My sister and I grew up idolising Johnny Depp. We knew everything about him, including his favourite colour (black!), his birthday (June 9!), his mum’s name (Betty Sue! He has a tattoo tribute to her on his arm) — even his star sign (a Gemini sun, with Leo rising!). Ok, I had to look that last one up, but you get the drift — we were obsessed.
Which is maybe why I’ve been averting my eyes these past few years as he’s publicly unravelled. By the time his highly-publicised defamation case against ex-wife Amber Heard hit courts last year, I was so thoroughly disenchanted, my inner eight-year-old couldn’t bear to watch. And yet, it all seeped in. It was simply impossible to ignore the constant news reports and salacious details that emerged via the trial — and it made me sad. So sad, I decided to put off watching Netflix’s latest three-part doco series, which takes a look at the infamous “trial by Tik Tok” that played out.
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