Remember
Britney Spears? When she first arrived winging her pigtails lasciviously at the heterosexual male world in the late 1990s, with her faux-moralising advocacy over her cherished Southern Christian virginity, she instantly became- or so it was assumed- the sweaty fancy of teenaged boys and, well. all men. For a while Britney looked set to take over the world in the midst of some plastic porn-light nightmare. The culmination of this temporary madness was a film entitled Crossroads - no, it had nothing to do with Robert Johnson- which began promisingly with a pre-breakdown Spears disrobing and, far more impressively, Dan Aykroyd. Of course, it degenerated fairly quickly to a film even worse than the concept had suggested. Over ten years on when Britney is more notorious than famous- shorn her hair, access to her children and her sanity- the world has been altered by the rise of the internet so pointedly that even those least equipped to have worthwhile thoughts are capable of sharing them with the world at the touch of a button. One such piece of folly by the erstwhile Miss Spears on that perennial stream of iniquity, Twitter, recently had the collective film-going world covering its eyes and hiding behind the Sofa as she broadcast the following:
"I love to act and would love to be in a Todd Philips or Judd Apatow movie. "
Now, anyone can make a typing error but this appears to be a simple moment of idle pondering from the former pop princess and there is no likely chance of her returning to the big screen soon. Spears will soon release her new album, Femme Fatale, with a tour to follow thereafter.
Apatow & Phillips have certainly not been drawn on the comments- so for those of you for whom Crossroads was more trauma than the vainly promised titillation, worry not, there is no chance of one of pops casualties vying with the like of Hopkins or Bale on the big-screen any time soon.