Is Christina Aguilera getting out of control… is she speeding down the tracks aboard the Britney Express on the Lohan line? She is all of a sudden much more interesting. Just after the scandalous reports of her attacking sweet little Julianne Hough at a Golden Globes after party (see article below) we hear this hilarious little gem. So… back on January 8th X’tina showed up uninvited to Jeremy Renner’s 40th birthday party and got completely ‘wasted‘. I am totes loving this party. This is what he had to say regarding her party crashing:

“Someone comes and tells me she’s in my room,” he told pals at the Jan. 16 affair. “I run up and open the door and I’m like, ‘Um, hi. What are you doing?’ She just starts slurring. Her boyfriend [Matthew Rutler] was rubbing her back. Who comes to someone’s birthday party that they don’t know and gets in their bed?! My parents were there!”

Another source added:

“Christina was a mess at that party. She acted like a fool. Her boyfriend was shushing her and telling her to go to sleep.”

Renner’s rep says that Aguilera “… was enjoying herself, but she wasn’t in his bed.” Whatever, we all know Chrisina is the next to be served up sloppy. Check this video of her showing up at the Golden Globes after taking a stumble. Drunky, drunky? Remind you of anyone?

“This movie is so bad that it makes you realize how much you miss Showgirls. At the press screening I attended, the audience was laughing so hard I had trouble hearing the actors.” - Rex Reed

Maybe the only good thing coming out of ‘Burlesque’ will be the soundtrack. The critics have started to view screeners of Cher and Christina’s flick and they aren’t keeping quiet about their distain. I’ll probably still see it… I wasn’t expecting something Oscar worthy. The critic compilation over at Rotten Tomatoes gave it a 43%… Yikes! Here is what Rex Reed had to say:

Trash comes in all forms, but rarely in a sequined G-string. That’s all there is to a brain-dead, cliché-riddled pastiche of old Betty Grable movies called Burlesque. This one is strictly for Cher fans who like their campy shtick loud, lewd and ludicrous. But the biggest problem among many is that it’s not her movie. She’s hardly in it. Instead of an excuse to breathe oxygen into the twilight of Cher’s career, it turns out to be a slutty pasteup constructed out of spit and chewing gum to showcase the movie debut of the caterwauling Christina Aguilera. They should have all stayed in bed. This movie is so bad that it makes you realize how much you miss Showgirls.

At the press screening I attended, the audience was laughing so hard I had trouble hearing the actors. Twenty-five minutes before the end, the person next to me said, “If they’re gonna get a story outta this, they better hurry.” Don’t hold your breath. Burlesque is the celluloid equivalent to a Big Mac attack, and any resemblance to a plot is purely coincidental.

Now Christina is divorced and suffering from a declining career.