A portrait of his mother reveals his admiration for Sirkian melodramas, for a Bette Davis or Barbara Stanwyck–like glamour that defies reality’s vulgar truths. Standing before the ocean in a billowing emerald dress with matching necklace, her hair tied behind a butterfly-printed scarf, and wearing canary-colored sunglasses, Price’s mother transcends home-movie status.
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