Thursday, June 21, 2012


Sigh. VaJohnny is no more. It's a day I hoped would never come (I even wrote a blog about it

While I have never particularly liked Vanessa Paradis because she seems cold and kind of bitchy, to be honest, I always thought she and Johnny were a perfect couple. And by that I mean perfect for each other. Johnny himself has said that he is not the perfect boyfriend but "the perfect boyfriend for Vanessa" and thus they had two beautiful children and were happy. Shit, they had their own private island and a chateau in France, of course they were happy.

But now they've split and my love for Johnny has also (shockingly) regressed. This is somebody who I believed was categorically perfect. Inconceivably gorgeous and so, so, so talented. The fact that my gushing obsession has diminished in any way, shape or form is something I never thought possible.

Now, everything I loved about JD (his eccentricity, his adoring relationship with Vanessa, his quirky movie roles) is everything that pisses me off about him! His 'eccentricity' feels contrived and forced (just how long does it take him to string 38 chains around his neck?), the mother of his children and partner of 14 years is no longer enough for him (he apparently stepped out on her with his publicist, Robin Baum) and he keeps making the same shit movies over and over again (how many times can you phone in the same character in the same Tim Burton/Disney film and continue to be such a Hollywood powerhouse?).

Sigh. But Johnny Depp is such a fucking cash cow his career will continue on, unfettered. He will keep making millions and millions and millions because that's all he cares about now and the one thing that was grounding him is no more. I worry for the newly single Johnny Depp who reportedly spent much of the filming period for 'The Tourist' getting drunk with his mates.

'Wino forever': dodgy regrettable tattoo or unintentional scary prophecy?

I'll always remember this quote of his about the first time they met: "We met briefly years ago. I remember thinking, 'Ouch.' It was just hello, but the contact was electric. That was in 1993. It wasn't until 1998, when I went to do the Polanski film The Ninth Gate and was in the lobby of the hotel, getting messages. I turned around and across the lobby saw this back. She had on a dress with an exposed back. I thought, 'Wow.' Suddenly the back turned and she looked at me. I walked right over and there were those eyes again. I knew it was her. She asked, 'Do you remember me?' I said, 'Oh, yeah.' We had a drink and it was over at that point. I knew I was in big trouble."

And: "As a person, I was pretty much a lost cause at that point of my life. She turned all that around for me with her incredible tenderness and understanding. Very quickly, I realised I couldn't live without her."

Awe and I just found this interview thing where she talks about what she loves about him: Definitely two people who were made for each other. SAD, RIGHT?