Lollie Pop

Without a doubt she is one of the most talented artists of our time, and a great entertainer. The documentary, however, lacked direction; it was all over the place. I’ve always felt her to be a bit of a wing-nut; she tries too hard to come off as some pseudo-philosophical deep thinker. What she says is often a disjointed, thought process, making her come across as a real airhead (“I have no apples to give…” silly analogy.) I’ve seen her in interviews, and she always seems to make an idiot of herself. (Not sure, but I’ve always suspected a low IQ. Great artist, but not the brightest bulb in the box.) She continuously breaks into song, which is cringy and annoying. That said, it is unfortunate that she ended up with this disease. I do feel sorry for her. She’s a bit too hung up on material wealth, and the warehouse portion of this documentary was distasteful. Do we really need to know about your Dior shoes? Not necessary. Also, if over stimulation triggers a seizure, why is she singing after the episode? Shouldn’t she lie down and rest? Luckily she has access to the best medical attention available.