OK, this post is totally random (but it’s my blog and I can write about whatever the hell I want to); one of the little news tidbits I heard today was that Brittany Murphy’s final movie is being released—more than 4 years after her death.
I always liked her. Maybe because back when I waitressed years and years ago I’d occasionally get, “hey, you look like that girl from that movie about the crazy girls—what’s her name?” Perhaps I did look a bit like her, in that brief period of time after she lost the baby fat from Clueless but before she got incredibly blonde and incredibly thin.
So, basically, when she was in Girl, Interrupted:
Girl, Interrupted was a good one. And she was good in it (so was Angelina Jolie. I miss the days when she was all weird and sexy and crazy and not all serious caftan-wearing, earth mothery). But Brittany also did a lot of shit movies (Just Married, anyone? Also–do you remember when her and Ashton Kutcher were engaged and just making out everywhere?).
Regardless, she will always be known for one of the best insults in the history of film (and, I believe my mum’s favorite movie quote):
That was way harsh.
Anyway, it’s sad that she died so young. Who knows what kind of career she would have had, especially since it seems that musicals are filmed with more regularity; she could really sing! She did the vocal on one of my favorite dance tracks:
So, yeah. Totally bummed out about that.
But anyhoo, do you ever get told that you look a lot like a particular celebrity?
My brother went through a big Zach Braff phrase—a few years back some kids on the NYC subway told him that they loved him on Scrubs. And my dad is slowly turning into Dustin Hoffman (but with a ‘stache). My mum has both looked like Patty Duke and Tipper Gore (headbands!).