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Sunday, May 31, 2026

Farewell To May!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 


                              Girls, can you believe five months of the year have gone by already?  And next month we will be halfway through.  As Judy Collins sings "Who knows where the times goes?"


                                 Memorial Day weekend was a washout, and I struggled with some minor health issues, but May was filled with shows and movies.  We saw what I consider the season's best show, "Schmigadoon."  It had damn well better win the TONY Award for Best Musical, although I am sadly afraid it is going to go to "The Lost Boys."   Which is just another "Outsiders" with vampires!  La dee dah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We also saw "Jerome" (better to forget it) and "Titanique" which I can you is even bigger and better in its Broadway  move.


                                   And who cold forget the beauty and heartbreak of "Fried Green Tomatoes??????"  To think, thirty- five years have passed.  The two Marys looked so young.  And so did I thirty five years ago.  I still want to look like Jnnifeer Jones in "The Song Of Bernadette," but I never will. I will always be Pearl Chavez!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                                       I hope your May was as fun and exciting as ours.  Now, if the weather would only improve.


                                       June, of course, is PRIDE month, so a happy one to all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                                       See you next month, darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hope Your Month Was Not Like This, Darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

                                   It really was not for us, but there was one weak and week spot.  I had run out of Gabapentin, and my PCP was on vacation, and after several days I started feeling loopy.  I mean, I could have collapsed like Barbara Jean in "Nashville."  Luckily, I did not.


                                      But after being off this med for several days, I started not feeling right.  I was having equilibrium problems; I had moments of dizziness and lightheadedness.  Most of all, I felt depressed lost concentration.  I did not go near a book for three days, and I am currently plowing my way through "Lonesome Dove," which is enthralling when I can get to it.


                                         I am back on the med and feeling better each day.  But I still feel a little tired; maybe allergies or the weather.  Maybe I will discuss it with my doctors.


                                           In any case, dears, do not make the mistake I did.


                                           Stay on top of your meds.  Or you could end up looking like THIIS!!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday, May 29, 2026

Girls, I Am SO Excited, And I Have A Full Day Tomorrow, So I Am Posting Saturday Morning's Post Today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We Are All So Excited As "Svengoolie" Presents One Of Our Favorites--1958's "Earth Vs. The Spider!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"


                                 Everyone loves "Earth Vs. The Spider."  Where Carol's dad gets killed right off at the beginning, and she keeps losing her birthday gift from him in the spider's cave?????????



                                   And how about when the seemingly dead, but only knocked out spider, is put on display, with no enclosure of any kind, in the high school gym?  The band starts performing and the spider jives to that crazy rock beat!!!!!!!!!!!!  If you have never seen it before, darlings, you simply must.!!!!!!!!!!!!



                                        Don't forget the scene where the woman gets her dress stuck in her car, and the spider bears down on her.  This footage was used in a TV ad a while back.


                               See how excited we all are, darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  We just cannot contain ourselves!


                                Be here tomorrow at 8PM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Two Perfect Wedding Gowns For The Right Type Of Girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 



                                                                                    

                                     Spring and Summer are ideal seasons for weddings.  My, I am giving a lot of fashion advice this time around!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  For those who need help with wedding planning, I have two excellent choices.


                                         The first, which is white, so it absolutely for virgins ONLY, is the wedding gown Julie Andrews wore in "The Sound Of Music."  Of course, Julie was a virgin when she wore it! It has a lovely veil and train, and when one walks down the aisle, the whole thing flows!!!!!!!!  For virgins, or maybe even those who pretend to be, or want to just pretend for that day, this is the dress to go for.


                                              Now, the other dress is definitely NOT for virgins, and its color I am partial to.  This is the red wedding gown Blanche Hollingsworth (the great Rue McClanahan) wore on her wedding day to George Deaveraux.  I personally would go with Blanche's gown; at my age, who the hell am I kidding???????  I bet even this outfit would catch Pope Leo's eye. and Archbishop Ronald Hicks.


                                                  No matter what you choose, darlings, one cannot go wrong!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                                                  Just be sure the right spouse is in tow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

Quincy, The Dog, Is The Unsung Hero Of "Fatal Attraction!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"


                            This has been a strange week for me, darlings, having to wait till my PCP returned from his vacation on Wednesday to get a refill on my Gabapentin, so I am still feeling a wave of side effects from loopiness, tiredness and depression.



                             So, what do I watch?  "Fatal Attraction."  Not having seen it for a while, I can say this is the movie to watch if you are in a bad spot emotionally.  Maybe not as bad as Alex Forrest, because no matter how well made it is, the film is still full of enough holes to make it into Swiss cheese.



                               You all know the story, girls.  Suburban schmuck Dan Gallagher (Michael Douglas) has a weekend fling with Manhattan careerist Alex Forrest (Glenn Close), and boy, hons, is he in for it, for he has made the WRONG choice.



