The lacquered features and loose mannerisms sit in tension, like a Kabuki mask surrounded by a haze of free-flowing giggles, gulps, and gazes. Liza Minnelli's face, by contrast, has always radiated an energy of concentrated force but vague direction. No matter how needy or awestruck, her facial expressions had a pointed quality that telegraphed the determination and persistence that brought Dorothy home. Garland, even when she was a mess, was always indelibly Judy.
There's always been a resemblance, but time has etched Minnelli's features with a precise quality of Judy Garland's that also helps to clarify one key difference between the public images of the two. Sharp, calm, and articulate, she'll later explain the discrepancy by saying of the HSN debacle, "I was tired! They'd had me working too hard, and we shot that segment very late, and I was just tired." The most striking thing about Minnelli's appearance, though, is that she's come to look almost chillingly like her mother. And yet somehow this same person greets me today in a manner that suggests otherwise. Combined with her over-the-top Sex and the City 2 cameo, in which she sang "Single Ladies (Put a Ring on It)," it seemed that Minnelli might be sliding into clownish irrelevance.
She was repetitive, slurring, and spacy: One fan called in to express her admiration for Minnelli, saying, "You're truly a mentor for me," and Minnelli responded, bizarrely, "You're my mentor too." Video of the show went viral some speculated that Minnelli might have fallen off the wagon. Incredibly so, when you tally up the struggles of her 64 years-the well-known litany of marriages, addictions, and constant comebacks-whose collective wear on her seemed clear during her disastrous June appearance on HSN to promote the Liza Collection, a line of sequined clothing and sparkly jewelry. Wearing a deep red silk Chinese-style shirt, black trousers and flats, a small gold cross on a chain around her neck, and diamond earrings almost half the size of her eyes, Minnelli does look good. "Damn, she looks good," he says to his colleague before welcoming Liza Minnelli into the marble lobby of the Hotel Plaza Athenee, a few blocks from her home on New York's Upper East Side. The younger of two doormen, who looks to be about 25, Latino, and straight, recognizes the woman on the sidewalk instantly.
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