For those with an interest in the place and time that was the inspiration for Harvey's new play there is a great Huff Post article about the book "Casa Susanna" with many pictures of the "tall ships" that the resort attracted.
Yesterday, this article began with the sentence "Casa Susana is a compelling new book..." (emphasis mine).
It's good to see someone at Huff finally realized that the book was published 9 years ago. Too bad they couldn't catch the error in spelling on the title, though...
Huffington Post often makes Wikipedia look like the Encyclopedia Britannica.
Just bought this book yesterday. What a fascinating, surreal, heartbreaking (and/or heartwarming) experience. As much as I enjoyed the play, I really want to know who those real men were and what were their stories. Are any still alive, do they know about the book and what it's inspired?
Robert Hill's doctoral dissertation, "As a man, I exist; as a woman, I live": Heterosexual Transvestism and the Contours of Gender and Sexuality in Post-War America, is also available to read in full online. Lots of information on Tito/Susanna Valenti, Virginia Prince (basis for Reed Birney's character), Trasvestia Magazine, and Casa Susanna.
Hill collaberated with the editors of the Casa Susanna book and his research was used by Fierstein in the writing of the play. His disseration is very readable and fascinating, if anyone is interested in getting more information about the culture in the period. http://deepblue.lib.umich.edu/bitstream/handle/2027.42/57615/rshill_3.pdf?sequence=2
"You travel alone because other people are only there to remind you how much that hook hurts that we all bit down on. Wait for that one day we can bite free and get back out there in space where we belong, sail back over water, over skies, into space, the hook finally out of our mouths and we wander back out there in space spawning to other planets never to return hurrah to earth and we'll look back and can't even see these lives here anymore. Only the taste of blood to remind us we ever existed. The earth is small. We're gone. We're dead. We're safe."
-John Guare, Landscape of the Body