"Youthquaker"

"Edie, like many pioneers, didn't figure out how to profit from any of it. To call her the Paris Hilton or Kim Kardashian of her era would not be inaccurate, but both of those women are experts in turning rebellion into money. And it's the cool, often discontented kids who keep her flame burning—and her grave clean—50 years on, anyway.  Her brash but wounded voice is the GPS system out of suburbia for the Manhattan-bound outsider. Her angel face on the promotional material for her final film, the autobiographical 'Ciao, Manhattan,' posthumously released in 1973, is like a St. Christopher medallion, with its Kohl-blackened sockets, beauty mark and serene, almost resolute expression, and it still graces T-shirts, stickers, lock pages. 'It's like Jesus Christ looking up to Heaven,' Heide said."


Mark Spitz in Salon looks back at Edie Sedgwick.