Rohin Guha
March 13, 2009
You star in one crappy kids' show about a schoolgirl secretly living the life of a pop star, performing under a moniker that's better suited for aspiring porn starlets, and suddenly you find yourself actually believing you are a pop star. Such is the hard knock life of Miley Cyrus, who has starred in such Cannes-snubbed features as Bolt and some movie about that same schoolgirl-turned-pop-star-not-porn-starlet. She's also well-remembered for her turn as "Mudka's Meat Hut Waitress" on this TV spin-off of some animated Disney movie that nobody remembers. And when she's not earning the ire of Margaret Cho, it's no surprise that Miley would be a total Radioheadcase, likely bopping along to "Creep" while chain-smoking between scenes on Hannah Montana or drunk-dialing daddy Billy Ray, shrieking the lyrics to "Karma Police" into her T-Mobile handset (that myFaves deal's a steal, I hear!).

