They whispered and giggled and chatted the girl with wide eyes ate a submarine sandwich, while others munched on popcorn. They each paid a dollar to the cashier at the office desk in the narrow lobby, and made their way toward a theater cloaked in fireproof turquoise curtains - among them, a woman in tight brown curls and wide, hopeful eyes a man eager to see breasts onscreen a woman eager to see them too.Ī red carpet laid out in Oscars style led them down the aisle toward Andy Warhol’s “Lonesome Cowboys,” in its third week at the theater despite terrible reviews.
