so long, susan sontag. lady critics' collective sex appeal takes a decisive dip in your absence. thank you for notes on "camp", particularly
4. Random examples of items which are part of the canon of Camp:

Zuleika Dobson
Tiffany lamps
Scopitone films
The Brown Derby restaurant on Sunset Boulevard in LA
The Enquirer, headlines and stories
Aubrey Beardsley drawings
Swan Lake
Bellini's operas
Visconti's direction of Salome and 'Tis Pity She's a Whore
certain turn-of-the-century picture postcards
Schoedsack's King Kong
the Cuban pop singer La Lupe
Lynn Ward's novel in woodcuts, God's Man
the old Flash Gordon comics
women's clothes of the twenties (feather boas, fringed and beaded dresses, etc.)
the novels of Ronald Firbank and Ivy Compton-Burnett
stag movies seen without lust
on camp, i took great interest in the living room scale [site presently busted], a checklist that determines one's social class based on furnishings (add points for hardwood floor, for instance, and subtract for naugahyde). we scraped past "high prole (working class)" thanks to inherited turkish rugs (+5 each) and took a big hit for one of my mom's sculptures (-4), though its market value is possibly higher than the rugs'. my favorite items on the list are "tabletop obelisk of marble, glass, etc" (+9) and "potted citrus tree with midget fruit" (+8); i can't imagine anyone other than a drug lord / soap star or miss havisham, respectively, having either of those. that's the lumpenprole in me talking, naturally.

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