Since she appeared "topless" (i.e. appearing to be topless but actually wearing a strapless bra and submerged in water) in AARP Magazine, Jamie Lee Curtis has become something of a poster woman for aging gracefully. She went on Oprah to discuss her theories on life and love after the AARP cover caused something of a scandal. Now she's on the cover of More, and inside she expounds further on her personal philosophies. Some of her musings are sort of severe and annoyingly new agey (she only wears black and white now; she speaks "recovery") but what really struck me was her take on growing old in a Hollywood context. As the daughter of two stars who were famous for the majority of their lives, Jamie has a unique perspective on aging in the public eye. "I have watched, my whole life, people age and become buffoons," Jamie Lee tells More. "When you crest in your thirties or forties and then you don't pull out of the public eye, you become a caricature. You have to have grace and dignity and gratitude, and walk away kind of slowly, like you're walking away from a bear. I'm going to go now, bear. Don't kill me, don't rip my fucking face off."
Is it true? Is there no way to grow old and remain in the spotlight and do it in a way that respects your life and your work? I mean, for every Judi Dench, there's an Elizabeth Taylor, and Jamie Lee herself has been relegated to performing in Beverly Hills Chihuahua (no joke, that is her next film, which More describes as a story about "a pampered pooch [who] gets lost in, yes, the mean streets of Mexico.") Maybe if, instead of going on TV to talk in vague terms about empowerment and living a stripped down, un-materialistic life, she crusaded for better parts for older women in Hollywood, she'd actually make a quantifiable difference. Because as it stands now, her continued blathering about her self-actuality is getting almost as tired as the audience for AARP magazine.