                                Though this is the best looking on film I have ever seen Glenn Close, Anne Archer makes her look like a second helping.  Dan is too easily tempted.  His first mistake.



                                    The trouble with the film is that it wants things both ways.  It wants to lay the blame on them both, when it is really Dan's blame for the whole thing.  Sure, she held out the bait, but did he have to bite????????????  And once she boiled the rabbit, that was when most of us turned on her, because that poor unfortunate child has nothing to do with what is going on, and she will need years, if not more, of therapy to get over this.



                                        How did Alex get into the house to boil the rabbit and then attack Beth?



                                        How was seemingly resourceful childlike Ellen suddenly willing to get into a strange looking woman's car, and nonchalantly take a trip to Rye Playland?????????????



                                           Thank God for Quincy.  The beautiful gold lab is the first one to know water is coming through the upstairs ceiling, forcing to Dan to run upstairs.  But it is Beth who has the balls to do away with Alex.  Don is a dumb schmuck.



                                             So much of this film is well made--how about Jane Krakowski as the babysitter in the opening????????--that the holes are just impossible to fill.  Still as many times as I have been entertained by all this, I only realized now Quincy is the story's real hero!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



                                               Hooray for Quincy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                    And, girls, for your own good never EVER wear this dress!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



                                      

Darlings, If You Want To Be A Queen, You Have GOT To See "The Wasp Woman!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"


                                  Girls, this is the 1959 Roger Corman classic with Susan Cabot, in her final, signature performance, before she beat her son to death.



                                    Long before Lauren Weisberger and "The Devil Wears Prada," this was the beauty horror show of its time.  Janice Starlin, owner of Starlin Beauty Enterprises, and aging faster than she would like, hires a mad scientist to extract enzymes from the queen wasp to make women young.  Now, this insect is a real, castrating bitch, eating her mates and everyone she can get her teeth and claws on.



                                      Janice makes the mistake of testing the serum on herself and wait till you see what she turns into.


                             Catch that phony wasp mask and claws.  She turns on all the men, and the women she is jealous of at the company, like her personal secretary, Mary, on whom I think she nurses repressed lesbian fantasies.  The one she should watch out for is nail filer and gum chewer Maureen, who, while answering the phone professionally is iconic enough to point out that "Doctor Cyclops" is on Channel 9 that night, and that she has seen it twice.  This is a career girl who will go places fast.

 

                          Honestly, dolls, the only way this movie could have been better was for it to replicate the poster and have a gigantic queen wasp with a woman's face killing people in NYC.  But this was a Roger Corman film, so the budget had to be cheap.  It is such a hoot the way it is.



                             Good thing neither Corman or Willian Castle got their hands on "Rosemary's Baby."



                           Minnie Castevet would have ended up being the mother of Satan's son!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Monday, May 25, 2026

Girls, Ain't It The Truth???????? Our Beauty Makes Everyone Jealous!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                          Believe me, darlings, I am sure many of us can relate to this scene from John Waters' 1974 film "Female Trouble."  Jealousy makes people do nasty things.  And for the most absurd reasons.



                          So much of "Female Trouble" reminds me of my adolescence but in a funny way.  Though my Christmases were never like Dawn Davenport's.  I never asked for Cha-Cha-Heels.  The most unusual thing I requested was when I was in my single digits and asked for a drum set for Christmas.  Needless to say, my parents already had a grasp on what they were dealing with, and I did not get it.  I remember, because on Christmas morning, I used to take inventory!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                             Still in childhood "A Christmas Carol" made me turn to Dickens while at age 13 I discovered "The Song Of Bernadette."  And the rest is history!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                             Let this mantra of Dawn and her friends be a mantra for all you girls!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                             Should someone put you down, just tell yourselves the above!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Reason This Date Will Never Be Forgotten!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                                   It is unfortunate that Memorial Day fell on this day, but that is just the way the calendar falls.   Today is usually designated as National Missing Children's Day, because 47 years ago, just weeks after my mother's death, the disappearance of Etan Patz in SoHo set the gold standard for future missing child cases.



                                     The story went national fast, with Etan being the most renowned poster child on a milk carton; he started this movement to try and locate missing children.



                                       He would have been 53 today.  But left us all too soon.



                                       The person considered responsible, Pedro Hernandez, remains in custody.  May he do so the rest of his life.



                                        I was already an adult when Etan vanished, but I remembered it as a transitory period in which adults and children alike looked differently upon childhood.



                                        Rest In Peace, Etan.  You are not forgotten!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sixty Years Ago Yesterday, "MAME" Opened On Broadway At The Winter Garden Theatre!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                                                                                  
                             What a glorious day yesterday was for musical aficionados.  I wonder if there is anyone still alive from the original cast of this show?  Frankie Michaels, who would be close to my age, and is still the youngest performer ever to win a TONY Award, passed away ten years ago on March 30, 2016, at the age of 60.  He should still be alive today.  Unfortunately, like many ex-child actors he fell into a life of alcoholism and profligacy.



