Never mind the melody (which is borderline lame-o) or the singing (Britney's usual: enough said); even the notoriously bitchy Perez Hilton admitted that "finally, she does SOMETHING right. And the song is tight too!"
The only conclusion to be had from such universal acclaim is that (a) the reporters are all copying one another, or (b) the media is genuinely chuffed that Britney's mentioned them in a pop single. We think it's more the last explanation (who's the desperado now?)
The song is a mostly- autobiographical challenge by a glammed-up, uber-confident Britney. The filmclip contains the usual girly entourage, which appear to be a theme to her Blackout clips, accompanying Brit while she dances on toilets and clubs, flicks her hair challengingly, and walks knickerless over sprawled photographers. Starbucks and garage restrooms are notably absent in this glamour trash makeover.
In the lyrics, Britney vacillates between being "Miss American Dream at 17" and "Mrs She's Too Big Now She's Too Thin". She says she's not afraid to work and "be a momma" (another loose approximation).
But given that the lyrics appear to contain concepts a little too intellectual for Britney's known vocabulary, as well as the fact that they rubbish the paparazzi (when everyone knows that, along with Chris Crocker, the paparazzi are some of Britney's only remaining friends), it's easy to get the impression that Britney's just mouthing more of that manufactured image that her publicists are so desperately clinging to.
A sample of this carefully crafted image?
Videos were released today which compared Britney's filmclip pre-production with her filmclip post-production. Never mind Jenny Craig; the photoshoppers trimmed around a third of Britney from her waist, hips and legs.
Yet just as rapidly as the videos were released, they were taken off line. Now that's faster than K-Fed can say "child support".
So we know that we sure are getting a piece of Britney. But the question remains, which piece?
Copyright : MTV Australia
