He thanked Mrs. Hernández and she left for the day.
Lindsey stood watching the TV screen. Mother was completely absorbed in her old movie. Lindsey recognized the film. Mother hadn’t even had to tinker with the TV controls, the movie was already in black-and-white. It was Whatever Happened to Baby Jane. Lindsey watched for several minutes. Davis and Crawford were either awfully wonderful or wonderfully awful, he couldn’t tell which. But the bloated, mincing Victor Buono stole the show as far as Lindsey was concerned.
Mother set her cup on its saucer with a clash. She turned toward Lindsey, pointing back at the screen, at the frightening image of an elderly Bette Davis costumed as Baby Jane, prancing and singing, obviously mad.
Lindsey started forward, reaching to switch off the image and calm his mother.
But she said, “You see, Hobart? It’s like that other one, like that one with Gloria Swanson. Only this one is different. Norma Desmond really thought it was long ago, but Baby Jane only wants it to be long ago. She wants to make it be long ago, but she can’t do it.”
Lindsey didn’t know what to make of it. What should he say?
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