Whenever I think of Liza Minelli or Judy Garland the word hysterical springs to mind. When they sing, dance, emote, appear in films it always seems that full-on screaming of the sort that buys a one way ticket to Bedlam is about to start. In interviews Liza is always ready to talk about her mama. In this picture Liza is portrayed in full-on Cabaret mode against a backdrop of wombs as the light from the mothership (what else?) calls her home. (I do quite like Liza and Judy although it may seem otherwise from this post...)
