Katy Perry: Part Of Me. 3D

This was a fun documentary to watch. Obviously, it let us witness the journey that is Katy Perry.

Who's actually Katy Hudson,
but doesn't want to be associated with this lady.

She's just a down to earth li'l kid from a hardcore Christian family-slash-traveling preacher roadshow which slaps foreheads in a very Pentecostal manner.

Firework!

I knew that after this movie, I would have more respect for Katy Perry as an artist. It's not that I don't respect her to begin with. It's just that I was always thinking that there was always this group of PR peeps responsible for her image and persona, as well as her music. I was totally mistaken. Katy Perry is the driving force behind Katy Perry.

You can all suck it, big cheeses!

Actually, the alleged group of PR peeps trying to control Katy were from her previous record labels. They wanted her to be the next Alanis Morisette or the next Avril Lavigne. She was being molded into a Kelly Clarkson, or a Jessica Simpson. But she didn't want to be any of those bitches.

But Alanis was her first musical influence
outside all those Christian records they
were forced to listen to. Isn't it ironic?

More respect flowed out of me when the docu reminded me that Katy Perry had five #1 singles in one album. The only one besides Michael Jackson. The Beatles weren't able to do that. Not even Elvis.

Most especially not you, Madonna!

Katy Perry is THE artist of this generation. Not Lady Gaga. Not Rihanna. Not even Adele.

They just all bow down to the boobs.

Thanks to Capitol Records and the musical license and freedom that they've given Katy.

If not for them, we won't get to
see one of the greatest cleavages ever!

They believed in her direction. And that's what the other record labels should be doing. They don't know anything about music, only money. But thanks to Capitol's big bosses, we got to see Katy's pussy.

This abomination is technically Katy Perry's pussy.

Lots of bubbles and confetti rained down on me during the movie because of the 3D thang. But the cartilage of my ears kinda hurt after the movie because of the 3D glasses. But it was fun, still bubblegum pop-py, but I loved it. Except for the parts where they showed Russell Brand. I know he's a funny douche, but he's kinda dickish for allowing the divorce to happen. Katy was always trying to find time in her busy schedule to be with Russell. It should be Russell who should fuckin' come to Katy.

Thanks, dick!

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