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Together, Mia and Dustin represent a coincidence of other myths: the airborne colleen and the earthbound Jew, Peter Pan and Peter Schlemiel, the miserable winner and the happy loser. Like most myths, they contain an indissoluble grain of truth. Mia Farrow has been cowering from show-business success like a cornered rabbit. Hoffman has been swimming backward in it like a lobster. To Mia, life is colored with pastels and studded with magic stones; to Hoffman, it is a black-and-white documentary. She can skip down Manhattan's Third Avenue without creating a ripple. When Hoffman is recognized...
...at?they used to call me 'Dustbin'?you either go inside yourself or become a clown. In seventh grade, I played Tiny Tim because I was the shortest kid in the class. Because a ninth-grader dared me, in front of all the parents at the Christmas show, I said: 'God bless us every one, Goddammit.' I got suspended for that. In high school, the other guys had hair on their chests and played football. I played tennis, had a big nose and acne so bad my face looked like a rifle range...
...with TIME Reporter Jay Cocks, Farrow, speaking in her sotto voce that raises "Good morning" to the level of a state secret, took some of those particles and put them together in vaguely chronological order. In nearly every respect, Farrow began as Hoffman's polar opposite. He was outside show business with his nose pressed up against the window. In Hollywood, Mia was Old Money: her father was Director John Farrow, her mother Actress Maureen O'Sullivan. The third of seven children, Mia was always the vulnerable one. "I got all the diseases," she recalls, "including polio when...
...immediately after John's death," recalls Maureen O'Sullivan, "that Mia found herself a role in an off-Broadway production of The Importance of Being Earnest, which led to a part in a television show that we thought was dreadful. We all sat around and said, 'Now who's going to tell her?' We didn't tell her because she thought she was pretty horrible herself...
After the Las Vegas wedding?attended by 37 still cameras, 14 motion-picture cameras and seven writers?show business set in. "Hah!" chortled Sinatra's ex-wife Ava Gardner, "I always knew Frank would wind up in bed with a boy." The gossip columnists were scarcely kinder. The pair's every waking hour seemed to make the wire services. During the affair, when she lopped off her hair, Dali called it "mythical suicide." After the separation, her behavior seemed more of the same. She flew off to India with her flower-child sister Prudence* for a month of transcendental meditation...