Sim1Vale Anna Nicole Smith
February 12th 2007 00:48
Ms Smith
In the space of a few weeks, first Liz Renay and now Anna Nicole Smith.
Woe is me.
I loved Ms Smith because few in recent times have had a life more art-like. An American tragedy played out right before our eyes. The dream – rags to riches a favourite in Hollywoodland. The reality -fame, fortune and a sad lonely death.
For so called serious film-makers, someone like Ms Smith shows that the real world is way more twisted than fiction. When they write scripts and hold onto their perceived ability to interpret fiction taking it way to sooo seriously – the real world knocks them to the floor.
Like someone with real talent slapping down a cry-baby at an art gathering.
For trashy Film-makers it shows that they were right all along.
Ms Smith gave millions their simile – why 9 to 5 when you’ve got the goods. Ugly people get their cars searched. Beautiful people get a talking to. Sexy people get their flat tyres changed by the cops. Believe me, my good friend Stella Mylo, not only got a saggy tyre changed by law enforcement officers – she doesn’t even have a valid driving licence. Who knows who the car she drives is registered to. She walks in a world were sexy is currency and you trade-out as long as it lasts.
Long live the real world.
Anyway, if you’ve got that sexy thing, work it – sell it and leave the 9 to 5 world in the quivering hands of the time punching la-la’s.
“I got to meet Andrew G.”
Gushes someone somewhere – nowhere special.
But then there’s that old thing – be careful what you wish for, it might just come true. Pretty Woman started life with a tragic ending but ended with one encrusted in Hollywood sparkle. Reality slows down the traffic at an accident but it’s not entertaining – just sad.
And the other myth - those with talent make it.
RIP Ms Smith.
Until next time and happy film-making.
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