Who doesn’t want to be famous? I’ve always wanted to be famous, so I feel very little pity for “oh woe is me” celebrities living the glam, glitzy life that I know I could do a much better job living.
Well… I used to feel little pity for them,
until I watched the paparazzi-drenched Britney Spears documentary, Britney: For the Record.
People like me, who have grown up alongside the Britster, have been right there with her through the highs (strip tease, snake dance, Madonna kiss… ) and the lows (K-Fed, Lutfi, and that guy from Louisiana), and somehow her downhome mediocrity still makes me feel like I too can make it. Britney and I, we have this kindred connection. The entire time I was watching the film, I felt so sorry for the girl, that my poor little Cancerian insides nearly lost it.
Arguably, this was the whole point. The “documentary” was brought to me with no commercial interruptions by the Britney Spears Fragrance Line, and if you ask me, MTV has a little too much at stake in this whole “comeback” thing. Still, the film left me to ponder our fame-obsessed society and the toll it takes on people who are probably a little off their rocker to begin.
If you’d care to watch the MTV/Britney infomercial, I am sure it can be caught tonight or any other night for the next two months on MTV. (Wed., Dec. 3, 1am, 3pm, 9pm ET/PT and Thu., Dec. 4, 10am ET/PT.)
This article appears in November 28 • 2008.