Loretta's pathological delusions that she has talent manifest themselves in a classic scene where she pounds away on the living room spinet and absolutely murders a beloved Wizard of Oz tune. Fortunately for the neighbor guest, Leroy is there to assuage his discomfort with a comment most appropriate for the occasion.
2 comments:
Again all in black. Another funeral? Another of the nameless masses dead around them, but they live on? Is Loretta singing a dirge to their never-ending circle of hate?
Wings: It's art!
Post a Comment