never mind the daily drama of celebrities publicly flailing about, personally lost without a script. their over-exposed foibles (and other parts) are not properly lit, edited, or costumed. am i keen on examining a celebrity's movements in my mortal world?
keep moving folks, nothing to see here.
now on the other hand if i could enter the magical world that is cinema...
which film, based primarily on the wardrobe, would you pick to wander around in?