
You know,
Memoirs Of An Imperfect Angel reminds me of those
Angel movies I used to watch as a kid in the '80s on HBO—the ones where the teen broad was a high school student by day, hooker by night.

Remember those? I used to watch them at my neighbor's house, after his parents went to bed. Ah, to be 10 again. And kudos to
Mariah Carey for being so retro-referential!
Meanwhile,
Timbaland is apparently twiddling Mimi's knobs on this LP. Hey, he was able to get one hit out of
Madonna last year. That's like getting blood from a 3,968-year-old stone with fangs that sucks the life force out of anything that moves within a five-mile radius these days.