Saturday, June 10, 2006

There is such an odd connection between the famous and the regular. Those who are famous publicly show us such intimates sides of themselves. We see them cry and laugh and fall in love. We see them cheat and lie and hate. While they may only be acting out the characters in a story, there is something of them in each movie. When we seem them as their "regular" selves on a talk show, we can picture them with tears on their cheeks, with fire in their eyes, and with love on their lips. We can hear their voices as whispers, shouts, and in song.

We picture them in scenerios and with emotions that we have only seen with those to whom we are most intimately connected. So a bizarre sort of psuedo-relationship is formed. One in which the famous person can never fulfill. They can never be what someone watching them wants to be. They will always disappoint, disgust, anger, etc. While the regular person is constantly connecting with the famous, more so than with the people who are actually in their lives, the famous never really connect back. This can't be healthy for either sides. How did we get ourselves into this? More importantly, how do we get ourselves out of this?

Is "just for pretend" ever really real or are we always acting out some form of truth? How do we let truth in without letting fame, money, and glamour get in the way. Can there ever be a healthy relationship between the performer and the audience?

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