic pooches, Walter and Jimmy Jazz; and abortion rights, for which she is a famously outspoken advocate.
“They’ll make all of the laws they need,” she said of the Supreme Court’s recent ruling, “but they’re not going to stop us.”
These are edited excerpts from the conversation.
1. “Gloria” (1980), directed by John Cassavetes “Gloria” is the primary movie I remember seeing that was an motion film with a girl heroine, firing a gun and running through Penn Station in heels and a wonderful silk Ungaro suit and simply one of the best hair within the history of Hollywood. I get goose bumps from Gena Rowlands’s power on this movie. It’s only a badass woman, kicking butt and taking names. It’s a part of why I wanted and still need to be an actor, because I actually [expletive] hope I get a job like that someday.
2. Her Dogs Throughout the early months of the pandemic, I believed I used to be going to lose my mind if I didn’t have an animal to care for to get me out of the home. I contacted loads of shelters and no one had any dogs left. Then this lovely woman named Tiffany [at Animal Haven] wrote me back and said, “I just occur to have two little dogs here. I’ll bring these guys over.” I desired to foster first, but I’m a typical foster fail because my dogs bring me enormous peace and a way of living within the moment as much as humanly possible. They’re magical little creatures that make my heart larger and teach me patience.
3. Highway 101 It’s the path to my family home in Oregon. It’s astonishingly beautiful going from the California coast up through the redwoods and past the little motels on the side of the road and the lighthouses. And also you’ve got to drive slow. You can not go 75 miles an hour on Highway 101 otherwise you’ll find yourself within the ocean. It forces you to take it multi function mile at a time.
4. Tate museum membership Among the most enjoyable things I’ve seen have been on the Tate Modern. Also, they’ve one of the best museum gift shop, and I’m huge on museum gift shops. The last show I saw was Lubaina Himid, who’s a unprecedented artist who works in a large number of mediums, from sculpture to audio to site-specific stuff to those colourful, shiny, beautiful paintings about life in London and colonialism, family, food.
5. Public Radio I take heed to NPR or WNYC easily 24 hours a day. I like the reporters. I like the name generator, where you may type in your birthday or whatever and it gives you one in all those kooky names that all of them have. It brings me a way of continuity and keeps me informed because I don’t like to look at television news. I’m like one in all those crazy spinster ladies who take heed to the radio at night.
6. The photographer Weegee My mom, for a time, was a research librarian so she had loads of great photography books, like Robert Frank’s “The Americans.” However the one which I still have, and that I won’t ever let go of, is her book of photographs by Weegee. I’ve been totally entranced by those photographs, completely mad for them. Photos of city life, freaks and weirdos and criminals and cons and card players and children playing on the street. His photograph of a transsexual being carted off in a police wagon — just the look of joy on her face as she lifts her skirt to indicate her stocking — is one of the extraordinary photographs I’ve ever seen.
7. Edward Gorey My first and only tattoo is an Edward Gorey phrase. [Reveals the underside of her arm.] It says, “On which she flung herself over the parapet.” After which down here [shows her rib cage], there she is flinging herself over the parapet. I got that once I was 42. But Edward Gorey is an artist that I’d been since I used to be little or no — 3, 4, 5, 6. His “Gashlycrumb Tinies” book is, I suppose, probably the most famous. It’s all these children’s names that start with a letter from the alphabet, together with what horrible way they died.
8. Abortion rights I’m indignant, and I’m frustrated. I feel very strongly that a law codifying the correct to abortion federally must be passed. I feel we should always pass the [Equal Rights Amendment] sooner fairly than later. I feel that our president has an obligation to do this stuff without concern necessarily for the climate within the Senate. Abortion is normal. It’s an everyday health procedure. I feel the way in which we’re living now with that is sadistic and cruel, and it’s meant to silence us and to sideline us. And that’s just not going to occur.
9. Pamela Adlon “Higher Things” is one in all the best shows I’ve ever seen. I actually have rarely seen family portrayed so brutally truthfully and in addition with such heart and good humor. Pamela has this type of signature move. She leans over, she grabs her knees and he or she just exhales. [Demonstrates the move.] And that’s something that I so relate to, despite the fact that I don’t have kids. The boring, tedious agony of being a middle-aged woman, and particularly an actress, in our culture is ripe for that sort of exploration, for that sort of truth.
10. Stephen Sondheim He is well for me the best composer-lyricist of the twentieth century, and he was utterly fearless, seemingly, in what he was willing to do. Musical theater has died 1,000,000 deaths and he all the time appeared to be the one to bring it back to life. There are particular things that I won’t ever give you the chance to take heed to without collapsing in a heap of tears and chills and goose bumps. “Sweeney Todd” may be up there as my absolute favorite. “Sunday within the Park With George” is one other. When he died, I had those two on repeat very, very loud in my house, listening to them over and yet again. He’s just such a unprecedented capturer of what it means to be a human being and to like and to imagine in art.