Take, for instance, child actor extraordinaire Lindsay Lohan. Thrust under the spotlight at the age of just three years old, Lindsay started off her career in showbiz with a Ford Models contract and won very high-profile work with big name brands such as Calvin Klein Kids and Abercromie. She was an instant success and secured commercial acting roles in around sixty television advertisements. By 10, she had a regular spot on Another World. Her 1998 debut in Disney film, The Parent Trap, launched her to even more dizzying heights and secured her as a Disney star. By the mid ‘00s, she had starred in major films like Freaky Friday and Means Girls, effortlessly transforming from precocious child actor, to teen idol and, thereafter, on to global superstar status. By now, it had seemed as thought she couldn’t possibly put a single foot wrong. Her acting ability, her popularity and the critical acclaim that followed her every performance drew the attentions of the tabloid press and paparazzi in their droves.
Under the constant scrutiny of the global paparazzi, at a time of her personal life where she should have been able to enjoy the fruits of her labours and the joys of her hard-earned adult freedom, she witnessed her first faltering step along the steep slope of stardom that she had been sallying upon. 2006 romantic comedy Just My Luck was denied the previous acclaim poured upon her every role until that point. It was at this point that her partying lifestyle and drinking had caught up with her. It was presented as a medical emergency, but studio executive James G. Robinson wasn’t so forgiving in chastising her irresponsibility, unprofessionalism, lateness and absences from set. From her stardom during her time as a child actor, to her status as a teen idol on the cusp of a very successful grown-up career, leading industry figures saw her as unreliable and as a liability.