Now Netflix has released Blonde, a film by Andrew Dominik, adapted from Joyce Carol Oates’s novel, which has Monroe battered, splattered, blood-drenched, tear-drenched and adrift. Would Kardashian have worn her corpse? I think it’s possible. But without Monroe in it, it was just an old dress. This is how Kim Kardashian borrowed one of her dresses – it was bought for $4.8 million in 2016 – and wore it to the Met Gala this year. This is a typical Monroe outcome: she is perceived as being cheap, for she is everywhere, when really she was ill-served by those she trusted. When he died it passed to his third wife, Anna, and Anna scattered her images and her possessions to the wind. This gives you some idea of her imperatives in life. Marilyn left her moderate fortune – she was always patronised and underpaid, so she brought acting coaches on set to terrorise directors on her behalf – to her acting coach Lee Strasberg.
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Norma Jeane, abandoned child of a mad mother and a nameless father, washing plates at the county orphanage a cheerful pin-up with darker hair and bigger nose then we recognise Marilyn Monroe, gleeful satirist of Gentlemen Prefer Blondes and Some Like It Hot, mocking the character she invented, and mocking the world for being bewitched by it saleswoman for consumer capitalism (was she shtupping those diamonds as she danced in the ice-pink dress under a lamp made of women in Gentlemen Prefer Blondes?) career woman who fought with Twentieth Century-Fox studios and won (until she didn’t) autodidact wife drug addict murder victim suicide mistress of the president (JFK, serial abuser of women – where is his autopsy photograph?) whore. Elsewhere, there are many Marilyn archetypes, and they are at odds with each other, which make her absurd, for no one can be so many things at the same time.
When I think of Marilyn I see Sugar in Some Like It Hot, dancing down a train carriage in black silk. Why not sell she who always sold herself? You die and your autopsy photograph ends up in a bestselling biography. She has been made into a cautionary tale: that’s what happens when you look like Marilyn and act like Marilyn. Monroe has been traduced, fictionalised and commercialised.
Marilyn Monroe died 60 years ago and is now buried under her cult which, as cults tend to, exists not to celebrate but to conceal and damn her.
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