Jane Birkin and her daughter Charlotte Gainsbourg photographed by Andrew Birkin.
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jane birkin & serge gainsbourg, oxford, 1969 photographed by andrew birkin x
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RIP Jane Birkin 1946-2023.
Jane Birkin et Serge Gainsbourg (Triumph Spitfire) photo d'Andrew Birkin. - source Luis Cesar.
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Jane Birkin, December 14, 1946 – July 16, 2023.
With Serge Gainsbourg, Kate Barry, and Charlotte Gainsbourg. 1972 photo by Andrew Birkin.
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Serge Gainsbourg, Jane Birkin, Kate Barry et Charlotte Gainsbourg. 1972
Photo: Andrew Birkin
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Hello Ben.
Not sure if you'll even take the time to read this. But between the P. Diddy scandal, Harry and Meghan's corporate "empire" falling apart, and that shareholders meeting at Disney fast approaching, I figured I'd at least make one last attempt to convince you to save your skin while you still can.
I'm not gonna be mean about it, I'm not even gonna be pedantic. Rather, I'm just gonna say this.
By refusing to get your act together and save yourself you're letting your fans down.
You're letting me and the rest of the skeptic community down.
You're letting @gatorfisch and especially @aeltri down.
You're letting what few friends you have left in the entertainment industry down.
And most importantly, you're letting yourself down.
You don't deserve this.
You know you don't deserve this.
You didn't do anything to deserve the nightmare you've been subjected to for nearly a decade. You're basically being punished for the crime of existing and being more talented than your enemies, and by not disowning them, you're letting them win.
But that's not how this story has to end; you still have some time and sway, not to mention powerful allies in the industry. Take advantage of them. Let them help you. Otherwise, you'll be hung out to dry along with the people who've wronged you, and I don't think you want that.
So use your resources. Take back your life so you can start to heal. Get back to being the man you used to be. The man we fell in love with a decade ago. Because you're much more likeable when you're just being yourself.
Or rather...well, let me put it this way. If Nelson Peltz gets that seat on the Disney Shareholders board he's gunning for, changes will be coming. If you don't toe the line, there will be repercussions.
And frankly, after the way you were treated on MoM, I think you'd like nothing more than a redemption on that third one.
Or, you can have more of this;
Granted, it's just a rumor. But I think you're just as sick of the multiverse shenanigans as the fans are.
Anyway, that's all I have to say, for now. I leave the ball in your court. Good luck.
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Jane Birkin photographed by her brother Andrew Birkin, 1970.
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jane and andrew birkin, england, 1964
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‘Oh my Father, Lord of Silence, Supreme God of Desolation, though mankind reviles yet aches to embrace, strengthen my purpose to save the world from a second ordeal of Jesus Christ and his grubby mundane creed. Two thousand years have been enough. Show man instead the raptures of Thy kingdom. Infuse in him the grandeur of melancholy, the divinity of loneliness, the purity of evil, the paradise of pain. What perverted imagination has fed man the lie that Hell festers in the bowels of the Earth? There is only one Hell, the leaden monotony of human existence. There is only one Heaven, the ecstasy of my Father's kingdom.’
‘Nazarene, charlatan, what can you offer humanity? Since the hour you vomited forth from the gaping wound of a woman, you've done nothing but drown man's soaring desires in a deluge of sanctimonious morality. You've inflamed the pubertal mind of youth with your repellent dogma of original sin. And now you absolve in denying them the ultimate joy beyond death by destroying me? But you will fail, Nazarene, as you have always failed. We were both created in man's image, but while you were born of an impotent God, I was conceived of a jackal. Born of Satan, the desolate one, the nail. Your pain on the cross was but a splinter compared to the agony of my father. Cast out of heaven, the fallen angel, banished, reviled. I will drive deeper the thorns into your rancid carcass, you profaner of vices. Cursed Nazarene. Satan, I will avenge thy torment, by destroying the Christ forever.’
— Damien Thorn (portrayed by Sam Neil), Omen III: The Final Conflict (1981), directed by Graham Baker; written by Andrew Birkin.
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Happy 52nd, Charlotte Gainsbourg.
1977 photo by Andrew Birkin.
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Jane Birkin by Andrew Birkin, Isle of Wight, 1972
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