Angelina Jolie and the Torture of Fame
SHE’S FIFTY MINUTES LATE and I’m starting to walk toward the door when I see her. She’s smaller and thinner and sadder than I expected from that movie-star face and the wild bad-girl spirit she projects onscreen–the best bad girl in movies today. She looks beaten and dogged. I think about keeping on going because I’m pissed off and of course she doesn’t recognize unfamous me but then something in her beaten face stops me and I say, “Angelina” and she looks at me, hesitates, remembers that she shouldn’t stop because I might be a wacko and starts to keep […]