Keira Knightley at the London premiere of Atonement. I'm not even going to say anything about that ludicrous dress, or the fact that the body it's on appears to belong to a decomposing corpse. I'm past all that. What I want to focus on now is Keira's obvious contempt for all the red carpet shit. I mean, I'm pretty sure there are lots of stars who hate having to get gussied up and parade themselves in front of photographers and drooling fans - they probably view this as frivolous and idiotic, and yes, I'd have to agree with them that it is. However, most of these people, when they have to haul themselves through one of these events, at least try to plaster a fake smile on their faces - you know, for the fans. Keira, however, prefers to scowl in her familiar way - because Keira wants us all to know how much she despises this part of being a star, how cheapened and diminished she feels by having to make a spectacle of herself. Keira, you see, is a sensitive artist - she makes films that probe the depths of the human soul, like and Pirates of the Caribbean and The Jacket, and all this other stuff is so horribly beneath her. Okay, fine Keira - you think it's crap. However, there are better ways of showing your disdain. You know, you could at least try to be witty about it. Make light of the whole thing by showing up dressed in some rag you pulled out of a dumpster. Or, you could always just, you know, not show up? I think the world would probably keep turning if you didn't put on your dumb-ass dress and stand there glowering like someone just invaded your privacy. But, I guess those options never occurred to you. You'd rather go with your painfully unsubtle "I hate everyone" approach. Maybe next time you could complete the image by wearing black lipstick and having a Cure song played as you stepped from the limo. Oh you're so deep Keira - just like that chick who works down at the Holiday station, who wears thick eye make-up and has Sylvia Plath quotes tattooed on her forearm. Dumb bitch.
