Yes, she crawls. She barfs over the back of the couch. She imitates a dog lifting its leg to pee. She tugs at her much-younger boyfriend’s pants leg, begging for booze or pills or a taste of what’s behind his fly. And none of this has any point as drama except that we’re supposedly watching the last days of Judy Garland. Isn’t there a law against trafficking in human corpses? I feel sure it contains some clause that might be enforceable against... More >>>