                                 Hey, if there are any chorus members of the show out there still alive, I would love to hear from you.


                                     "MAME" remains a sparkling jewel in American Musical Theater.  I was fortunate enough to see a revival of it in 1983; in fact, I saw it three times.  Angela Lansbury was Mame, and Anne Francine was Vera Charles.  Francine was the first replacement for Beatrice Arthur in the original run and was a dead ringer for Arthur in this.  Jane Connell repeated her role as Agnes Gooch and was a pleasure to see and hear.  Also on hand from the original run were Sab Shimono as house servant Ito, John C. Becher and Willard Waterman.  Musical theater stalwart Barbara Lang was Sally Cato.  Unfortunately, Roahi Handwerger--aren't there stage names anymore??????--could not live up to the extraordinary performance of Frankie Michaels.  His young Patrick, which should have been a highlight, was not.  In fact, the last extraordinary child performance on Broadway was in 1977 when Andrea McArdle played Annie!!!!!!!!!!!  Where are the others?  And don't start with me on Sarah Jessica Parker!!!!!!!  Ick!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                                          Play your "MAME" cast recordings, darlings, and cherish the splendors and pleasures of a true Musical Theater masterpiece!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                                            Girls, before we know it, it will be time to "haul out the holly."


                                                                                 
                                   "MAME" may not be the greatest Overture ever written but is my personal favorite!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Happy Memorial Day, Darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                             So, how are we all getting by this washout of a weekend?



                           David and I spent Saturday and Sunday going in and out of the city seeing shows.  I will post more on those later, but let me say, Saturday we saw "Jerome," which was atrocious.  The compensation was seeing on Sunday the Broadway transfer of "Titanique," which is bigger and even better than it was downtown.  So our weekend is not too bad.



                            Still, this day has emotional importance for me.  On this day in my childhood and adolescence, we would go over to my grandparents and Aunt Katty's house at 702 Nassau Street in North Brunswick, sit on the front porch, and watch as their Memorial Day Parade marched up the street from Livingston Avenue, right past us, and down to the Georges Road mall, I think.  It was an exciting event, followed by a cookout in the backyard, the first of the season.  Rain never mattered because the front porch was constructed to shield us from rain.  As for the cookout, it turned into a n indoor picnic.



                            I have always wanted to have one of those Civil War picnics, where you go to the gravesite of a loved one, spread a blanket, and have picnics by the grave.  Very Southern; but why not up here, darlings????????????????????????



                               Yes, this is the unofficial start of Summer, though you would never know it from outside.  The hot weather we had this past midweek should have been the weekend weather we were meant to have now.  Some things just cannot be contrrolled.



                                   But get out that bunting and be your most patriotic!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



                                  Even if it means watching James Cagney in "Yankee Doodle Dandy!"



                           

Saturday, May 23, 2026

Darlings, Join Us Tonight At 8PM, As "Svengoolie" Presents "Doctor Cyclops!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

 


                                      This 1940 film is rarely shown--I have not seen it since I was a child--and it is so iconic it is mentioned in Roger Corman's 1959 cult classic, "The Wasp Woman."


                                        Albert Dekker, a fine actor who plays the title role, is venturing into the same territory as that of Lionel Barrymore in MGM's 1936 "Devil Doll."  He wished to increase the world's food supply by decreasing the size of people.  Of course, no one wants to face up to reality, like biology, and that once the food supply is exhausted, how are little people to farm and do agriculture when they have not been trained for it????????????


                                          But I am overthinking this.  Just enjoy Dekker's performance--he wants to control the environment by shrinking people--and glamorous Janice Logan, as one of the tinys he toys with!!!!!!!!!!  Girls, if we are ever shrunk, we should all look like Janice Logan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                                           This is a film not only better suited to "Svengoolie" but to The Svengoolie Squad.  I hope Nostalgiaferatu appears!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                                              And the film won an Oscar for Best Special Visual Effects.  Who knew?


                                              So, do not miss this rarely shown film.  It could be your last chance to see it!!!!!!!!!!!!


                                              I am telling you, girls, even in B films, people dressed better in the 1940's!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
                            See what I mean, dolls?????????????????????


                                              


                                           


                                        

Friday, May 22, 2026

Girls, Let's Have A Nice Discussion About "Rosemary's Baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"


                         No matter how many times I read it or see it, I always find something to learn from "Rosemary's Baby."  So, I will share some of those topics with you; keep in mind these are only my interpretation of things, and I am going to proceed in the manner of the story.



