One might expect Mariah Carey, the elusive Christmas chanteuse, to require everyone to play Mariah Carey's Merriest Christmas on a continuous loop for the length of the advent calendar. It's not a far-fetched demand from the woman whose rider for an appearance at a London mall allegedly included a request for 20 white kittens and 100 white doves. Plus, it's her Hallmark special - featuring Kenneth "Babyface" Edmonds, the other Mean Girls girl Lacey Chabert, and... Kelsey Grammer! - and now it's on Netflix.
It would be an easy thing to ask. But she is not watching Mariah Carey's Merriest Christmas. How do we know? Netflix's U.S. twitter account renamed itself Netflix "Mariah Carey's Merriest Christmas" U.S?., to which Carey responded, "Haaa! I love Netflix, currently watching The Crown."
Well, well, well, well, well, well, well. Mariah Carey is watching The Crown. The Crown! The Crown: that festival of sumptuous costuming and unfailing English reserve. That vehicle through which so many Netflix subscribers have accessed Claire Foy's pristinely regal talents. The Crown!
That means Mariah Carey has been paying $11.99 for the top plan, the one that lets viewers play shows on four screens in high-def, and after some recent price hikes will now pay $13.99 for the same service. Maybe she's only paying the mid-range price of $10.99 for two screens now. That's certainly possible. But then how would she watch when her twins, Roc and Roe, were watching on their preferred devices? She's more likely springing for the four screens.
Regardless, is this an instance of stars, they're just like us? Absolutely not. True, the woman who makes pizza, remember, like this, while dressed in long silk robes and furry, heeled mules, is paying the exact same price as the parents of some itchy college student in Dayton, Ohio. And Carey is watching The Crown just like us. But she can't be experiencing The Crown just like us.
Carey must see the titular crown, and sigh, "Reminds me of that old hunk of sparklers I wore when performing bippity bip in blah blah city back in '02." She must see constant push and pull between the Queen's private life and her title on some level inaccessible to us. She must feel wistful about yachts like Philip feels wistful about yachts. But surely, she loves Margaret, just like us.
(Vanity Fair)
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