So Very: Middle School Obsessions; On Johnny Depp
Middle School Obsession
I just read Carrie Frye's great newsletter, Black Cardigan. She writes a lot about "writerly" things, but THIS week she wrote about Duran Duran. She shared a whole bunch of photos of Duran Duran photos from a folder on her desk top which she calls "Awkward Photos of Duran Duran." Anyway, she's awesome, and you should sign up for her newsletter. She and I had a back and forth email conversation about a movie that John Taylor was in during the 90s called "Sugar Town." It was directed by one of my favorite filmmakers, Alison Anders and it's about aging rock stars. Also Ally Sheedy is in it. (!!!) It's excellent. Go find it on Amazon.
The funny thing about Duran Duran is that I couldn't stand them in middle school. I loved them as I got older, but maybe there was an intimidating sexuality in middle school around them that I couldn't relate to. The girls who loved them--as Carrie writes in an Awl article about a Duran Duran sleepover she had with a friend--were hysterical/obsessed. I remember a girl asking me who my favorite Duran Duran member was in 1984 and I said, "I don't like any of them." This was the wrong answer. It would be like telling a Justin Bieber fan that you didn't understand the song Baby. I was much more into the bad boys, even back then. Rob Lowe and Matt Dillion--HELLO--were my favorites in The Outsiders.
Carrie Frye had posters of Duran Duran and in middle school I had posters of The Outsiders. When Soda Pop came out of that shower? Oh my middle school loins.
No, I'm not watching Tom Cruise, or whatever he's doing with his face. When I was 13, I was watching that ass. Clearly other people felt the same way about Rob Lowe coming out of that shower, because all I had to do was Google Soda Pop Curtis shower and LORT. It was a very big deal to see ass when you were 13!
Who was your middle school crush?
On Johnny Depp
Kill Your Idols.
Seriously! I don't know what else to say but that! I had been falling out of love with Johnny for a long time. When he separated from Vanessa Paradis it turned me off--maybe all of us off?--from him. We can tolerate our divorced, bloated, even drunk or drugged out actors as long as they're a) making good movies and b) not punching women. So Johnny is a fucking abuser. He beat up Amber Heard multiple times. She has the photos to prove it. She has witnesses. END OF STORY. Do I really need to link to any thing? Just look at the cover of People Magazine.
The sickest part is that Johnny Depp will pay her $20 million or whatever is she's entitled do for not signing a pre-nup. She'll go away. He'll go to rehab. And then he'll be the come back kid and no one will care that his ex-wife was on the cover of People with a black eye. That she has texts of his assistant saying, "He feels really bad when he was kicking you."
I took down the Johnny and Winona making out photos on the sign up page of So Very and replaced it with this lunatic.
Deep Thoughts: Hillary Clinton
What I'm Reading, Watching, Obsessing Over
"Weiner" filmmakers on the Today Show. This great New Republic article by Elspeth Reeve on Anthony Weiner. Cilantro haters have a mutated gene. Are mom blogs fake? 'America was never great' hat leads to death threats. BFF tattoos (hey Beth, we have one of these!) Clinton will cinch the nomination in New Jersey--go Jersey! Joan Didion writes about Woody Allen's self-absorption back in 1979. The comments on this article are ridiculous--you're blaming a mother for her kid falling into a Gorilla pit at the zoo?
Thanks for reading!
--Hayley