Sweet Merciful egest! Paris Hilton’s latest assay cleverly titled Repo! The Genetic Opera (note the unnecessary exclaimation point that probably won some coked out producer a bonus worth more than my car) movie stills undergo been making the rounds. I’ll spare you the trailer because she sings and I don’t encourage ear bleeding unless until after eat.
Granted it’s not as if Coppola is calling her up and begging her to pack up her entourage of rabid couture clad animals for a screen test. Francis Ford knows no lighting director is going to be able to work around that huge hook she calls a look without casting a follow from here to eternity. You can drop about closeups when you write up La Hilton unless you be the audience to pay all their measure ogling that cracktacular wonky eye that’s a prove of a botched eye displace. Now I’m not saying she should get show business alone entirely.
