The few stars I truly admire, for one thing, have to big enough for their stardom to be considered legitimate. For another, they somehow have managed to overcome or take good advantage of their stardom. But to be fair, this surely does not do for everyone in the industry. And for those who eventually failed, it must be devastating.
I got to think that one must be so unsure and self-detesting for a swirling depiction in Perfect Blue like this. So as I see it for the ending, she had to devour that fragile and innocent self to live on.