![]() The satire is too good-humored about both women to do blunt, melodramatic injury. ![]() ![]() The portraits here are not especially flattering, but neither are they scandalous. ''You want me to do well,'' says Suzanne, ''just not better.'' Theirs is not the kind of mother-daughter relationship that tears the lid off Hollywood and boils old icons in bile. All that she has ever wanted for her (in addition to a good agent, a trusted business manager and an attractive man) is that Suzanne do well. ''Or Lana Turner?'' Says Suzanne, ''Those are my options?'' Doris loves her daughter, but sometimes her patience wears out. ''How would you like to have Joan Crawford as a mother?'' she screams at Suzanne. In these rather special circumstances, Doris has not been a bad mother, something she feels compelled to note from time to time. She also drinks a bit too much, but it doesn't show until the morning she smashes her car into a tree, with more damage to the car than to either her person or her self-esteem. ![]() ![]() When she goes to visit Suzanne at the drug rehabilitation clinic, she carries Woolite in her purse. Miss MacLaine is her mother, Doris Mann, a musical comedy star of the 50's and 60's, an overwhelming public personality of the sort who is ''done'' by female impersonators but who, privately, is nothing if not practical. ![]()
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