                           1.  Was Mr. Nickles a member of the cove?.  Both he and Mrs. Gardenia demonstrate that not everyone at the Bramford is a member of the coven.   Mr. Nickles, wonderfully played by Elisha Cook, Jr. is either a realtor or the community representative of the building.  He is only seen when showing Guy and Rosemary the apartment, and later, when people gather around the dead Terry.  He is not seen during Rosemary's dream sequence--the conception scene--and he is not present when Rosemary comes into the Castavet apartment, carrying that knife.


                          2.  Mrs. Gardenia--".... than merely the intriguing pastime I imagined it to be.  I can no longer associate myself......"   Mrs. Gardenia was a non-practitioner whose friendliness earned the coven's trust, and so she was recruited.  She and Minnie Castevet were good friends; both had herbariums.  But Mrs. Gardenia got in over her head.  She thought the coven's activities was like a parlor game; when she realized that they were for real, she backed out.  Smart.  But since she and Minnie were in and out of each other's apartments, it was easy for Minnie to acquire something of Mrs. Gardenia's.  It is my belief that the writing stopped when Mrs. Gardenia suffered a stroke or coma, thanks to the coven.


                         3.  Terry Gionoffrio--Terry is the most problematic character in "Rosemary's Baby."  I stick with Ira Levin and Roman Polanski's version. wonderfully enacted by Victoria Vetri, that she was a down on her luck drug addict and prostitute.  The encounter in the basement has a touch of irony, because, while extolling to Rosemary the Castevets, she says, "At first, I thought they wanted me for some kind of sex thing."  Actually, they did.  The Castevets made a big mistake in telling Terry what was expected of her, and I am sure when she found out, she wanted out, tried to escape but could not.  Now, was Terry pushed out of the window, or did she jump?  The apartment was unoccupied, and she put a note on the door.  Did Terry write it?  I am sure she did, because through their incantation, the coven put into Terry's head the idea of killing herself.  Now, when someone--hopefully a policeman--first spotted the body, I am sure he laid it out flat, because a jumper would not land on the ground as perfectly as Terry did.   Now, had the Castevets not told Terry, like they did with Rosemary, things might have been different. Then, in 2024, some idiots came up with the idea of making a prequel to "Rosemary's Baby."  Interesting in and of itself, except the creators deviated from Ira Levin.  Terry here is a down and out dancer, felled by an irreparable injury.  She is taken in, conceives, but at some point, the end of the Ira Levin novel is almost recreated.  Terry, like Rosemary, walks into the apartment, now occupied by the coven, and in front of them runs to the window, pushes through and jumps. She is pregnant, so the ch8ld is destroyed.    This completely destroys the point of Terry's story, which was to demonstrate that Satan did not necessarily want some gutter rat, but someone relatively innocent and not quite pure, like Rosemary.  Anyone who watches "Apt. 7A," do not believe a word of it.  Stick to Levin and Roman Polanski.  They make more sense.


                          4.  Minnie Castavet--Ruth Gordon rules!!!!!!!!!!!!!!   Dianne Wiest, forget it!!!!!!!!!!!  But here is the thing about Minnie.  Once Rosemary has given birth, the coven is done with Guy and are now more sympathetic to Rosemary.  Yes, they gaslit her, but if it was not for Guy' s consent, the baby would not have happened, and John Cassavates delivers just enough sleaziness to make Guy's selling his wife's uterus to the coven believable.  What is not known about Minnie is where she comes from, and how she entered in the coven; that is, was she brought up a practicing witch, or only so when she married Roman.? I think somewhere in the novel, Minnie is alluded to having come from the Midwest but that is all we get.  Much more is revealed about Roman, except how he and Minnie met, and was she already practicing or did she enter into it by marriage?   There is no answer here, but it is interesting to conjecture!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                         5.  Doctor Abraham Sapirstein--I really thought it a surprise when it is revealed he belongs to the coven, in spite of his highly regarded reputation.  It is also interesting that he does not live in the building; he is only seen in Minnie and Roman's apartment, not seeming to live at the Bramford.  But he did not charge Rosemary his "fancy schmalzy society prices."


                            6.  Edward "Hutch" Hutchins--No, darlings, this was way before "Starsky And Hutch."  Next to Rosemary and her girlfriends, especially Elise, Hutch, thanks to Maurice Evans' performance, is the most likable character in the story.  He mentors Rosemary, has no idea what a sleaze Guy is, but knows quite a bit about the Bramford.  His mentioning a dead baby being found in the basement in 1959 suggests that the coven tried something before, but it did not work.  Of course, readers/viewers only learn this when discovering what is actually going on.  As for the Trench Sisters, Keith Kennedy and Pearl Ames, I wish Levin had written more about them in the book.  When Hutch disappears, it is very similar to Mrs. Gardenia.  And more tragic, for having gotten to know and like him.


