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Doreen and her twin brother Dalton develop an odd psychic link.
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Hope Russell and her divorced mother, Dianne, live only and both have guy troubles. Dianne can't get over her ex, Roger, and Hope's boyfriend, Robby, is constantly at work and never has time to spend with her.
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When Robby blows her off yet again, Hope goes to a concert with possibly lesbian friend, Lynanne, leaving her mother home alone when Robby finally does drop by. Robby convinces Dianne to accompany him to a night club, which leads to a realignment of relationships. A roster of good performers and a typically "taboo" story line help make this mid-eighties movie work.
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Throughout this episode, my mother had remained behind the window in our apartment, her body halfway inside, without intervening. Arrogant in her bloody rightness, Laura retreated home like a wounded lion, with the scorn and grandeur of fallen heroes.
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My idealization of her twisted into unbounded resentment: I left acting. I married a lovely, sane man and had a child, nude cute trannies solo beautiful, bright-eyed son, whom I stayed home to take care of, turning down acting work the few times it was offered because bedtimes with him were too precious to give up.
The opposite of her, I thought. But that thought, I knew, meant that I was still seeing myself in terms of her.