Cashing in on Warhol

I’ll come right out and say it: I sort of idol­ize Andy Warhol. And yeah, that’s def­i­nitely a pretty easy thing to right now, since the eight­ies came back around again and all that, but I really do think that Warhol was to the sec­ond half of the 20th cen­tury what Picasso was to the first. I have all the research papers to back it up, too; I’ve writ­ten three.

So, this movie com­ing out about Edie Sedg­wick, “Fac­tory Girl,” has two main prob­lems that become appar­ent just from the trailer. Namely, they are Guy Peirce and Hay­den Chris­ten­son, the dream­boats cast to play Warhol and Dylan, respec­tively (though Dylan has been fic­tion­al­ized in this movie — the character’s name is Billy Quinn, which is lame.) I think one thing we can say about both Warhol and Dylan is that nei­ther of them were, even when they were young, extra­or­di­nar­ily attrac­tive peo­ple, so like, what the fuck. Cast­ing these two dudes may give us some indi­ca­tion of what I’m afraid this movie is going to be: sort of stupid.

I really hope not. Warhol and Dylan’s bat­tle over Edie Sedg­wick is sort of an alle­gory for the forces that were shap­ing the Amer­i­can cul­tural con­scious­ness. It would be a real shame to waste this mak­ing some super­fi­cial bull­shit movie packed with celebri­ties. And every­one will be run­ning around talk­ing about how much they adore Warhol and what an impact he had and all that — like get­ting all into Nir­vana after Kurt Cobain done killed hisself.