At the end of The Misfits, an aging cowboy and a former dancer have found each other and are heading home in the night. The final lines of the film, the last ever spoken by Clark Gable and Marilyn Monroe on-screen, are a beautiful elegy for two of Hollywood’s greatest stars:

“How do you find your way back in the dark?”
“Just head for that big star straight on. The highway is under it. It’ll take us right home.”

To label as simply “shoes” the works of art on display in the Brooklyn Museum’s current exhibit Killer Heels: The Art of the High-Heeled Shoe is to diminish their mind-blowing magnificence. Stefano Tonchi, editor in chief of W magazine, writes in his essay for the show’s gorgeously illustrated catalog, “With their increasingly vertiginous heights, crazy combinations of materials and unimaginable shapes, these shoes are not made for walking.” Gazing at the provocative footwear on view, I find it hard to imagine that shoe making was once known as the “gentle craft.”

In the end, it all came down to Joe. The 1954 marriage of Marilyn Monroe and Joe DiMaggio lasted only nine months, but when Monroe was found dead in her Brentwood, Los Angeles, home in 1962, it was DiMaggio who identified her body. He also planned her funeral: According to Joe and Marilyn, a juicy new book by C. David Heymann, DiMaggio warned beforehand that if “any of those fucking Kennedys turn up…I’ll bash in their faces.” As Monroe’s casket was closed, he whispered to her, “I love you, I love you.” DiMaggio even had half a dozen long-stemmed roses delivered twice a week to her crypt for decades. Their marriage was brief, but their love affair endured.