                         7.  The Ending-- This might be the most controversial topic of all.  People have different interpretations--my David feels when Rosemary finally connects with the baby she loses her sanity.  I disagree.  I think Rosemary's maternal instincts kick in, and, as the mother of the presumed child of Satan, she has a power position she did not have before.  Guy at this point is expendable; he will go to California, achieve some fame, but at some point, have an on-set accident.  Rosemary, as the venerated mother of the child, will always be watched over and taken care of, as will the child.  As Roman tells her, "You don't have to join."


                          Darlings, what a nice discussion we have had about "Rosemary's Baby."  I leave you with much to think about.


                          And keep an eye on how Ruth Gordon twirls that fork in her mouth as she eats the cake!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                        


                          

Thursday, May 21, 2026

"Beaches" On Broadway Is All Washed Up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                           It's not like I was not expecting it, darlings, but, really, this soon???????????



                           "Beaches," the first casualty of the TONY season, because it got no nominations, will close this Sunday, May 24, a special day in Musical Theater history because, sixty years ago on that day, "MAME" opened at the Winter Garden!!!!!!!!!!!!!



                               When a show closes, the ones I feel most sympathy toward are the actors.  Eight shows a week they have to present this material, even if it is a piece of crap!  The ones I really blame ae the composer and lyricist of this score.  What in hell were they thinking?  And Lonny Price?????????  Hey, Lonny, couldn't you have gotten a better composer-lyricist team, or one singular, to write a better score, which this show not only deserved but desperately needed?  If "Beaches" had had a good score, it might have become a cult classic among Theater Queens, then it might have lived on in memory and respectability.  Remember 'Merrily' and "RAGS," Lonny???????????????????



                                 So if anyone out there wants to see "Beaches"--God help you, if you do--there is only till this Sunday to do so.  Careers are ruined with this show; it will not take its leads anywhere, nor the superb children who were even better than the leads!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



                               But remember, folks, what Bette Davis as Baby Jane Hudson said, "You can lose everything, but you can never lose your talent."



                                  So, how come I am not appearing on Broadway?????????????????




Wednesday, May 20, 2026

I Just Found Out Juliette Lewis Sings In "The Rocky Horror Show!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The Question Is, Can She?????????????????"


                                  Juliette Lewis does not look so good, girls.  Could it be too much facial work, drugs, or a combination of both????????????????



                                     Lea Michele is a disgrace, but at least she can hit notes.  Lewis is a quirky actress and is playing a role many of us want to--Magenta--in this show.  But did you know she sings the opening song "Science Fiction?"  The score's most melodic and lyrical song, and Juliette Lewis sings THIS?  Can she?



                                        And I thought the Narrator always sings this.  I would rather hear Rachel Dratch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



                                        I have seen a couple of clips on YouTube, and I have not been impressed.  And the theater staff and show crew are coming down hard on the audience participation thing, which is crucial to this show.  I mean, are people going to be stopped from doing the "Time Warp?"  I defy anyone so stop me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



                                           I admit when I first heard she was cast as Magenta, I asked why?  Now, I am really wondering.  I have not seen the show yet, but I plan to, at some point.



                                             Juliette Lewis has always been an actress of limited range.



                                              This time, I am afraid she may be stretching things too far!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Girls, It Is Important To Hydrate And Moisturize, And Use Sun Screen During These Sizzling Summer Months!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Otherwise, You Will End Up Looking Like This!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


 

                            I don't think even Sally Hershberger could do something about "The Water Ghost Of Harrowby Hall."  Looking all damp and clammy is no way to present oneself at any kind of party or social gathering.



                            This is actually billed as "A Victorian Christmas Spirit Story."  The author is John Kendrick Bangs.  I first discovered this story in my children's Hitchcock anthology "Haunted Houseful."  This volume also contained "The Wastywych Secret," by Constance Savery.  With that nasty Victorian mean girl Jessica Fairlie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



                                 But 'The Water Ghost' is hopeless, although she can serve as an example of what happens to girls who do not take care of themselves, especially during the summer months.



                                 Stock up on beauty products while you can!



                                  So you can have "Fun, fun, fun," and maybe Daddy won't take your T-bird away!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Am Important Word About Fleet Week, Girls!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                                        Now, I know that everyone on here loves Fleet Week.  The thing is it usually is around this time.  Gojira leads in the ships from the sea, the sailors disembark, and action ensues.



                                         Remember what I always say, darlings--Bring a sailor home for a home cooked meal.  But "a bit of dinner never hurt, but guess who is gonna be dessert?"



                                             The event will take place, but it will be more chaotic.  Because it is being only limited to three days--July 3, 4, and 5.  To coincide with our nation's 250th Anniversary!!!!!!!!!!!!



