Poor Lily Allen. It must be hard splashing around in a puddle of musical mediocrity, especially when it's of your own making. Just as she prepares to release that 'difficult' second album - so no more riding on the dual coat tails of novelty and nepotism, Lily - she has announced she intends to have a crack at the acting game.

After a shocker of a year that saw her dividing her time between getting shedded and making a twat of herself, and bouncing around between exes, Lily has apparently decided to follow in Daddy's dizzying footsteps by building on that world famous Allen acting dynasty.

 

A 'friend' has said:

 

"She thinks it might get her out of the spotlight, which is what she has found hard to cope with, even though film or TV roles will hardly be low profile. She says the next six months will be the most important of her life. She says fame stunted her as a human being and she's determined to sort herself out."

 

So how does one sort out this fame conundrum? By doing us all a favour and disappearing? Putting a sock in it and getting on with some work? No chance. Anonymity won't feed the famously fragile Allen ego so in a world class display of stupidity, she intends to pursue yet more fame, just in a different format.

 

Get ready for the viewing equivalent of wiping your arse with a cheese grater.

by Lou Lou