One should always have something sensational…
You may have read them. Or pretended to have read them. Or read about them. Well now you don’t have to because there is a new six-hour Netflix documentary series on The Andy Warhol Diaries that has done all the heavy lifting for you.
Produced by Ryan Murphy - of Glee, American Horror Story, Feud, you know, gay-themed stuff - and based on the actual words of the great man himself, the series draws on the reminiscences of everyone from Debbie Harry to John Waters via Jerry Hall and Julian Schnabel even Rob Lowe, focusing more on the actual man and his gay shame and his lovers and his attitudes to sex than on the actual art (well, we’ve only watched the first one, so maybe things develop).
And what a fascinating portrait it is, not only because it’s Andy but because it’s New York in the 60s and 70s, it’s Studio 54, it’s Liza, it’s the sex club scene, it’s getting shot by a deranged lesbian and it’s his beautiful boyfriend Jed, who we would like to grow up and have a boyfriend like one day. With lashings of male nudity - it actually has an 18 certificate, which we love in a documentary - and fabulous footage of high-society parties, it will certainly put a sparkle in your cold March evenings. We’ve changed into something daring by Halston just because.
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