                                               Can you imagine what a bottleneck Manhattan will be, then.  I would not even think of coming in.  Though on the 5th, we are supposed to see "Citizen Kane" at a Fathom Events at Regal Cinema on West 14th Street.  Maybe I will nab a sailor then!!!!!!!!!!!!



                                                  So, don't be disappointed, dolls.  Fleet Week will happen, but in a more abbreviated form.



                                                    It will accelerate your wiles in recruiting sailors!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sunday, May 17, 2026

Now, What Kind Of Blogger Would I Be, If I Did Not Write About Rex Reed?????????????????????????


                            Rex Reed, who died on May 12 this year at the age of eighty-seven, during my youth--the Seventies and Eighties--was a big name in entertainment journalism.  Though this post may read more like a gossip column than a tribute.



                           No, darlings, I never slept with Rex Reed, though I can say that even during my wildest periods I don't think I would.  Or would I?  If he could do something for me?  Maybe.  But the point of all this is that, even at his handsomest I did not find him attractive, and I think our personalities would have clashed.  Two too strong egos!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



                           I shall never forget Rex Reed going after Robert Altman on every picture he made.  Of his 1971 film, "McCabe And Mrs. Miller," Reed called it "an incoherent, boring, ponderous and totally worthless piece of garbage....and I am sad to say that 'M*A*S*H*' was an accident."



                           What most people don't know, but I do, girls, after reading an article in "Film Quarterly" during the time "Nashville" came out in 1975 relating an incident at one of the film festivals, where both gentlemen were staying on the same hotel floor, rooms from each other, that something took place.    One night , Altman was going back to his room, and Reed had the door open, coming on to him! Are you kidding?  Anyone who knows anything knew Robert Altman was straight, and that when gay men go after straight men it always ends badly.



                               But then he never came out, did he?   Instead, he never learned from his comeuppance several years before the above, when "TIME Magazine" said of his appearance in the 1970 film, "Myra Breckinridge--"Rex Reed's debut as an actor is on a par with the best line the scriptwriters could give him, 'Where are my tits?' "  Indeed, Rex, where were your tits?????????????



                                  Where Rex trolled, I could not tell.  Though I am sure he did.  He bought an apartment years ago in the Dakota for $30K--can you imagine??????--and Lord knows what that will go for today.  I would love to live there, but I am not about to make a deal with the devil.  I would guess Rex Reed did.



                                     Yes, he could write.  Yes, his bitchiness was entertaining, but after several decades he seemed to disappear from public view.  Like John Simon, his pieces might not be publishable today.  Why do you think I write on here?  Would the American press, even the more minor publications, accept such candor as mine?  I doubt it.



                                      So, hail and farewell to Rex Reed.  Rest In Peace.  And be content with being a footnote in American culture.



                                       Though you probably won't!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Darlings, THIS Is The Show Of The Season!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                                        Three weeks from today are The TONY Awards.  Now, "Schmigadoon" has already picked up some minor prizes, like the Outer Critics Circle choice for "Best Musical."  But here's the thing.  The TONYS, like the Oscars, are so damned political and corporate--isn't everything, girls? --that, much as I want and think it should win "Best Musical," it probably will not.  My advice to you out there is to keep an eye on "The Lost Boys" and "Two Strangers (Carry A Cake Across New York)."



                                        But "Schmigadoon" is the show everyone should see.  A play on the Golden Age Of Musical Theater, even the title suggests "Brigadoon," and so do aspects of the plot.


                                         For show aficionados and Theater Queens like me, the references and in jokes fly, and I caught every one.  For those not in these groups, its colorful staging and knowledgeable direction and choreography by Christopher Gattelli recall the Technicolor musicals of Vincente Minnelli in the 1940s (like "Brigadoon!").  Anyone looking for a 2.5-hour getaway from the current travails of this world are encouraged to see this show.


                                            Besides Gattelli's staging, it also has some Broadway stalwarts like Alex Brightman, Brad Oscar, and Ana Gasteyer, whose performance as the mayor's wife, is a hilarious combination of Hermione Gingold in "The Music Man" and Margaret Hamilton as Almira Gulch in "The Wizard Oz."  By the way, since that film--my favorite--I bet no parent has dared to name their daughter or daughters Almira.  Brad Oscar is the mayor, hilariously dressed as the Mayor Of Munchkin City--another 'Oz' reference--and the reveal between he and Max Clayton, as the Reverend, is hilarious and great for today's times.


                                               The score by Cinco Paul, who also did the book, is wonderfully evocative of musical melodies without plagiarism.    Throughout, one can hear recollections of "Oklahoma!" "Carousel," "The Music Man" and Gilbert And Sullivan Patter that also suggests Stephen Sondheim.  This is American Musical Theater, so no Andrew Lloyd Webber here!  I loved how the score was handled.


