The Harder They Fall

His resume reads like a rap sheet; started off with some small-time commercials, little deals, fluff pieces and walk-ons. Equate those to the kid who tries his hand at shoplifting or joyriding. And then one big shot - BAM! - he's suddenly somebody. Maybe we can equate that movie to his first felony offense. It was the one that took him out of the minors and into the big leagues. Sure, he's still a d-lister, but at least he's on the list.


And then come the string of hits - BAMbamBAM! - he's getting acclaim from critics and peers. Like a thug getting his first kill, maybe, or orchestrating something big. He's hot. He's the one that both sides are chasing now.


Who gets him first? The ones that want him to fail - and they give it to him hard. Prison time. Don't drop the soap, kid. Showbusiness ain't for lightweights. Its a rougher world than any gangland warzone and the casualties are just as real.


But wait - what's this? He did his time, he slunk off to the shadows to lick his wounds, he took a little vay-cay. But there was someone lurking and they made him an offer he wouldn't dare refuse. Next thing he knows, he's at the top again. People fear him, people lick his boots, people want to be him and people want to see him fall.


Its inevitable, even for a come-back star like him. The brighter their star, the hotter it burns and the faster it twinks out. The bigger they are, cliché or not, the harder they fuckin' fall.


At least the paparazzi will be there to chronicle it all.