There were frequent nights when Joan Crawford could be found at home, alone, drinking and talking back to her television set. When her old movies were shown, if the movie was real bad she would yell at the TV and say, “Joan Crawford, you stink, you really stink.” If the film was good she cut telephone callers short. “Hang up,” she told her daughter Cindy. “I’m watching Flamingo Road and it’s enchanting.”

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