At first glance, the public life of Sofia Coppola looks like a straightforward G.W. Bush scenario—a clear-cut case of nepotism gone wild, on steroids, and then additionally on crack. Bush and Coppola both prove that even the most incompetent of humans can be greased up and gently nudged into humanity’s collective poop chute. All it takes is a juicy enough surname.
Here’s the thing, though. Bush was an amateur at dabbling. His sole pre-presidency fling, co-owning the Texas Rangers, was an entirely rational pursuit for a rich, white, MBA-holding Texan man. And after his 8-year fling of flinging feces at the human race, he definitely seemed to recognize the limits of nepotism. He never, for example, attempted to be Pope, or UN General Secretary, or any sort of intergalactic envoy.
Certainly he was never one-one-thousandth as shitty an actress as Sofia Coppola. And he’s never made even one bad movie. Coppola has directed four.
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