When she was younger, Angelia Jolie seemed like a dangerous
person to know. Brave. Yes.
Rebellious. Yes. Tattooed to smithereens. Yes.
Maybe gothic? (A goth? Yes. Maybe.
(A goth seems to me to be a hippy gone a little askew; a hippy of the
underworld; a “survival of the fittest”, evolved, Morlock-like hippy. ) When she played Lisa Rowe, in “Girl,
Interrupted”, it was in some ways
prescient, since the role served as almost an exorcism of the goth-ness in her
, (a transformation which would take place over the next few years); a symbolic exorcism
culminating finally with her award and acceptance speech at the 1999 Oscars for
Best Supporting Actress for her role in “Girl“ (incidentally, giving a strong
and fair speech, extending a solid compliment to her father, Jon Voigt, with
whom there had been palpable tension over an affair he had had at some point in
the past). Mrs. Jolie is decidedly more normal now, in some ways,
after becoming a mother, but I think a lot of the kick-ass attitude is still
there under the surface. One must only
watch her movies over the last decade, chronicling an evolution from “goth girl”,
up through the years, to our present, ”grounded –Goddess” stage, to realize
that that kick-ass spark of her youth has not dimmed with age; Angelina Jolie
has matured, yes, and is protective of that flame, which she must be as it
guides her, O, yes! come Hell or high water, down her path less travelled by.
