I have always had mixed feelings about her but I'm fascinated too. Since it relied on her friends' input and memories I think it was quite a one sided and uncritical view of her life. I too heard stories of her not being so nice to other women. And of course there were some notable absences like Jools or Muriel Grey - it would've been nice to hear from.
I think the flirty shtick was a bit of a one dimensional skill - would it have worked as well if she wasn't so attractive? I was of course rapt at some of the interviews like with Terence TD and Michael Hutchence but some were cloyingly embarrassing. She was distinctive and different - good for her. But it created a bit of a female comic stereotype - focused purely on sex. And the groupie thing for famous men is - well (obviously) - shallow? A bit Patsy Kensit?
A dubious feminist icon - desperately dependent on famous men. I mean of course Hutchence was a beautiful man but was he a man to have your children around when he was so dependent on class A drugs? Clearly not.
The press intrusion and harassment was beyond awful - a torture familiar to Britney and Caroline Flack too.
And then that strange irony of a woman making a career out of writing about the joys of motherhood whilst still living a glamorous celeb life.... Like her daughter Peaches did too.
Maybe if she'd lived after Hutchence died she might have matured into a more multi-dimensional independent woman?
The Boomtown Rats didn't love her and she pursued him relentlessly famously giving him a blowjob in a car I think one of the first times she met him. I wasn't crazy about her writing. I'd check out the writing of Julie Burchill - that extraordinary complicated and not at all nice woman - if you want to see more interesting wordsmithing.
Yet despite all that she was iconic and fascinating and marked a moment in time - a revolution in TV, music and fashion. The Tube was a fundamental part of my trendy student life..... we watched it religiously.
I've always been interested in and curious about her. It makes you realise how little we really know of the real person underneath the public image. And how limited and limiting that image is. And I ended up watching the story of her daughter Peaches unfold along the very same lines to fame and death.