Oedipa, mia

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Things change, evolve- like Oedipa. A better "fit" for the cinematization of Oedipa than Denueve (spell?), by the way, might be Mia Farrow, ala Rosemary's Baby, but directed by Woody Allen rather than Polanski.

Anyhow, while most of the characters swirling around Oedipa devolve, Ms. Maas definitely grows in complexity. In fact her evolution might be thought of as causing, or helping to cause, the devolution of Mucho, Hilarius, Metzger, Roseman (almost) etc. This Chick spells trouble for the men in thie story, except those directly connected with T, which we don't really get to see, except perhaps at the end- those chaps with the pale cruel faces in the black mohair sweaters? It was Oedipa who had donned the black sweater early on, some sort of correlation? Maybe Oedipa is about to put her stamp on the T, or assume her rightful place at the head of the table- Chairwoman of the Board- rather than the other way around. 

Speaking of gender, is it fair to assume that if Wharfinger's play had been produced during the period of it's alleged conception, all the roles, including the female parts, would have been played by men or boys, given the constraints of English Secular Theater at that time?

A bold director (trix?) back then might really have been able to add to the chill, by actually having all the masked and black-costumed trysterians played by females. Only their figures would belie them, but given the masking and anonymity, it would add to the mystery and sense of malignant uncertainty.