Word: warholism
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...course of this dark assemblage, some surprisingly familiar names come to light notables such as Rembrandt Delacroix, Matrisse, Jasper John and Ahdy Warhol show their darker sides. And we get a disturbing perspective on some of our old favorites--Johns' signs ture stars and stripes become muddied, and Warhol's shiny look at Campbell's soup becomes squished and overladen with murky images...
...seems, every journalist over 30 wants to mine that life for meaning. Or at least gossip. In Boulevard of Broken Dreams (Viking; $22.95), Paul Alexander, who has written books on Andy Warhol and Sylvia Plath, argues that Dean was a homosexual whose romances with starlets were so much unfelt publicity. Alexander scavenges for tatty, tattly tidbits, like the story about the night Dean and a pal picked up a one-legged girl at a bar and ... well, the curious may turn to page 203 for the punch line. And to page 286 for a photograph of a naked young...
...that very moment, in the very heart of downtown, the figure who would crucially assist in its undoing was adjusting his silver wig. Through most of the '60s, Andy Warhol had epitomized an arctic cool so detached it could give equal attention to soup cans and electric chairs. But Warhol's indifference was incomplete. There was never an artist more starstruck and money mad. Just three months after Woodstock, in November 1969, he published the first issue of Interview, his monthly that would lump together '40s screen goddesses, lustrous Europeans of vaguely aristocratic background and the very latest shoe designers...
...painter a worse embarrassment than Salvador Dali? Not even Andy Warhol. Long before his physical death in 1989, old Avida Dollars -- Andre Breton's anagram of his name -- had collapsed into wretched exhibitionism. Genius, Shocker, Lip-Topiarist: though he once turned down an American businessman's proposal to open a string of what would be called Dalicatessens, there was little else he refused to endorse, from chocolates to perfumes. He was surrounded by fakes and crooks and married to one of the greediest harpies in Europe: Gala, who made him the indentured servant of his lost talent even...
...cult of celebrity. "Michael Jackson," he fumes, "one of the five weirdest people on the planet earth -- and the other four are his brothers. And while we're on the subject, why do I even know Tito Jackson's name, for Christ's sake? . . . The irony of Andy Warhol's statement is that many of our present-day celebrities can't even fill the 15, folks. And we don't seem to mind...