The death of Marilyn Monroe, like the “Paul Is Dead” phenomenon, was one of those things I’ve been obsessed with since childhood. I was introduced to her movies as a kid, but it was always with this caveat that she had died young, supposedly by suicide. So, like other celebrities such as Karen Carpenter and James Dean, Monroe always carried that “morbid” quality about her. I can only imagine what it must have been like to encounter her work and persona when she first made it big—to experience her “fresh,” without that tragic filter of hindsight.
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