I was watching the film High Art, which was very good, albeit a bit 'loose' around the edges. It stars Ally Sheedy as a Corinne Day-type photographer, whose happiness is wrecked by her relationships and her own drug addiction. Sheedy is surely a commanding presence, and very good in this film, but I can't help finding it a bit disturbing, seeing her doing drugs and having sex onscreen. It's kind of like watching Fred Savage in The Rules of Attraction inject heroin into his toes and scream: 'I can feel my dick!' It's wrong. People whom I idolised as a teenager, when they were teens too (or at least portraying teens, in Sheedy's case) should preferably stay in a state of arrested development, forever pondering their first kiss, their loss of virginity and the unfairness of parents. To me, there is an innocence connected with Ally Sheedy that means that she can very well be an outsider and a bit of a school-rebel, but I also wish for the reassurance that she is going to be all right. I guess I just have to get over it.
posted by charlotte at 17:12 - comment