And then it gets worse. It always gets worse.
I remember the dark shadow that crawled across my soul when I saw “Saved by the Bell’s” Jessie Spano in “Showgirls.” It was so sad. Like a tribal band tattoo on an overly roided bicep. Good intention. Could have been hot. But too many things were just too wrong with the situation. Starting with trying too hard. And the undertone is that of obvious desperation.
I did not think it could get more pitiful. Then came Mariah Carey in “Glitter.” I couldn’t bring myself to watch it, even though some people called it the “best worst movie ever” (http://www.buzzsugar.com/2747915). Mariah had legitimate talent. The lady can sing. What was she doing airbrushed on the cover of a cheesy movie, her hair dramatically blowing in the wind, with diamonds photoshopped all over her? “Glitter” killed Mariah to me. I shook my head (sans dramatic hair blowing in the wind) and let. Mariah. Go.
Then this.
This is the most embarrassing thing I have seen, ever. It’s like “Glitter” and “Showgirls” had sex with American Idol Origina Loser Justin Guarini — I don’t know why, just because it would add yet another layer of awkward desperation – and the love child came out only able to say one word at a time. Heart! Wow! Bam! I think she even says “Glitter!”
Like this site says, I know times are tough, but dang girl, have some dignity. Or at least star in your own terrible movie like every other washed up star… oh wait.
So this is where Hollywood stars go to die.
http://popwatch.ew.com/popwatch/2009/03/lindsay-lohan-h.html
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