You can find a brief overview of Al Pacino’s S1m0ne in the link below:

I can think of two themes that appear in the movie:

  1. Media deception
  2. The concept of perfection

Media deception is clear because a fabricated, computerized lie of a woman became the biggest star to ever appear on T.V screens. If the media had left “her” alone, the situation would not have been at any point out of hand because Mr. Taransky controlled and owned her. And not in the derogatory sense producers use nowadays to address their actors and actress, but truly held her life in his hands. Her thoughts and words were his thoughts and words. Her actions were put there by his fingers to a keyboard. However, it was the media that made her so elusive and mysterious that made people want to know more about her, want to find her and eventually what made Mr. Taransky “kill” her. Even though the media knew nothing about her, the media made the tiny lie a huge uncontrollable disaster

The concept of perfection is one that is quite controversial. I thought of it because all we ever say to one another is that “No one’s perfect,” “Your perfection is in your imperfection,” or  “Who wants somebody that’s perfect anyway?”
Then S1m0ne came along, and she was perfect, had no flaws (except for the “blemish” Mr. Taransky added that weirdly disappeared after the brief pointless scene) and the audience went wild for all that is her perfection. Even when she dressed up as a pig and acted as one, it was “wonderful!” and “amazing!” We say we want imperfect things but that’s only because perfection was out of reach. S1m0ne made perfection an achievable goal, and we, as an audience, could not stop ourselves from owning perfection as well.

As for how this relates to Social Media, as I was watching the movie, I thought of all the ways we, the social media generation, have means to communicate with celebrities. Via tweets, facebook, emails, live streams and the old fashioned fan mail. We even sometimes send our tweets to talk shows they might be on, and our questions may get picked up and asked. In simple terms we have ways to communicate and basically validate that our idolized stars are real, are just like us and may know of our existence. With S1m0ne, no one could do that. And if they did, I’m sure they’d pick up sooner or later that she and Mr. Taransky did sound a lot like each other. Did they have one mind? or did he just say everything for her? And more controversy would ensue and thus more disastrous situations.

There was an incident in 2012 that included Cole Sprouse, known for his acting as “Cody” on the Disney Show “The Suite Life of Zack & Cody.” He conducted what has now been called the “Tumblr Experiment” in which he created a Tumblr so he could interact with his fans and answer their questions. After almost two months of Tumblr, he published his final post, stating that his experiment was now complete. “He had accomplished his goal of running a social experiment through the microblogging platform and that his account would be removed” (The Tumblr Experiment). So it was proven to be unreal, but through this “harmless” experiment, Sprouse lost a lot of followers and many seem to felt betrayed by him, as though they were the pawns in his chessboard. Sprouse retaliated and gave reasons on his Twitter as further explanation to his experiment, but the damage was done. The trust a fan has with the celebrity they follow is a very blurred line because in actuality we don’t know who that person really is. And when this trust was very blatantly abused, obviously the fan would feel betrayal. We have no real life connection to these stars as it was.




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