Whenever I see or hear Miley Cyrus I want to punch my own testicles. It’s true. Having an 11 year-old daughter has filled me with enough Hannah/Miley entertainment to last an eternity. Reading, watching and viewing the sideshow that is her life just makes it all worse for wear. So, to say the least, when I saw this trailer for The Last Song, I was foaming at the mouth for the chance to berate lil’ Miley and her new movie.
But I can’t. I just can’t do it.
It would be like dropping a nuke on Sesame Street. It’s just too heartwarming to crap on (damn you Nicholas Sparks!) and while the movie will probably be a two-star, cliche-ridden emotional de-pantsing and rape, I’m sure it will do well. The Last Song (oh if it were only true) hits theaters on April 2, 2010.
The question now is where does Miley go from here? Is she the next Lindsay Lohan and just another slight nudge will turn her into an emaciated meth-head, or is she misunderstood, talented and one of cinema’s up-and-coming stars?
What say ye?