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I never accused anyone of anything. I never mentioned her name...but this is a messageboard and I can disagree with people, just like I have agreed with people on here.

The only thing I did was take issue with, was how people were chastised for liking the film in particular...it started to become odd. Like no one was allowed to speak positively about it because her family may have disapproved and everyone invovled was crazy??

I can see that you're angry, but I'm not and I'm just trying to tell you what I thought and how other people were feeling at the time.

Hmm, someone on here who "claimed" to be related to Edie, i wonder who that could be? You didn't have to say her name. I never said you weren't allowed to say how you feel about the film, i just said don't say your views about a person on here if they are negative, that was the only issue. And, we were having what some call a DEBATE over the film, you know, you say why it's good then i say why it's bad and so on. No one can help the issue that more people on here dislike the movie than like it. Sorry.
 
I just wanted to say my opinion on this matter...

I thought both Sienna and Guy did a great job with an absolutley horrendous script.
There are so many minor wrongs, that they just could have done right, and the movie would have been so much better.
They should really have hired a hardcore-edie-fan to give her/his opinion on every scene before they started shooting it.
I could have done it for free!

It would have been sooo easy to make this movie alot better!

and who is calling LibertyBell "some random person"?
she´s a gift to have in this thread, though... I haven´t seen her in a while... where has she gone too?
she´s missed...

Hey fairyx,

I agree completely. I just got done watching "Factory Girl" on DVD and I thought that Sienna and Guy did great but the script was the problem. I think, too, that it would not have been that hard to change some of the problems and make the film better.

Some of the dialogue was sooo bad. Like the first scene where Edie meets Andy and is talking about all the olives in her drink and says something like "Andy meet my olives" and puts them in his mouth. And that line "You're the boss, applesauce." Give me a break!

I miss Liberty Bell too. I wish her the best.

CC
 
I never accused anyone of anything. I never mentioned her name...but this is a messageboard and I can disagree with people, just like I have agreed with people on here.

The only thing I did was take issue with, was how people were chastised for liking the film in particular...it started to become odd. Like no one was allowed to speak positively about it because her family may have disapproved and everyone invovled was crazy??

I can see that you're angry, but I'm not and I'm just trying to tell you what I thought and how other people were feeling at the time.
Nobody's saying you can't disagree, different opinions are cool, encouraged, and inevitable on this thread (and all threads). And hello, no one "chastised" you or anyone else just for liking the film (plenty of people drop in this thread saying they loved Factory Girl and that's fine, we may disagree but we don't flame them). Yes, there's a lot of movie-bashing here, but it's not anything against you personally. There are always going to be fights about a film's credibility and people have the right to disagree with you, too.

But you're being rude and talking about someone once they've been gone for a while and I don't think that's honest or polite. To me the only one disturbing the peace here and offending others is you.
 
Wow, my God that looks interesting.........maybe because I have a thing with madness & desire.....plus the added bonus that it's Edie related...I'll definatley be looking into that! Thank you for sharing that, wildchild
 
I asked Leila about it and she said that John never knew Edie but he's a nice guy and the book should be accurate. I flipped through it at the book store but i don't know if i'll ever read it.
 
I asked Leila about it and she said that John never knew Edie but he's a nice guy and the book should be accurate. I flipped through it at the book store but i don't know if i'll ever read it.

:( Is Leila/LibertyBell ever coming back? Her posts were always so interesting/informative. Tell her we all miss her! :flower::flower:
 
Time magazine, published 27 August 1965

SOCIETY Edie & Andy

Oscar Wilde once noted that the way to get into the best society is to amuse or shock. That theory may have worked in Victorian London, particularly for witty, shocking Oscar Wilde. But it never went over in New York. Afraid of jeopardizing their own social security, New York's finest followed the example of the Boston Brahmins, clung to the names in the Social Register and the rules in Emily Post as loyally as if they had made them up themselves which mostly they had. In recent years, however, New York has gone Wilde, and the newest darlings on its social circuit are artists and artisans who ten years ago were talked about but seldom talked to such as, say, Norman (Mailer), Tennessee (Williams), Sammy (Davis Jr.), Gadge (Elia Kazan), Rudolf (Bing) and Cal (Robert Lowell). At the moment, the magic names are Andy and Edie.

Depths & Heights. Pop Artist Andy Warhol is the man who sells exact-to-the-copyright reproductions of Brillo boxes for $1,000, lines his studio with aluminum wrap, paints his hair silver, and devotes eight hours of "underground movies" to such hitherto unexplored subjects as the depths of man's sleep or the height of the Empire State Building. Edie Sedgwick is his constant companion, an electric elf whose flashing chocolate-colored eyes and skittish psyche make her a perfect star for his slow-moving movies.

Last April, when Manhattan's Metropolitan Museum of Art gave a black-tie party to celebrate the opening of its "Three Centuries of American Painting" exhibition, Edie and Andy stood cheek by jowl with Lady Bird Johnson, Mrs. Vincent Astor and Harry Guggenheim. Andy was wearing yellow sunglasses and a ragged tuxedo jacket over paint-splattered black work pants. Edie had dyed her hair silver (to match Andy's), wore lilac pajamas that covered nothing but a body stocking. Since then, they have gone to more parties than a caterer, sometimes staying for just a moment before moving on to the next one.

