Dancing Mothers

To see the kind of radiance one generally only finds in Edie

Sedgwick (in her might-as-well-be-silent Warhol movies), check

out the scene with racy Clara Bow in a fatcat's apartment while

he's away, swilling his liquor and kicking up her heels on his

couch. Literally. (Was this scene the inspiration for the invasion of

Jerry Lewis' house in THE KING OF COMEDY?) Guzzling gallons

of expensive booze and tracing the line of warmth down her

tummy, Bow is a miraculous fireworks show of life-love and gay

impiety. This is star acting! Our biggest names o\f the moment

seem feeble and class-free by contrast.