How winning is Charlie Sheen? So much so that he mastered Twitter before he even joined, and then mastered it all over again when he snagged 500,000 followers within hours of signing up. His media rampage of the past few days has been fueled by a formidable cocktail of tiger blood and tweet-sized musings (you already know them all, but "I have a 10,000-year-old brain and the boogers of a seven-year-old," is my absolute favorite, with "I'm bi-winning. I win here and I win there," in second). To say that he's mastered the art of the soundbite is to downplay the magnitude of his skill. He has mastered the art of how we communicate now.
This is not a train wreck -- it is a joy ride, a violent embrace of a wild lifestyle. Sheen has as much control as a man can when his one gear is go! But how he asserts that control! He shows up to interviews orchestrating, for one thing. On Piers Morgan Tonight, he signaled a nonexistent audience to clap, threw to commercial on his own accord and told Piers how and when to set up their existing association -- all during the first segment. On 20/20, he called certain questions and assertions "stupid" and directed Andrea Canning's line of questioning at one point. He flat-out mocked the TMZ reporter who was sent to sit with him poolside.
That 20/20 interview was shot before the past few days we've spent as a culture poking around in Charlie Sheen's head, and yet even (what feels like way back) then, he reviewed his own public performance with more clarity and precision than anyone else I've read since: "Stuff just comes out and it's entertaining and it sounds different than the other garbage people are spewing." Yes. This is exactly why he is holding the world of pop culture in rapt attention.
This is unlike anything we've seen thus far, and yet it makes so much sense that it's happening. This is not some postmodern parable; this is now, period. TV's highest-paid star is essentially using mass media as his blog, sharing his life and musings through what feels like a 24/7 feed (and he's in that honeymoon stage of blogging -- the starting point when you want to do it constantly). Why bother with Wordpress when you can harness the networks? He's not afraid of indicating how hyper-aware of his status he is (versus that of most people who are watching), so I doubt he'd settle for less, anyway.
We are watching the entertainer's equivalent of a freestyle routine and he keeps on winning the gold. He's giving us so much of what we appreciate as a culture: self-aggrandizement ("I'm the best at what I do...sorry Middle America, yeah I said it"), self-awareness ("People can't figure me out, I don't expect them to"), punchy words to live by ("I don't sleep. I wait."), flippant juvenile humor ("Thanks Dr. Loser!"), the impossible ("I can function without sleep"), absurdity ("Can't you be in a pink cloud all your life?"), a bit of Yoda ("They didn't give me great advice and within that, there's great advice"). His mastery of the media is so enchanting, he might actually be the warlock he claims he is.
It is the performance of a lifetime (the Twitpic of him holding a cake with an Oscar on it suggests that he knows as much). Who knows where it goes from here. It could just go on and on forever, or he could die when he takes the next corner of the NASCAR race that is his life. Will he turn this thing into a test of our endurance, force-feeding us with his shit even after we've had enough and looked away? (After all, have we ever gotten our comeuppance for being such voyeurs?) Will we ever be able to avert our gaze from this? Even after 10 years? 20? Will it turn out to be a calculated mess or a messy calculation?
While the Sheen show is fascinating in the scheme of everything, it is somewhat dull aesthetically. I started to feel fatigued during the Oscars as ABC ran the promo for Tuesday's special 20/20 repeatedly (all together now: "I am on a drug. It's called Carlie Sheen!"). We get it: Charlie Sheen says outlandish things in public. As much as his display is a perfect reflection of our time, it is only that. Yes, he's mastered the art of how we communicate now, but we are increasingly lazy and incoherent communicators. Fittingly, Sheen's message is muddled -- he purports to just want to have a conversation with Les Moonves regarding the future of Two and a Half Men...and yet, all the sound bites and tangents are somehow obscuring his intent. He complains about scrutiny while thrusting himself in the thick of it. No, Charlie, you cannot have one corner of your life that's not TMZ'ed up the butt, not as long as you're willingly giving TMZ your time and sitting down for their interviews.
