While I was researching for this blog post, I started skimming New York Magazine’s interview with James Franco. I ended up hate-reading the whole thing. There’s 20 minutes of my Friday night I’ll never get back.

Long story short, it’s mostly James Franco being butthurt that art critics don’t take him seriously.

On a scale of Emile Hirsch to Shia Labeouf, what do you think of this one?

High School 9 (2011) by James Franco

Yeah.

Anyway, the quote that’s been making headlines is his answer when asked if he’s gay.

There is a bit of overfocusing on my sexuality, both by the straight press and the gay press, and so the first question is why do they care? Well, because I’m a celebrity, so I guess they care who I’m having sex with. But if your definition of gay and straight is who I sleep with, then I guess you could say I’m a gay c-ck tease. It’s where my allegiance lies, where my sensibilities lie, how I define myself. Yeah, I’m a little gay, and there’s a gay James.

That doesn’t really sound like a “coming out” speech, but that’s neither here nor there. What I’m more concerned about is his use of the third person, which means we’ve reached PEAK ARTIST. Almost like that time he conducted an interview between his gay and straight selves, whatever the f-ck that means. I didn’t bother to read it, because I don’t hate myself, but go ahead.

Moral of the story: Franco’s narcissism knows no bounds.

Header image credit: Maxine Helfman/New York Magazine

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