I saw this movie (this is the final scene, I think) when I was a kid and it totally freaked me out. Streisand plays Daisy Gamble, a daffy clairvoyant who wears big hats and sings songs. I really want to see it again but I’m afraid of the same thing happening as when I revisited Escape from New York for the first time since junior high and walked away from the film sad and confused about how I might possibly feel twenty-five years from now about films I think are good today. This one’s a real doozy – especially the end.
