Hollywood nasty on Lohan
Hollywood loves celebrity, it has been written, and the only thing they love more than building one up is tearing them down again. Enter evidence exhibit number P-1250521: Lindsey Lohan.
While the young actress’ career is not well-served by her latest film, the ridiculous and poorly-made “I Know Who Killed Me,” having Hollywood Reporter movie reviewer Michael Rechtshaffen call it “the worst film of the year” is unnecessary overkill. It’s like calling “Gilligan’s Island” a silly, stupid comedy. Or calling Simon Cowell, “a bit rude.” Is it even necessary?
And yet, while all of Hollywood sighs and moans and grieves the “60, no wait, 30, no wait not even quite 20″ days in jail served by Paris Hilton, who for whatever reason they still like, Lohan’s private life foibles - not altogether all that different from Ms. Hilton’s - have incurred their wrath. Or at least Rechtshaffen’s.
Lohan showed promise earlier in her career, making a name for herself by doing a respectable job with two much-loved Disney films of yesteryear: THE PARENT TRAP and FREAKY FRIDAY.
While she’s made increasingly bad career choices since then, it seems it’s her personal life, which includes rumors of alcoholism and promiscuity far younger than it was probably based in any true events. And so, now everything she does must be criticized with particular venom.
Put it this way: the year’s not even half over. Even Hollywood sites that revel in showing off the worst in Hollywood prefer to save the “stinker of the year” moniker until all the candidate films are known, and then usually don’t apply it to something as clearly B-Grade as “I Know Who Killed Me,” but apply it instead to some bigger-budget flick with larger stars, that seemed to be reaching for an Oscar only to fall flat on its pretentious face.
Kind of like Rechtshaffen did with his overly and unnecessarily cruel review - which critiques not so much the film, but Lohan herself. Personally.
Makes one wonder if the reviewer liked setting wounded flies ablaze with a magnifying glass on sunny days, as a kid, also. Or tossing squirrels into an outdoor fireplace.
Not to say he did any of those things. But his cruelty doesn’t exactly exclude the possibility, now, does it? Hollywood Idiocy hereby prematurely declares Michael Rechtshaffen the worst movie reviewer of all time.
How ya like them apples, Mikey?
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