Megan Fox covers the February issue of Esquire, and I only got through a few paragraphs before I started chuckling. The piece is called “Megan Fox Saves Herself” and it’s all about Megan’s crushing fame and how she wants out of Hollywood and her team has to “force” her into reading scripts and all of that. Now, if this was 2009, I might be more inclined to believe the gist of the story. But it’s 2013, and while Megan is still a commodity, while she still has a fan-base of horny boys and man-boys, she really isn’t a big deal in Hollywood at this point. Producers don’t believe she can carry a film, and directors don’t think she can act. She’s a pretty (plastic) face. She is “The Girl” personified. Always secondary to the action of men. You can read the full Esquire piece here, and here are some highlights:
Megan’s life is totally like the Aztec ritual of human sacrifice: “It’s so similar. It totally is,” she says quietly.
Megan on fame: “I don’t think people understand,” she says. “They all think we should shut the f–k up and stop complaining because you live in a big house or you drive a Bentley. So your life must be so great. What people don’t realize is that fame, whatever your worst experience in high school, when you were being bullied by those ten kids in high school, fame is that, but on a global scale, where you’re being bullied by millions of people constantly.”
She’s read the Bible: “I’ve read the Book of Revelation a million times,” Megan Fox says. “It does not make sense, obviously. It needs to be decoded. What is the dragon? What is the prostitute? What are these things? What is this imagery? What was John seeing? And I was just thinking, What is the Antichrist? When war breaks out in the Holy Land, like it is right now, if that is a sign of the immediate end times, then where are the other signs? Is it possible that it’s the Internet or fame itself or celebrity?”
Details about Megan giving birth: For the birth, she had no doula, no midwife. She left the hospital in just over twenty-four hours.
On her bombshell image: “I felt powerless in that image,” she says. “I didn’t feel powerful. It ate every other part of my personality, not for me but for how people saw me, because there was nothing else to see or know. That devalued me. Because I wasn’t anything. I was an image. I was a picture. I was a pose.”
Removing her Marilyn Monroe tattoo: “I feel like I willed it be gone,” Fox says. “They told me it was going to take six sessions and it’s nearly gone in one. I started reading about her and realized that her life was incredibly difficult. It’s like when you visualize something for your future. I didn’t want to visualize something so negative. She wasn’t powerful at the time. She was sort of like Lindsay. She was an actress who wasn’t reliable, who almost wasn’t insurable…. She had all the potential in the world, and it was squandered. I’m not interested in following in those footsteps.”
Other tattoos may be going soon as well: A quote on her rib cage reads: “There once was a little girl who never knew love until a boy broke her heart.” She thinks it’s stupid now. And she isn’t entirely sure about the line from Nietzsche either: “And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.”
Who she admires now: “Ava Gardner. She had power. She was a broad. She got what she wanted and said what she needed.”
She grew up in a Pentecostal church in Tennessee: “The energy is so intense in the room,” she says, “that you feel like anything can happen. They’re going to hate that I compare it to this, but have you ever watched footage of a Santeria gathering or someone doing voodoo? You know how palpable the energy is? Whatever’s going on there, it’s for real. I have seen magical, crazy things happen. I’ve seen people be healed. Even now, in the church I go to, during Praise and Worship I could feel that I was maybe getting ready to speak in tongues, and I’d have to shut it off because I don’t know what that church would do if I started screaming out in tongues in the back. It feels like a lot of energy coming through the top of your head — I’m going to sound like such a lunatic — and then your whole body is filled with this electric current. And you just start speaking, but you’re not thinking because you have no idea what you’re saying. Words are coming out of your mouth, and you can’t control it. The idea is that it’s a language that only God understands. It’s the language that’s spoken in heaven. It’s called ‘getting the Holy Ghost.’ ”
She’s not into pills & stuff: “I can’t stand pills. I don’t like drinking. I don’t like feeling out of control,” she explains. “I have to feel like I’m in control of my body. And I know what you’re thinking, Then why would I want to go to church and speak in tongues? You have to understand, there I feel safe. I was raised to believe that you’re safe in God’s hands. But I don’t feel safe with myself.”
She believes in aliens and leprechauns: “I believe in all of this stuff. I believe in all of it…. I like believing. I believe in all of these Irish myths, like leprechauns. Not the pot of gold, not the Lucky Charms leprechauns. But maybe was there something in the traditional sense? I believe that this stuff came from somewhere other than people’s imaginations…. We should all believe in leprechauns. I’m a believer….”
There’s a lengthy discussion within the piece – including no quotes from Megan – about how she’s one of the last “bombshells,” how Hollywood needs more women who look like Megan, except Hollywood doesn’t really know what to do with women who look like Megan. It’s an interesting discussion, although I don’t agree with it, especially given that Megan is complaining about feeling “devalued” with that image WHILE POSING LIKE THIS FOR ESQUIRE. But I will say this – even though I rolled my eyes a few times, Megan is growing up and becoming a better a person and better interview. When she was a dumb kid, she talked so much stupid sh-t in interview after interview, and it’s nice to see her move on and become a more professional and genuinely interesting person.
Also: look at her crazy body. These photos were probably taken two months after she gave birth!
Photos courtesy of Esquire.