Hey! With the Christmas season right around the corner, we’re all sure to be invited to at least one white elephant party. And it just so happens that I have the perfect idea for a white elephant gift! How about tickets to Justin Bieber’s new vehicle for self- indulgence entitled “Believe.”
The movie “Believe,” is presumptuously due for release on Christmas day and from what I gather is a collection of concert clips and interviews which chronicles the young “artist’s rise to ignominy. The new movie / video / two hour selfie, also features interviews with other effeminate young performers who pay tribute to their nineteen year old androgynous leader.
In case my sarcastic tone has not been clear enough, let me state more clearly that I think the world would be pretty hard pressed to name a nineteen year old who actually deserves to have a movie made about them. Oh sure, if we sifted through history we could find someone: a great king, leader or philanthropist, maybe a writer or survivor of some great global tragedy. So what has Beibs accomplished that would make him the least bit interesting to a more educated, informed and mature American audience? Other than managing to tearfully sit through a couple of tats, nothing. Justin Bieber is of course just emblematic of the narcissism of idle youth and the cult of fame and celebrity. And yes I realize I’m sounding more and more like my grandfather, but you know what? He was right about a lot things.
I don’t know whether the Beib’s new attempt at self- promotion will ultimately garner him the worship and attention he so greatly craves. Honestly, I sort of thought Little Biebers time in the sun was mercifully coming to an end. Will this be his Battle of the Bulge or his Yorktown? I guess I’m just not TMZ enough to know at this point. I do strongly suspect that “Believe,” will eventually join the ranks of other cheesy video bios like Eight Mile and Glitter.
So get those tickets, take them to the next Christmas party a make sure you don’t leave with them. I think you’ll find they’re the least desired gift of the year!