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Scarlett, it's a long way down

From time to time comes a little nagging thought at the back of my mind regarding some actor or famous person who I generally think well of, a thought that maybe this celebrity has launched themselves into a majestic downward arc of career-destroying crap, and that maybe I just can't love them as much anymore. So in an airport the other day, I happened to catch sight of this week's issue of Entertainment Weekly with Ewan McGregor and Scarlett Johansson on the cover, and the once brilliant and promising Scarlett's expression is one of total blank vapidity. In this photo, Scarlett personifies "Duh."

Sure, we've all looked like morons in a few bad pictures, but the last couple of years had already shaken my faith in Scarlett, by her vigorous and relentless efforts to cheapen and degrade herself.

And right on cue, Fametracker does a like-minded Fame Audit for that little sell-out Scarlett, and while I really encourage you to read it, here is a little taste:

"It's the classic Hollywood fable. You co-star in a beloved indie. Then you star in a breakout indie. Then you have sex with Benicio Del Toro in an elevator. Enter Michael Bay."

"The only problem is that, while you might place your lips to the money teat while thinking, 'I can always do indies on the side,' you can't, in fact, always do indies on the side. Scarlett, don't you think Ben Affleck, while being hoisted in a harness into a model of a fighter plane against a green screen on the set of Pearl Harbor, was thinking to himself, 'I can always do indies on the side'?"

Well, Scarlett, I'm glad you're rich. You deserve it. You can put your top back on now. Oh, and enjoy those hot makeout sessions with Woody Allen (ew) because he's about all you've got for credibility these days.

categories: Celebrities
posted by amy at 3:34 PM | #