I have worked with a few divas in my time, from both sides of the pond. It’s quite common for those in the entertainment industry who have become an icon and brand in their own right to reject the Orwellian commandment that ‘All animals are equal’ and start to believe their own hype and think they are somehow more equal than others . The reality is of course that they have long been the unknowing puppet of their masters.
These thoughts were with me as I entered the Mayfair Hotel suite (the empty champagne bottles which passed me on the way in were apparently from another A-listers party. Apparently). Working with such a lauded and photographed celebrity as Miss Piggy was without doubt going to be a career highlight but nerves were always going to be there, luckily the Suidae immediately put me at ease by telling me she was used to working with people much greener than me – which would have been more of a relief if her entourage hadn’t been sniggering.
The brief was simple, capture Miss Piggy preparing to host the ‘Orange BAFTA Red Carpet Show With Miss Piggy’. (With a title like that she could have probably named her price!) Where she claims to be delighted for the A-listers who get the chance to speak with her, and who can blame them? Her list of past coworkers is daunting (Julie Andrews, Bob Hope, Raquel Welch, Peter Sellers, John Cleese, Cookie Monster – the list goes on!)
In practice the often outspoken and occasionally disgruntled sow was a joy to work with – very particular about her appearance (always checking each shot before asking to go again after only the slightest of adjustments) and she had someone on hand constantly so she didn’t have to lift a finger/trotter for herself. Daaaarling.