At a formal benefit opening of George Balanchine's Don Quixote, Edie climbed to the highest balcony in Lincoln Center's New York State Theater to twist, while Andy and fellow onlookers toasted her in champagne from below. A week later they showed up at the exclusive dinner given by the old-guard Nine O'Clockers of New York, Andy dressed in his usual black, bespotted denim work pants and Edie in a black crepe evening gown with shoulder-length white gloves, topped with ostrich feathers.

Some Dream. Biggest bash of all came last week. To celebrate (or mourn) his impending return to Claremont Men's College, Producer (Funny Girl) Ray Stark's 21-year-old son Peter threw an "underground" cocktail party at The Scene, Manhattan's freest-wheeling nightclub. The guest list read like a society columnist's dream: Huntington Hartford, Mrs. Eric Javits, Wendy Vanderbilt, Melinda Moon, Freddie Guest (Winston's son) and his wife Stephanie (Joan Bennett's daughter), Maria Cooper (Gary's daughter), Liza Minnelli (Judy's daughter), Alexandra Cushing and Christina Paolozzi, plus a constellation of Southampton and Newport debs, some of whom flew in for the occasion. But all eyes were on Edie and Andy.

In the background, Warhol's movie, Beauty Number II, unreeled against a wall displaying Edie in brief undies lounging on a bed and chatting (soundlessly) with a male companion in shorts. In the foreground, Edie and her companions frugged, jerked and twisted beneath hot studio lights. Edie was dressed in her "uniform," a pair of leotard mesh stockings topped by tight black panties, a blue surfer's shirt, and huge earrings that hung down to her collarbone. The rest of the Warhol entourage included Chuck Wein, Harvard '60, who peroxides his hair and wears it long, and Don Lyons, another Harvard man, who is a teaching fellow in Greek classics, wears his hair short and leaves it plain.

Andy, it seemed, was making an underground movie of people seeing an underground movie, letting his camera automatically scan back and forth between the world of coupons and caviar and that of pop and pot. After several paper cups full of champagne and apple cider, the socialites unbuttoned their suit jackets, set their ties at half-mast, and mixed it up with the denizens of the underground on the dance floor. Said one girl in a Pucci gown: "This is a gas! I mean, this is what I call a real party!"

Great-Niece. The artist and his "superstar" reached their present social pinnacle from different sides of the tracks. The son of a construction worker from McKeesport, Pa., named Warhola, Andy scarcely seemed destined to reach Fifth Avenue drawing rooms. Pale beyond the pale and shy to the point of sequestration, he arrived in New York at the age of 24 as a struggling artist with little training and less money. Gradually he earned enough through advertising illustration to eke out a comfortable bohemian existence on the Lower East Side. When the art world suddenly went pop in 1962, Andy found himself lionized by the white-tie world of the Museum of Modern Art. But he cut few social capers, clung to the company of fellow artists.

Then came Edie. The great-niece of the late Atlantic Monthly editor Ellery Sedgwick, the great-granddaughter of the Rev. Endicott Peabody (Groton's founder), Edie was definitely born a lady. But it was not a role she enjoyed. She quit school after one year at St. Timothy's and refused to have a coming-out party, divided most of her time between junkets to Europe and sculpture lessons in Cambridge, Mass. After settling in New York last summer, she drifted aimlessly about, looking for modeling jobs by day and dancing at discotheques by night, invariably dressed in racy culottes or leopard-skin slacks. Last January, having nothing better to do, she showed up at a screening at Warhol's movie "factory," talked herself into a part, soon took over where 1964's "Girl of the Year," Baby Jane Holzer, had left off. Said she: "I didn't know I was replacing Jane. In fact, I'd never even heard of her. I hardly ever read the papers."

"I Can't Say No." From then on, Edie and Andy opened doors for each other, she the doors to the Park Avenue patrons of his paintings, he the doors to the world of art and the cinema where she hopes to make her way. Behind the doors, there was an endless succession of parties. Said Andy: "Nowadays, I just can't say no to a party. I think all those people are great. They don't really know who they are. They don't even sleep, but then, we don't either."

How long will they remain the couple celebre? "Who cares?" says Edie. "I am not trying to create an image or a following. I act this way because that's the way I feel like acting. If people like it, fine. If they don't, that's their problem."

I love that last quote. :rolleyes:
 
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Ooooooooooooooooooh thank you so much for that article! That's fabulous, it's straight out of '65....!
 
Thank you Somethingelse! It's interedting to read an article from back then. I like the last quote, too!
 
yes, I hope she wasn't annoyed and left because of certain people in this community calling her shady and fake. I'd rather hear what she has to say, considering she was very pleasant and informative, than people saying how great "factory girl" was. :)
 
Thanks fairyx! I wanted to find the address of the house and now i know it's in Bel Air so that will help me, thank you!
 
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