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Dressed in her best housedress, Celia del Pino, a 63-year-old revolutionary, ) sits in a wicker swing "guarding the north coast of Cuba." She wears the drop pearl earrings left by her departed Spanish lover and dreams of being honored by Fidel Castro -- "El Lider himself" -- on a red velvet divan. Instead, before dawn, she sights her dead husband, iridescent blue and "taller than the palms, walking on water in his white summer suit and Panama...
...Twinkie. No teen realism here, just a romp through the pastel homes and matching mother-daughter outfits of a more naive era. No anxious parental conflict, at least when Tracy's mom is played by Divine, the 300-lb. actor who always looks the height of fashion in a housedress. And no sweat, Baltimore: Waters has done you proud. Watch the moon shimmer in a puddle (as a rat crawls through it). See Tracy triumphant, in her pink roach-patterned evening gown. See Hairspray too. It's light and airy, but it will stick around: the first aerosol movie...
...sinkhole of poverty and despair. In fact, the neighborhood was a big step up from the Lower East Side. Pappa was a skilled shoemaker who made prototypes of new designs. Mamma was known as "the Princess" because she refused to appear on the street in a housedress. She also had a part-time job and unconventional advice for her daughter: "Don't get married, at least not until you can support yourself and make a careful choice. Or don't get married at all, better still...
...that they seem remotely vigorous when the curtain rises. Weller (Cronyn) is in a rumpled bathrobe, and his cane is the only leg he can really count on. Fonsia (Tandy) is encased in a mummy sack of a housedress, and she seems too utterly drained of strength to lift her frowzy bedroom slippers from the floor when she walks. Their mutual terrain is a porch that is peeling in genteel decay. They know all about decay; they are waiting-desperate, lonely, trapped-to find out about death...
...undershirt fixing a beat-up old car. The houses, all built together, were varying shades of brown and grey showing through worn-off coats of light green, pink, yellow--none of them very distinguishable. A woman stood on her doorstep--chatting to another woman in a faded housedress, leaning on a metal railing round the basement steps with several spokes missing. About half the way along I saw a sickly pink door, banged on it because there was no bell. A half-blind old man shuffled up to let me in, breathing out beer and mumbling. "Up here!" called someone...