When it gets beyond the puffy-fluffy, 'Katy Perry: Part of Me' provides a few unexpected insights into the sour side of superstardom
by James Sanford
Katy Perry has been topping the charts and bringing crowds to the arena for almost four years. For some of us, that’s barely longer than our last visit to the emergency room, but it’s practically an eternity in contemporary pop circles, where multitudes of Hannah Montanas, Ashlee Simpsons, Hilary Duffs and Jojos are hyped as the Next Big Thing one week and exiled to the cut-out bin a few months later. Admittedly, Perry will have to pack in a few more decades of success under her dance belt before she can stand alongside Madonna, Cher or Streisand but, as “Katy Perry: Part of Me” reminds us, the singer-songwriter has already become the first female artist to cull five No. 1 hits from one album (2010’s “Teenage Dream”), so give the lady some credit.
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