The Secret Life of the Lonely Doll is definitely a four-star book. This biography of Dare Wright had a lot of flaws, but a year later the story's still imprinted in my generally flaky memory, and I can't deny that I sat down and inadvertently read the whole thing in one sitting, sooooo. its terrifying to witness, but apart from that - not truly remarkable. and its the same thing - relentless photographing of each other - beauty transformations involving makeup and hair color changes - a fug of cigarette smoke. but i know a mother daughter pair like this. and a mother as self-absorbed and delusional as miss edith should have been left to fend for herself long before it got to that point.
sleeping in the same bed together well into the daughter's fifties is just plain absurd. much like three or four women cannot be around each other without spontaneously engaging in lesbian pillow fight action, mothers and daughters living together their whole lives leads to emotional claustrophobia and, eventually, insanity. mothers and their daughters should not spend this much time together. instead, it is as tragically funny as watching grey gardens - maybe a little sadder. i think i expected something more tragic and explosive than this.
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