                                                I also loved maintaining the methods of entrance and departure from "Schimgadoon."  The duo here are Josh Skinner (Alex Brightman) and Melissa Gimble (Sara Chase), an unmarried couple, one of which is that Skinner is one of the worst kinds of straight guy--someone who dislikes musicals.  It is a pity because, anyone who saw the opening of "Beetlejuice" on Broadway knows Brightman is a more than a capable musical performer, and it is a pity he gets only one song.  He plays his role well, but I wish he had been given more to do.


                                                   Sara Chase, thankfully, is given more and it is when she and the chorus step forward to sing and dance that the show is at its best.  Michael Bennett would be proud, because, beside the stalwarts mentioned--- including McKenzie Kurtz, who plays Betsy, a sort of stand-in for Ado Annie--the show's chorus is actually the star, with its blend of jazz tap, and ballet seldom seen in today's present-day musicals.


                                                      Credit for the Vincente Minnelli color style must be given to set designer, Scott Pask, costume designer Linda Cho, and lighting designer Donald Holder.


                                                     Will "Schmigadoon" stand Time's test, like the shows it references????? Only Time itself will tell.  But right now, darlings, I am telling you, it is the show of the moment, and an avenue of escape for those who need it.


                                                        And all of us do, from time to time. So go!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I Want To Be Photographed By Steven Meisel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                            Originally, darlings, I wanted to be photographed by Patrick Demarchelier, but he died in 2022; so, unfortunately, that is that.  But after looking at the superb color composition, I think Steven Meisel might be the person to photograph me.  That is, if he agrees to photograph me on at least some of my terms.



                           The photo, without question, has to radiate pink.  My idea is me peeking through a face hole, surrounded by a wall of real pink flowers, and smiling at the camera.  I am telling you, it could make a "VOGUE" cover!!!!!!!!!!!!!   ANNA, you hear this???????????????



                             Of course, photographers have other ideas, and I would be interested in hearing them, but the request that is non=negotiable is that I be surrounded by pink.  And with my skin tones, pink is sure to highlight them.



                              I guess "Schimgadoon," which I recently saw and will report on, is giving me all these Technicolor Vincente Minnelli fantasies.  Also, a little bit of Cecil Beaton!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



                              How about it, Steven?  When and where?????????????

I Have Missed Some Important Dates, And Am Sorry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                           It is said in all marriages a time comes when an anniversary is forgotten.  I thought it would never happen this year, but it did.  About ten days later, I realized I had missed May 8, which is the anniversary of when David and I first met.  We always celebrate it.  This year, with shows and doctor appointments it just slipped by.  I am so ashamed.  Now, I suppose one might say we could celebrate it any time, but I am one of those people who like to address the occasion on the actual day.  Will we celebrate the occasion?  I am sure at some point we will do so, but for now, I cannot believe I forgot such an important event in my life.  A life changer in the best, most positive, way.



                              Now, the other date I missed has religious connotations.  That was May 13, which was the 109th anniversary of the apparition of Our Lady Of Fatima to Franciso, Jacinta, and Lucia.  All of whom were first cousins, by the way.  Jacinta, the holiest child at Fatima, must be hauling down lightning bolts at me. not just  for my promiscuous. profligate past life, but for forgetting this date; the only time I have done so.



                                Is it age?  Or was May such a taxing month?  A lot happened in it, and continues to, but I think it was more from coming off the difficulty of April, which has been the case since the late Seventies.  Life changed for me shortly after my college graduation, but in ways I could not have anticipated and that had so many negative impacts upon me.



                               Like Scarlett O' Hara, I managed to survive.  Now that I am in my seventies, perhaps I still get emotionally overwhelmed around this time of year.



                                What's important is David knows I love him, and he me; in fact, several weeks ago, when my friend Angie was in town, we dined at what used to be the place David and I met.  Back in 2010--sixteen years ago!!!!!!!!!!!--it was called the Riviera Cafe; now it is Little Ruby Cafe.  Angie and I had not seen each other in at least seven years--she has been living in Alaska for the past 18-- so maybe, in a way, that was our premature celebration.  The occasion was certainly celebratory.



                                    Still, in a way, I wanted to remember these dates and celebrate them with my readers.



                                     Be good to your spouses, darlings, and may Heaven forgive me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Saturday, May 16, 2026

Girls, I Don't Know What To Tell You About This One!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                                  Actually, darlings, I do!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



                                 "Rosemary's Baby" is a masterpiece, filled with horror and humor, and Mia Farrow giving what is still the performance of her life.  I would never hesitate to recommend this film to anyone, but tonight it is being aired on the "House Of Svengoolie," meaning that in between the film will be Borscht Belt style jokes ruining the film's impact.  Also, they are running it in their usual two-and-a half hour time slot.  "Rosemary's Baby" runs exactly two hours and sixteen minutes, meaning large portions of the film are going to be cut to fit the time frame and moronic humor.



