For the last year or so, Angelina Jolie has put her, umm, colorful youth behind her and focused on becoming the Hollywood incarnation of Bono. Lately, however, she’s suffered a series of missteps:
• She criticized Madonna for adopting a child from Malawi, which generated quite a backlash in the adoption community;
• Called the fruit of her loins “a blob” and admitted she felt less empathy for children of privileged birth (like Shiloh) than for her adopted brood;
• Behaved like a complete prima donna at a photoshoot with Annie Liebowitz for the cover of Vogue;
• Came off like a surly ice maiden at the Golden Globes and treated Ryan Seacrest like shit (okay, that’s not really a misstep).

Now comes word that she may have been cut from Sin City 2. Robert Rodriguez has been trying to line up Angelina for the part of Ava Lord, the “dame to kill for,” but he may have grown tired of waiting and cast Rachel Weisz for the role instead. Angelina’s carefully maintained façade of poise and professionalism is starting to look a little flimsy.

And about time. Brad and the kids probably feel differently, but some of us have missed the old Angelina: you know, the deranged bisexual who publicly tongue-kissed her brother and wore a vial of Billy Bob Thornton’s blood around her neck. Jennifer Aniston probably thinks that Psycho Angelina never really went away. And our current crop of trainwrecks, tedious little skanks like Paris and Britney and Lindsay, need a role model to show them how it’s done, what being a real celebrity whackjob is all about. Bring it on, I say.