MEGAN FOX has been known to say a few things. She says she’s a tranny, she says she’s a bisexual, she says she has “the libido of a 15-year-old boy,” she says, “Actors are the worst assholes to hang out with… they’re either narcissistic douche bags or raging alcoholics,” she says most men are “weak like puppies,” she says she has her boyfriend’s name tattooed “next to my pie.” She says all these wonderful, crazy things, which are most often accompanied by pictures of her in bra and panties, with her pillow-plump lips provocatively parted, and then she goes on about her business like she’s said nothing of interest at all, leaving delighted tabloid editors everywhere dancing in her wake. But why docs she do this? What’s the point?
The theory usually posited is that she’s a slut for attention and that her ultimate goal is some kind of freakish worldwide celebrity domination. If that’s indeed the plan, so far, so good. At the age of 23, she’s already been called the Sexiest Woman on Earth, already been asked to host Saturday Night Live, already can’t step outside her front door without being hounded by the paparazzi. And it hasn’t taken much for her to get here, a couple of crummy sitcom parts, a couple of crummy movie roles and a couple of huge Transformers movies, all of which called for less acting and more skin.
As it happens, however, the theoreticians have it all wrong, because no one is more dismayed by the current turn of events than Fox herself. Ever since she leaned over the hood of Shia LaBeoufs ’76 Camaro in the first Transformers flick, in 2007, baring midriff and cleavage galore, she says she’s been beset by fears of too much, too soon, too early, leading to far too much press.
“I’m really tired of being exploited and having everything I say sensationalized,” she says one warm afternoon in L.A., looking typically radiant, if a little drawn and pensive. “It’s an unbearable lifestyle.”
And now there’s Jennifer’s Body, which probably won’t help any. It’s screenwriter Diablo Cody’s first post-Juno movie, and it’s basically just a teen-comedy slasher flick, with Fox’s demon-girl character chowing down on her horny high school classmates. She’s got a few quiet moments in it, but mainly it’s a good-time exercise in blood lust and lust lust and an excuse to show more bared Fox flesh than any previous movie. It also features a tongue-filled girl-on-girl make-out scene with co-star Amanda Seyfried that even Fox has some issues with.
“Amanda was not excited about having to do it, but I went for it,” she says. “Clearly I can’t argue that it’s not gratuitous, because it is. We both look like children, so it looks like crazy kiddie porn. There’s no music — it’s just silence and the sound of spit. I feel weird watching it. It was just really uncomfortable. I felt like I was witnessing something I’m not meant to see.”