                                    So, here is what I say.  Anyone out there who has NEVER seen this film, even if having read the book, give it a look, because its brilliance will shine through.  This will make those in this group seek out a DVD or streaming airing, to see the complete, uncut film.



                                        For those, like me, who are aficionados of this film, I say SKIP IT!  It is disrespectful to the film, Roman Polanski, Mia Farrow and everyone connected with it.



                                          Those who choose to watch, keep an eye out for the painting of the burning church, and the hourglass coffee pot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



                                             I would love to own those movie props!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



                                          

Thursday, May 14, 2026

The Latest In Bathroom Fashion, Darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Gojira Shower Curtains!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                           Girls, I am telling you, our reptile friend Gojira is branching out.  He is becoming an entrepreneur as well as a movie star.  I understand he actually took the above pattern to ANNA, and she approved it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



                            Aren't they cute, darlings???????????  Little pictures of Gojira all over the curtain.  Children will especially love it.  You know how much Gojira loves children, and they love him!!!!!!!!!!



                             I am telling you this will the next hot fashion item!!!!!!!!!!!!  Your bathroom will be the talk of the neighborhood, darlings.  Make it look sparkling, like this, and not the convent cell in "The Song Of Bernadette."  Unless your taste and faith run to Catholicism.



                              I would be proud to have these curtains in my bathroom.  Everyone get out and support Gojira, who, of course, will donate to his favorite charity.



                              Probably St. Jude's Hospital For Children!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Forty-Nine Years Ago Today...........................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                                        Darlings, I cannot believe it has been that long.  Today, on this very day, I graduated, with honors, from Seton Hall University, with a B.A. in Communications. Of course, I had my eyes set on being a critic on "The New York Times," but how could I have known that the journalism profession would tank?  Or that, in less than two years, my mother would be gone, creating a life change akin to the Civil War enacting a change in Scarlett.



                                           I had to survive the cruelty of some relatives; maintaining I was a loser because I had so much trouble finding a job!  And when I eventually proved them wrong, not a one apologized.  Forgiveness, maybe, forget no.



                                             Though I was a late bloomer, thanks to my education, going all the way back to Highland Park, I found a job perfectly suited for me, in the arts, and that I retired from after 35 years.  My generation, I believe will be the last of the long job termers.



                                              All in all, I have to say I have done pretty well, and I am happy in retirement.  Could I have been a lawyer?  Sure.  But could my stress level and other health issues take it; not to mention mountains of debt I accrued from student loans.



                                             So, thank you, Seton Hall.  Next year will be fifty years, and I am already talking of a party.  Can ANNA come?  I hope so!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



                                             To those out there who may be in the situation I was--don't you let anyone, family or not, put you down.  You are better than they are.



                                               They just do not know it.

Happy Ascension Thursday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                          I don't know if happy is the word for it; a better choice might be celebratory.



                         Ascension Thursday, which takes places 40 days after Easter--yes, we are at that point already--when Jesus bid goodbye to his Apostles on Earth, and, before them, ascended into the sky to Heaven.  That's the way it was told in the Gospel I heard this morning--I was also singing in the choir--and as the Gospel was read, I could almost picture this happening before my eyes.



                             This day creeps up on us--last year I forgot--so I am grateful to be given the chance to rectify the past.  This particular day is also very important as I will reveal in the next post.



                            So, congratulations, Jesus, on completing your mission on Earth.  Now, you get to see how we all handle things down here.  God help us!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



                             However, you acknowledge this Thursday, make it one to remember, darlings!



                              And the season finales of "Law And Order" and 'SVU' are on tonight!



                              I wish they would get rid of Mariska Hargitay and Hugh Dancy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tuesday, May 12, 2026

I Just Love A Crescent Moon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


 

                                                                                   


                                                                            

                    

                                 I have always had a special relationship with the moon.  I love looking up at it, and when I was a child, in my prayers I would always say "God bless the Moon."  At the time, I thought the moon was my special friend, because it seemed, to me, that it followed me everywhere.  It was always there for me to look at, and when driving home from friends or relatives, it always seemed to be following me, watching, until I got home.



                                    When I got older, I developed a strong fondness for crescent moons.  They are beautiful to look at, because one can imagine what is hidden behind it, and I always do.  Georges Melies in his famous 1902 film "A Trip To The Moon" had chorus girls in satin gowns sitting on crescents, and how I would love to be one of them.



                                        Now, a full moon is beautiful but also creepy.  I thought so, even before I knew about werewolves.  Though I can honestly say, I never heard a wolf howl during the full moon, but I think it has something to do with humans and their sexual cycle.



                                        But the crescent moon is safe and comforting, which is why I love it.

                    I mean, look at this image.  Who wouldn't love to be on that crescent?


                  This would be great, expanded into a wall!  Images make great decorations!!!!!!!!!!!!