Movie Review: The Hottie and the Nottie – Starring the amazing-fantastic-oh-so- (not)-great-Paris Hilton
Where do I begin? This overdone romantic story that has become the source of my tantrums. Nate, who has been searching for his childhood crush (the “hottie” Paris Hilton) finally meets her. Paris’s best friend (the “nottie” June) however, becomes a barrier to date the “hottie”. Even though Hilton may not be old people like Julia Roberts, she certainly passes for a demented center point of awful acting noobs. This horrific movie is not even worth it for an audience of one as you might deconstruct your face from anger. Yes, we do know drugs are bad for you, but bring on the narcotics for this hour and a half because I officially have sympathy for the devil now. Yeah, some critics might review this movie as “It’s big, it’s bold, it’s bubbly!” well, my question would be “what have you been drinking?”. This movie has created a new word in the English dictionary called “pontypoo”, yeah; it’s just that crappy. Like a bad movie, I’ll drop a line: Shit has compressed itself in one form: “The Hottie and The Nottie.
