SIGOURNEY WEAVER ON THE LETTER SHE WROTE JOHN LENNON — AND WHY SHE HOPES IT NEVER SURVIVED 💌👀 Long before Hollywood fame, Sigourney Weaver was just another Beatles superfan. She once wrote John Lennon a five-page letter in purple ink, folded it up, and quietly left it at a restaurant he was rumored to visit. Decades later, she laughs about it — and admits she hopes it was thrown away. From screaming crowds at the Hollywood Bowl to a fleeting wave from Lennon himself, Weaver’s memories capture Beatlemania at its most intense — awkward, overwhelming, and unforgettable.

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Sigourney Weaver reveals letter she wrote John Lennon: ‘Hope they threw it away’

The star of the new ‘Avatar: Fire and Ash’ explains her brush with the late rock star at the height of Beatlemania.

Sigourney Weaver's favorite Beatle was John Lennon
Sigourney Weaver’s favorite Beatle was John Lennon.Credit:  Jesse Grant/Getty; Helmut Reiss/United Archives via Getty 

Sigourney Weaver is still not over the Beatles.

The star of new movie Avatar: Fire and Ash mentioned the Fab Four more than once when she was given the Colbert Questionnaire on a recent episode of The Late Show With Stephen Colbert.

And, like everyone, she had a favorite. Hers was John Lennon — who, along with Paul McCartney, George Harrison, and Ringo Starr, formed the British rock band that famously invaded America — before he was shot and killed outside his New York City apartment building on Dec. 8, 1980, at just 40.

She confessed to Colbert, who asked whether she’s ever asked for a celebrity’s autograph, that she’d once written Lennon a special message.

“I wrote a several-page letter on lavender stationery with purple ink,’ Weaver said. “‘Dear John.’ It was like five pages front and back. And I folded it up. I put an envelope, and I dropped it off at this restaurant that I heard he went to.”

She couldn’t recall what she’s written, but she didn’t seem to want to.

“I hope they threw it away,” Weaver said.

In the same interview, the three-time Oscar nominated star was asked about the first concert that she attended, which was of course the Beatles.

Weaver, who’s 76, thought she might have been 12 when she saw the act at the Hollywood Bowl in 1961. Colbert reminded her, however, that the act landed stateside in 1964.

What Weaver had no trouble recalling was the volume of the crowd.

“Girls screaming all around me,” she said. “You couldn’t hear [the Beatles] at all.”

Her momentous night was captured in Ron Howard’s documentary about the group, The Beatles: Eight Days a Week – The Touring Years. she noted. And Colbert showed a photo of Weaver, yes, trying to hear the “She Loves You” singers.

“The Hollywood Bowl went through all its archives, and I suddenly get an email about 10 years ago saying, ‘We think this is you.’ And there I am,” Weaver said. “My hair is huge because I put it on beer cans all day, straightened it, and I’m wearing my one nice dress.”

She admitted to letting out quiet screams every now and then because of the peer pressure she felt.

On her way out of the concert, as Weaver walked in the street with someone she’d befriended at the concert, she had what just might have been the best moment of the experience.

Sigourney Weaver promotes 'Avatar: Fire And Ash' in London
Sigourney Weaver promotes ‘Avatar: Fire And Ash’ in London. Ben Montgomery/WireImage

A limo carrying the artists themselves rode by, and she got a wave from both Lennon and McCartney.

“I don’t remember what the other two did, because we were so excited that we’d come close, like 10 feet away as the car went by,” Weaver recalled. “Honestly, I think we both went home and just lay on our backs and looked at the ceiling for 24 hours.”

At one point, Weaver did explain why Lennon had been her chosen favorite.

“I read in a fan magazine that he used to work at the airport for VIPs,” she said. “He made a plate of sandwiches and, just before he sent them out, he’d put his shoe in them and then put it back together and put it on the platter. I thought that was so cool.”

Avatar: Fire and Ash is in theaters now.

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