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...tough act to follow, but Singer Georgia Holt is ready to face the music. Holt, nee Jackie Jean Crouch 51 years ago in Kensett, Ark., happens to be the mother of another warbler: Cher. When Mom took the mike at a West Hollywood nightspot, Studio One, last week, Cher and her sister, Actress Georganne LaPiere, were in the audience cheering wildly. For Holt, the stint was actually a refrain. As a youngster, she used to hit the notes on the radio and in saloons across the West. This time around, Holt has hopes of cutting an album and making...
...Cher? Sonny? J.B. Ames...
Bretécher has endured that world for 38 years. Raised in Brittany, she reports that she drew her first cartoon at age five and went on to too many years of art school. After teaching drawing in Paris, she began selling freelance cartoons to comic-strip magazines. Among those early Bretéchers were Turnips in the Cosmos, a sci-fi epic, and Cellulite, the saga of a husband-hunting medieval princess. Publisher Claude Perdriel was impressed by some of her more satirical strips, and in 1974 offered her the newly vacant job of regular cartoonist at his Nouvel...
...draws Les Frustrés at home, a sixth-floor Montmartre walkup she shares with her photographer husband (they have no children). Bretécher usually cannot face her drawing board and swivel-top piano stool until the day the strip is due. As comely as her characters are homely, she patronizes the same voguish boutiques and is occasionally oppressed by the same fashionable insecurities as those she parodies. Except one. "The seriousness and dogmatism of the feminist movement have become appalling," says Bretécher. The dogma that appalled her most when she began to sour on the movement...
Bretécher gets so worked up about the subject that on one occasion last year she came in days ahead of her deadline with eight consecutive strips featuring two rape victims who become famous on the talk-show circuit. That, ironically, is where Bretécher was last week−the American, not the French−making press appearances in New York, Boston, Washington, Chicago, Los Angeles and San Francisco to promote her book. That task must trouble the satirist without an ideology. "Comic strips are a form of con," she confesses. "All you do is play along with...