Cinema: Potty Old Party

Murder, She Said (M-G-M), "I'm the new maid." At this apparently innocuous announcement, the lady of the house looks up to smile a welcome. Her jaw drops. In the doorway stands a domestic disaster. The torso suggests a pup tent full of Jell-0, the hair looks like something dumped out of a vacuum cleaner, the chin resembles the business end of an ax, the eyes slide around like eggs on a plate, the tiny mouth might almost be a third nostril. The legs—it somehow comes as a surprise that there are only two of them—look like snaggled paper clips jabbed into...

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