28 July 2007
♥ it must be a crackhead thing.
For those of you who care, this should be considered a spoiler alert.
Despite my original excitement at the prospect of seeing I Know Who Killed Me, as the movie wore on, I began to suspect that perhaps, rather than being some kind of intense mind game, this was really just another Lindsay Lohan movie about twins.
Don't get me wrong; I liked The Parent Trap. But she was what, eleven when she did that? Come on, Linds. Time to kick it up a notch. I'm over the movies about twins, trading lives, yadda yadda yadda.
But as disappointed as I was at the movie's end (or, more accurately, lack thereof), I couldn't help but feel sorry for Lindsay, who had been arrested just days before for possession of a controlled substance, presumably crack. Perhaps her acting (which has improved since her role in Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen, which I'm ashamed to admit I watched) was somehow influenced by her crack addiction.
Or, as long as we're going out on a limb, maybe Lindsay's habit has become so severe that she's experiencing memory loss and couldn't remember filming The Parent Trap, causing her to feel an overwhelming subconscious desire to make a movie about twin sisters separated at birth, or before consciousness, anyway.
Pretty deep, I know. I should be a shrink... If only I hadn't gotten a 3 on my goddamn IB Psych test.
Despite my original excitement at the prospect of seeing I Know Who Killed Me, as the movie wore on, I began to suspect that perhaps, rather than being some kind of intense mind game, this was really just another Lindsay Lohan movie about twins.
Don't get me wrong; I liked The Parent Trap. But she was what, eleven when she did that? Come on, Linds. Time to kick it up a notch. I'm over the movies about twins, trading lives, yadda yadda yadda.
But as disappointed as I was at the movie's end (or, more accurately, lack thereof), I couldn't help but feel sorry for Lindsay, who had been arrested just days before for possession of a controlled substance, presumably crack. Perhaps her acting (which has improved since her role in Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen, which I'm ashamed to admit I watched) was somehow influenced by her crack addiction.
Or, as long as we're going out on a limb, maybe Lindsay's habit has become so severe that she's experiencing memory loss and couldn't remember filming The Parent Trap, causing her to feel an overwhelming subconscious desire to make a movie about twin sisters separated at birth, or before consciousness, anyway.
Pretty deep, I know. I should be a shrink... If only I hadn't gotten a 3 on my goddamn IB Psych test.
7/28/2007
