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Whacked Waxworks

I once visited a wax museum in Niagara Falls, and it was creepy, but none of sculptures were lifelike enough to truly gives me the willies.  Granted at the time, I didn’t really know who Ronald Reagan, the Pope, and Cher really were.

But there’s something about this Britney Spears statue at Madam Tussaud’s that’s undeniably frightening.  Is it how realistic it looks?  The way it actually breathes in time with the music?

No, I think it’s knowing that some lonely sculptor actually made this by hand, dressed it in clothes, and posed it like this.  That ain’t right, is it?