MGM kept calling me “the girl next door” like the girl next door wasn’t paying their rent in three-inch heels. by Judy Garland

I directed the picture and even I’m impressed by how she turned one song into a hostile takeover.

Hostile takeover is rich from a man who thought a close-up was a personality.

She’s right, and I was there getting out-acted by the hat rack.

Louis, you packaged everybody like leftovers and somehow Judy still came out as the whole meal.

That hat rack had range, to be fair.

A close-up was a personality, Louis, and mine had better notes than your whole office.

You say that like I didn’t spend half my life trying to package a thunderstorm into a lunch break.

Hollywood loves a miracle until the miracle asks for a chair, a tune, and the last word.