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...surly, pill-popping, wheelchair-bound mother, who is outraged (not very credibly) at her daughter's job on feminist grounds and vows to stop the production. Not a bad idea - turning Mom into a real-life counterpart of a horror-film stalker - but her character (at least in Lusia Strus's over-the-top performance) is too much of a shrieking harridan from the start, and neither Moore nor director Josh Hecht manage to make the farcical revenge plot pay off. But a little reworking might do wonders for this promisingly pulpy play...
Downstairs, I climbed into the backseat of a minibus with curtained windows, flanked by KGB agents. We were preceded by a police car with a flashing light and siren and followed by another car. Lusia arrived at Domodedovo Airport % more than two hours later. She told me that as soon as she hung up after my call, our phone went dead (service wasn't restored until December 1986). Soon afterward, police and KGB cordoned off our building and stopped correspondents and friends from entering...
Five minutes after Lusia arrived, an officer announced that our plane, a Tu- 154, was ready. A dozen KGB agents accompanied us on our special flight. We were too relieved at being reunited to worry about where we were headed -- we didn't care if it was to the ends of the earth. In Gorky we were loaded into another minibus. "Where are we going?" Lusia asked our anonymous escorts...
...Lusia, meanwhile, had been talking with our "landlady" and had taken a look around the apartment, which had four rooms (one reserved for the landlady), plus kitchen and bathroom. The landlady told Lusia she was the widow of a KGB officer. (It took us six months to discover what her real duties were: to make sure that the window in her room was left unbolted to allow KGB agents access to the apartment from the street, bypassing the police manning a watch post.) As I appeared, she retired to her room...
...last Lusia and I were alone together.* She'd had the foresight to pack our transistor radio, and on the evening news my exile was the lead story, along with Afghanistan. For the next two weeks foreign broadcasts featured protests by writers, public personalities and -- of particular weight -- scientists, including the U.S. scientists Sidney Drell and Jeremy Stone. The intervention of U.S. National Academy of Sciences President Philip Handler and other prominent scientists might have forestalled further steps against me. My Soviet colleagues, regrettably, kept silent -- except for public attacks...