I ♥ Christina Ricci, who is just cute as hell and pretty impossible to pick apart. She rarely, if ever, disappoints within her film performances and, offscreen, conducts herself in most civilized manner. In fact, the oddest thing about Ricci is her identity as an actress who, despite the usual child star prognosis, has held her crap together over the decades. Certainly, it’s most bizarre sight to observe a Hollywood starlet who isn’t just a publicity whore drinking herself into oblivion, sleeping with every douchebag around, and flashing her crotch on a regular basis.
Ricci currently appears in the vastly underrated Penelope. If you haven’t seen the film, go catch a showing, for cinema could really use more films like it.