And yet, who can resist the earthly desire of spectacle? Who doesn't want to play with this puzzle? (Is he high? Bi-polar? Shitting us?) Just like he said he did with his recent porn-star-filled bender (the one at his mansion), he's exposing us to magic. But he's also pulling back the curtain on the extent to which we are seduced by fame, falls from great heights and funny sentences. By the way, these are all things we already knew about ourselves. Yes, Charlie Sheen is winning, but some games are easier than others.
Rich you are winning with these insights.
Posted by: Heather | March 02, 2011 at 11:50 AM
He stole, "I don't sleep, I wait" from the Facts about Chuck Norris meme of yore!
Posted by: KR | March 02, 2011 at 12:10 PM
Great post! I still can't help but feel really bad for his family.
Posted by: Sarah G | March 02, 2011 at 12:41 PM
As usual, spot on analysis.
Posted by: Kelly | March 02, 2011 at 03:18 PM
"His mastery of the media is so enchanting, he might actually be the warlock he claims he is."
Maybe he is indeed showing mastery of media--no one can rule out this isn't some weird performance art project--but I suspect it's more likely that he's just self-destructing.
Posted by: JC | March 02, 2011 at 03:21 PM
well after the interview they took his kids away. I have to say, if Sheen is this entertaining sober, I would love to see what he is like intoxicated. Maybe he can make a new reality show; the premise would invovle picking an upscale hotel, some hookers/porn stars and his drugs of choice and then we get to see him lock the ho's in a closet and proceed to trash the hotel room as he get's more and more wasted. I would like to call it Bi-Winning.
Posted by: beerz | March 02, 2011 at 04:07 PM
Excellent commentary, RJ. As always!
Posted by: WC | March 02, 2011 at 08:06 PM
I guess I understand the car-wreck attraction, but the giddy, amused tone of the blog commentary amounts to encouragement. It reminds me of people who just laugh at the drunk guy embarrassing himself at a party instead of being a mensch and easing the guy out of the spotlight. Stay classy, internet.
Posted by: d.a. | March 03, 2011 at 04:14 AM
Cocaine = ego. Crack cocaine = bigger ego. He's having insights but they're from a different reality. He's having a meltdown but thinks he's right. Probably not sustainable even with tiger blood.
Posted by: Susan | March 03, 2011 at 05:50 AM
He is winning at what Joachim Phoenix tried to do and failed. Well, winning except for that whole losing your kids part.
Posted by: twunty | March 03, 2011 at 10:31 AM
You always have a unique and interesting take on things Rich!
Posted by: Lauren | March 03, 2011 at 11:52 AM
This is really the best analysis I've read anywhere about the entire thing. Sheen is the master of contemporary communication, every statement a crystallized internet quotable for the electron-quick, short-attention span crowd.
It seems now, with his children taken away, that he's come back down to earth a little and is taking things a little more seriously.
Posted by: Bud | March 03, 2011 at 02:43 PM
you will neva see another celeb interview like this. 2bad they cancelled the show it was funny as hell.
Posted by: callmechampion | March 05, 2011 at 01:43 AM
Wow - encouraging the abusive asshole
"ome hookers/porn stars and his drugs of choice and then we get to see him lock the ho's"
yea for assault, kidnapping and abuse???
Posted by: ? | March 05, 2011 at 01:02 PM
I believe that Charlie’s antics mark the moment in which the Confession Era, heralded by I think Gary Hart, died. How fitting that this is happening at the same time when Oprah’s show is ending, and her new protégé is someone whom we* would usually shun, but who is instead calls cerebral palsy “the sexiest of the palsies.”
Posted by: Christine | March 06, 2011 at 10:08 AM
Analyze how differently you've responded to chris brown - unapologetic woman abuser and charlie sheen - unapologetic woman abuser. I look forward to that article.
Posted by: Jasmine | March 13, 2011 at 10:56 PM
I love Charlie Sheen. It doesn't matter what he does, he's a yummy guy for me.
Posted by: kate welsh | April 06, 2011 at 09:34 PM