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- Nicky and Pammy’s blood oath: NYC, pre-HIV
- Times Square, Here no More
- Robin Johnson in “Film Review,” Oct. 1980
- Times Square press kit photographs: Nicky and Pammy (1981)
- Times Square press kit photographs: Nicky and Pammy (1980)
- Times Square press kit photographs: Tim Curry
- Nicky and Pammy, Angeles
- Poem for Pamela Pearl
- I heart Robin Johnson
- Times Square press kit photographs: Robin Johnson
- Robin Johnson, et al, “Code Name: Foxfire” b/w promo pic
- Celebrating Robin Johnson!
- Times Square press kit photographs: Trini Alvarado
- Kamikaze Hearts in The Cleo Club
- Pamela Pearl is a RIOT GRRRL!
- Nicky + Pammy / White Girl + Cyclona: Times Square / Freeway II
- Times Square review in “Monthly Film Bulletin”
- Times Square / Robin Johnson centrefold!
- The Voice of Revolution / Robin Johnson’s voice
- Pammy, Working Hot
- Passion! Fashion! Trashin’!: the costumes of Times Square
- Times Square and the dearth of denim
- Timesqueer: POV editing
- Riot Women of Contemporary Cinema
- Nicky, Off You
- Trini Alvarado in “Smash Hits”
- Love letter to Nikki / Career Advice
- Nicky and Pammy, Hand in Glove
- Louise the monkey and Trini Alvarado’s tits
- Times Square: Deleted Scene
- Design for Living: Pammy and Nicky
- Pammy and Nicky, lucubrated
- Trini Alvarado pin-up
- Times Square “Lesbian Film Guide” review
- Nicky, this IS one of your best ideas
- ¡No Pasarán! ¡Venceremos! ¡Sleez For All!
- Robin Johnson pin-up!
- Times Square, nostalgia, and melancholy
- Pammy, Feed the Light
- Blaze a blaze: Trini and Robin, smokin’!
- Where are they now?: iii) Johnny LaGuardia
- St Nicky of the Piers
- Where are they now?: ii) Nicole “Nicky” Marotta
- Nicky (and Pammy), Hard
- Where are they now?: i) Pamela “Pammy” Pearl
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This was a full-page advertisement in the October 1980 issue of Tiger Beat.
Thank heavens for large promotional budgets; I was a fairly regular reader of Tiger Beat at the time, and women or girls rarely featured on its pages.
on vintage 80s
Marotta Brigades “work shirt”
(my design, revised and printed at
“My Cup of Tee,” Jakarta,
In my previous post, I alluded — again! — to one of the many sites of loss in Times Square. Pamela (Trini Alvarado) has awoken to find Nicky (Robin Johnson) gone. The shot reverses to reveal Pamela’s viewpoint: Nicky’s now-empty bed, and through the window behind it, the World Trade Center towers.
Contemporary analyses of Times Square frequently note that the film presages the loss of a city. This loss of buildings and neighbourhoods extends beyond “mere” architecture — as if architecture ever designates material structures alone — to a cultural geography that maps absence.
But the loss that I feel most sharply when I now watch the film can be evoked by a single image:
Nicky and Pammy’s blood oath, with Nicky’s assurance that she will not hurt Pammy, the drawing of (first) blood, the frenzied yet desperate calling of each others’ names, functions as a cinematic coding for loss of virginity / sexual activity. But it is the literal mingling of fluid in the blood oath that now makes me shiver: at the moment of filming, at Times’s Square‘s release (1979-80), New York City was about to become one of the epicenters of the AIDS epidemic. As Joseph F. Lovett’s remarkable documentary Gay Sex in the Seventies (2005) demonstrates, a culture was about to be devastated. Such an image could never be viewed innocently again.
In memory of those “not lost, but gone before,” on World AIDS Day.
This article is from the October 1980 issue of Film Review. It is part of a two-page feature on new films about young women in music; the preceding page focuses on Hazel O’Connor in Breaking Glass (dir. Brian Gibson, 1980).
As with most contemporary reviews, the article posits Time Square as a film in which the desire to become a rock star propels the narrative and drives the protagonists. I find this really interesting, because to me, this is an almost incidental aspect of the film. (Unless “become a rock star” is dyke code for “get a hot girlfriend”; it’s possible, because I was and remain out of the loop. Nevertheless…)
Otherwise, the article focuses on the film as debut for the “witty and talented” Robin Johnson, a “pretty girl displaying a keen sense of humour.” Until reading this article I didn’t know that to prepare for the role of Nicky Marotta, Johnson had “voice lessons, singing tutorial and dance and movement classes.” Also that she had never eaten flowers before.