7Nov/09N/A3
Review: I Am My Own Wife
A review by Bradley Troll
A light touch of her pearls, a soft swish of the matronly black apron over the black lace of a modest skirt. She turns a squeaky crank and delicately places the needle to the record as the soft static of an Edison phonograph prepares to tell its symphonic story. Behind her--antiques. Clocks, record players, sideboards... looming just behind the lace scrim screens. And on a table, small representations of these things, lingering memories of the grandeur of her famous museum in Bernlin-Mahlsdorf.
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