Tuesday, May 27, 2003

Here's a pretty good example of the down side of fame. Poor Nicole Kidman can't even have a bloody fag when she feels like one!

It's interesting that this high standard of lung-morality isn't applied to other flashbulb addicts. So it shows the different kinds of fame on offer to the chicks. There's this dignified role-model variety at one end; and the grotesque, tragic has-been niche inhabited by the likes of Liza Minelli at the other. (In the latter smoking, drinking and being perpetually stoned are assets, not liabilities.)

It seems that once you get slotted by the tabloids into either of these extreme fame-genres it is very difficult to break out of it and find another one.

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