Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Sick of the Smiths
I used to like Will Smith.
As a child, I was a huge fan of Fresh Prince of Bel Air. I seriously have seen every single episode more than once. I would race home after school to watch the re-runs.
His actions flicks were my favorite summer blockbusters.
I even tolerated his PG-13 rap music while I was in high school.
But lately, I just can't stand the guy. No, wait, it goes beyond dislike. Just thinking about him gives me heartburn.
I'm just tired of him forcing his mediocre children on us.
It has significantly reduced his cool factor with me. (And that's even after the whole Scientology debacle).
While most Hollywood parents try everything they can to shield the limelight away from their children, Will Smith has been drowning his offspring in it. And at such a young age.
Remember those performances his son, Jaden, would do with Justin Bieber? Gag.
And his daughter? She recently released a photo of herself sporting a tongue ring. She's ELEVEN. When the press got wind of it yesterday, Willow tried to brush it off by saying it was fake.
In my opinion, Will's kids are not that talented. At least not enough to be famous right now. I find them annoying. There's no avoiding them either. I turn on an awards show, there they are. I click on a news website, there they are. I can't even google "karate kid" without being victimized.
And I'm irritated that Will Smith has turned into this crazy stage dad who is marketing his kids as a cool product, rather than merely appreciating them as his family. By turning Jaden and Willow into child stars, he's asking for disaster.
There is a reason so many child stars end up on drugs or go crazy.
When you're incredibly successful as a little kid and you're always told how awesome you are, your ego consumes you. As a child, everything naturally seems bigger. Imagine having that fame and fortune so young, when the world seems so magical. You believe you have a never-ending supply of millions. You think everyone in the world absolutely adores you. You can't help but feel you are so much better than everyone else. What else are you supposed to feel?
You think you are the most special person in the entire world. And you haven't even reached puberty yet.
And when reality hits, there is nowhere else to go but down.
I don't care how down-to-earth his children might claim to be. I don't care that Will is watching their every move to make sure they don't fall into bad hands. I don't care if Jaden and Willow are model children.
None of that stuff will matter when his kids one day realize the height of their careers happened before they even had time to dream.
Because that's going to suck.