On Salon today: Cynthia Silver was an ambitious actress who thought she'd get her fifteen minutes of fame when she became part of a documentary on Manhattan brides. Instead, the filmmakers won her trust, betrayed it, and ended up calling the whole train wreck "Bridezillas." A stunning development, given Fox's long tradition of sterling documentary journalism.
And she's so mad, she's...made some performance art about it?
I think one of the things Andy Warhol told us about fame was just a little deceptive: we will all get our fifteen minutes, for sure, if only on a surveillance camera, but...here's the tip, Cynthia, we won't have any control over what the fame looks like.
It almost makes me nostalgic for my days as a true crime TV movie hussy, where I couldn't promise the subjects (usually survivors of incredible tragedy) much, but I could pretty well guarantee they'd be played by Valerie Bertinelli or Chris Meloni.
posted by Martha @ 8:46 AM
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