


Vivien Leigh in A Streetcar Named Desire (1951)
CAMP: "A cornucopia of frivolity, incongruity, theatricality, and humour." "A deadly, winking, sniggering, snuggling, chromium-plated, scent-impregnated, luminous, quivering, giggling, fruit-flavored, mincing, ice-covered heap of mother love." "The lie that tells the truth." "Ostentatious, exaggerated, affected, theatrical; effeminate or homosexual; pertaining to or characteristic of homosexuals."
With this greatest of American poet-playwrights camp became a myth-making process, which homogenised unhappy homosexuality, drugs, family dependence, fear of women and hatred of his masculine erotic images into an elaborate pantheon of monsters - Blanche DuBois, Stanley Kowalski, Mrs Stone, Big Daddy - all of whom are Oedipal archetypes. Their fights and loves, hates and happinesses, spell out in code language the twisted and unhappy path of the artist's life on a level which is truer than his autobiography but less a de-personalised work of art than the similar characters of, say, Arthur Miller."Why did I write? Because I found life unsatisfactory." - Tennessee Williams
The degree of self-deprecating wit and ornate nostalgia which decorates Tennessee Williams' work is an essential concomitant of camp; if an author creates all his characters as transparent masks for the self, he needs to tart them up a bit to avoid monotony (a saving flourish which is often lacking in his later work). Williams is also, especially in The Rose Tattoo, and the screen version of The Milk Train Doesn't Stop Here Anymore (Boom), one of the most polished and original conscious users of camp, turning his Witch of Capri from the latter into a cameo role for Noel Coward and utilising the gay poetry of the tattoo so beloved of his translator, Cocteau.