This is the longest I’ve ever mourned the loss of a celebrity and I know why. She’s everything we want to be. Funny, self-deprecating and ever evolving within her unique brand. I’ll speak for myself when I say I wouldn’t mind being her. Seemingly without agenda is so more attractive than being calculated.
I’ve been doing a Diane Keaton movie retrospective. So many different characters and so many facets of herself. I read her first book and am reading her latest one now and goddamnit she writes well too.
When I rewatched Annie Hall, there’s so much I never caught before. It’s so hard to separate actress from character but she does it for you. This is Annie and this is Diane. They are each other to an extent. I’d think showing a version of yourself would be so much more difficult than completely giving yourself over to the character. And take a second look at Looking for Mr. Goodbar. A second look at her in Something’s Gotta Give (radiant) or Marvin’s Room or Baby Boom, Reds or the First Wives Club. And probably the most transcendent version of her in the Godfather series.
She says in her book that she loves independent women … outspoken, eccentric, funny and flawed. She loved Katharine Hepburn, Phyllis Diller, Joan Rivers, Joan Didion and Lady Gaga.
Imagine if we all owned ourselves the same way? So there’s no guessing required by anyone regarding who we are and what to expect from us. I think that would be really cool.