1/10
Painful to watch
30 December 2012
Having just gotten over a virus, I was beginning to feel better until I happened to catch this film on TV one night. Each minute of the film made me feel more ill, yet I kept watching, to see if the whole thing was as bad as the first few minutes of the film. It was.

Paris Hilton is portrayed as a shining star who is fawned over by her throngs of adoring fans; no one has to wonder whether or not she had a hand in the production of this masterpiece. Throughout it she shows herself as a misunderstood innocent victim surrounded by people who are placed in one of four categories: friends, fans, bullying authority figures, or the dregs of society. For every consequence that occurs as a result of her poor choices in life, the film struggles to frame as a horrible unfair misdeed against Hilton, the delicate misunderstood princess. However, this film is so poorly directed and acted that this fails, and any viewer with a functioning moral compass and brain instead finds themselves swooping between feelings of incredulous disgust and uncontrollable laughter.

Every actor in the film seems to be feeling the same way. The vast majority of acting is stiff, forced, insincere. I felt embarrassed for these actors in seeing them struggling through scenes, unable to show expression.

The music throughout the movie was fitting, in the sense that it matched the dismal acting, each track sounding not unlike the melody produced by pushing the demo button on a Casio keyboard.

As I watched, I could feel the edges of my IQ crumbling, and was afraid that I might come out significantly stupider if I made it through the entire movie. Thankfully, the effect was only temporary, but beware if you haven't seen it. This film is an intellectual vampire.

This is hands-down, without a doubt, the worst film I have ever seen.
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