I'm sorry for not updating; being sick has made me very un-fun. I have a rampant sinus infection that's also made my eyes red and goopy and snuffed out my appetite. Isn't it wonderful how the human body is interconnected? (Fuck you, human body.)
Let's play catch-up!
Dances With Werewolves: (Thanks, ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) brokenmellcifer, lolol) Most of you who read my last post have no doubt decided I've gone soft in the head, and that it's time for the whitecoats to claim me. I should probably elaborate how goddamn surreal this whole thing is.
See, this girl who's playing Emily in the next Twilight movie isn't some chick I nodded to in the hallways at school. She was my first friend from the age of three and beyond, and one of my best friends through grade school and most of high school. She was at my wedding.
But it's not just that. I'm not making a claim to fame or anything; I haven't talked to the girl in about six years, and I doubt we have much in common anymore--though she was probably the only female friend I had who appreciated games on the same level as I. She got me into Zelda, for starters. If this was simply a case of "OMG this chick I was best friends with is totally going to be in Twilight!" I'd flip out, go "EEEEE!" (already done), laugh, and get on with my life.
Instead, her breakout role has led me to find out that she's lying about her past, her background, and it's been really sobering. I've been in contact with other members of our former "club" (sigh, teenagers), and I'm mighty impressed with how far the poison's seeped down into this girl's well: she claims to be of aboriginal heritage (No), but says she was adopted by her Indian parents (also No--but it's not like I can prove it).
Interestingly, as brokenmellcifer pointed out, it's hard to find published quotes, etc, about her ethnicity. It's as if people decided she's aboriginal at some point, and she went along, pulling a Luke 23:3:
"Are you a member of the First Nations?"
"You say so."
"Okay, I'm totally gonna put that on your Wiki."
"K."
She apparently believes her own story, and is marrying a Native American to obtain status. Somehow.
I've kind of kept tabs on this girl for shits and giggles over the past little while, and I noticed something interesting. One, her back-door entry to the First Nations seems pretty recent. Two, her biographical information used to include the story on how she got into acting; she tried to move from Toronto to LA, faltered at Customs because she neglected to buy a return ticket, then hopped on a plane to Vancouver. That story was wiped from her numerous webpages, though--and now she claims she's from Vancouver, and implying it's always been so. I'm not sure if she's saying this because Vancouver has a much higher aboriginal population than Toronto, or because the story of a struggling actress from Vancouver is more romantic than the story of a struggling actress who sang in the school choir for the Bathurst Manor's elderly Jewish population.
I'm usually content to let Fate strap on her tomcat-spike dildo and have her way with petty liars, but lying about heritage for the sake of landing acting roles is abhorrent and deserves repercussions more akin to a nuclear explosion in the offender's face.
I'm not 100% certain that she's claiming to be aboriginal simply to land Native roles, but some Twilight blogs (my investigations have taken me to dark places) state that the movie studio and Stephenie Meyer wanted--and cast--full-blooded Natives for the werewolf pack (incidentally, I had wondered why there weren't any half-breeds on La Push, but whatever). Hay guys, might want to check some Certificates of Authenticity.
Now, this ex-friend of mine has played a number of small aboriginal roles in the past, which is great. Indians are often cast as aboriginals. But why would she let herself exist in a lie that's fit to make the Baby Jesus weep blood?
I wonder if it's because of the average white person's perception of an Indian versus a Native: Natives are (generally) portrayed as a solemn, dignified race of warriors who are more connected to the Earth and Nature than their harried European-descended counterparts. Indians, on the other hand, make the average person think of bright costumes, Bollywood, convenience store clerks named Apu, and, more recently, the crowded ghettos and poverty of Slumdog Millionare.
Remembering this ex-friend of mine as I do, she would want the former. The dignified, proud roles and the quiet admiration of her beauty (hint: there is make-up involved. A whole lotta make-up).
But what does that mean for the aboriginal magazines that are labeling her as one of their own, an up-and-coming star representing a downtrodden people? What does that mean for the aboriginal award shows, where she has performed and accepted awards? It's not like Hollywood is lacking in Jewish entertainers, but would I be pissed off if a small-time actor tried to make himself more "special" by claiming Jewish heritage and forging a couple of grandparents who survived the Holocaust? Fuck yeah.
In the end, though? I'll wait this one out. I have no idea how she thinks she's actually going to get away with it; she's fresh meat for the Twilight fandom, a mostly-stationary pack of zombies who are still too young for part-time jobs. They have time to kill before the next movie's release, and they're already snuffling for details about the new werewolves.
Or, as jackscarab said on IRC last night:
"Miss Korey, there are rumours you are a Hindu. Is this true?"
"By the many arms of Vishnu, I swear it is a lie."
I've been toying between locking and unlocking this post. "Unlocked" is the winner; for all I know there is a perfectly reasonable explanation for all this that will come forth with the aid of this post. Also, unicorns are our masters.
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