Word: glamoured
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...ever held and interview like this, you know. I'm doing it because I enjoyed doing 'Cabaret' so much, and it also gives me a chance to talk with Americans. Oh yes, I've been to America before, my wife (does the heart sink?) used to work for Glamour magazine. But I've been living amongst this colony of American refugees (so he can be sarcastic...) in London, and they all have this terribly pessimistic view of the States. I wanted to see for myself. And then, I adore travelling more than anything else. I think it's what...
Talk about nostalgia! The movie was all about the bad old days when Mafia "families" were submachine gunning each other in classic Cadillacs, and its premiere harked back to the good old days when searchlights stabbed the Hollywood sky to honor the world's Glamour People. Except that this premiere was on Broadway. Raquel Welch was there, and Ali MacGraw and Bob Evans, Elliott Gould, Polly Bergen, Jack Nicholson, Paula Prentiss, Rona Barrett, Andy Williams. There were plenty of Kennedys-Eunice and Sargent Shriver, Jean and Stephen Smith, Pat Lawford -plus a sizable slither of socialites. But the superstar...
...begun to suffer the disillusionment of "Liberation Backlash" already. For I've seen that for a wife and mother to return to work there is little financial gain. And since there aren't nearly enough "glamour" jobs to go around, most just trade the drudgery of housewifery for the drudgery of an office...
...their imaginations fed by the strangeness around them; they colored the image of the dream with the violence and exageration and passion of the landscape, and somehow, the dream became Realer than Reality, Larger than Life. They took the dream, and played with it, investing it with all the glamour and naive idealism, all the basic honesty and secret corruption, all the hope and disappointment that was in them or that they could imagine. In short, they made movies...
...springing, perhaps, from no more than a wayward romantic impulse) it still seems sad to see the studios die. Making myths, developing dreams, they became mythic themselves, 'forming the tangible, actually existing center of a new dream: the dream of Hollywood, of stardom, of a tacky but imaginatively potent 'glamour. The reality on which that dream was based may often have been cheap and false, but sometimes it was not. Like a popular song, like a mass-printed poem, like a B-movie, it at least provided something to dream about; in regard to dreams, something is always better than...