Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Jodie Foster's Golden Globes Speech a Tragic Reminder of How We Just Don’t Get It


Yesterday, everybody was talking about lifelong actress Jodie Foster’s Golden Globes speech.

Out of a complete lack of interest, I didn’t watch the Golden Globes on Sunday. And for the same basic reason, I don’t really care if Foster officially came out as gay or not.

First off, coming out in Hollywood is like birds chirping. It happens every day. Leonardo DiCaprio could announce he was gay tomorrow and it wouldn’t be all that shocking. (Not that I’m saying he will or has any reason to, just that it’s Hollywood and that’s what they do, then congratulate themselves for being daring.)

Secondly, I don’t have a relationship with Foster in any way, shape or form; her personal business really doesn’t affect me anymore than any other American’s does, so why should I pay her particular interest?

Don’t have an answer? Neither do I. Nor apparently neither does she, judging by the rambling hodge-podge of an acceptance speech that she gave the other night. As incoherent as parts of it were, towards the end, she uttered some very memorable words:

“Jodie Foster was here. I still am. And I want to be seen, to be understood deeply and to be not so very lonely.”

That sad, semi-final statement and not her admission to being gay is what really strikes me.

I truly find it tragic that she can feel like that. Amidst all of that glamour and money and beauty that she has worked so hard to achieve, she’s still “very lonely.” And why wouldn’t she be when everybody thinks they know her based on the playacting she’s done all of her life? She stays so busy presenting an image to the public and trying to enjoy “the good life” that she’s losing herself and suffering in the process.

Foster is a very prominent reminder that we’re living in tragic times, when people don’t really understand who they are or what they have the potential to be. Too many of us are too busy focusing on all of the things that don’t matter to take the time to consider what we’re really doing.

We’re all about living in the moment, but dying in the long-term… about seizing the day, but giving up the future.

Maybe I’m rambling as badly as Foster did up on that stage (though admittedly to a much, much smaller audience). But it seems an injustice to her to not point out the obvious in her speech: that she’s hurting, and that the probability is high she’s not alone.

So here’s hoping she finds what she’s really craving before it’s too late.

Here’s hoping that for us all.

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