Let's be clear: This way grisly, futuristic rock opera from the director of three Saw flicks is not about Paris Hilton. She just has a small part in it—as the slutty heiress of a company that sells you much-needed internal organs—and then totally repossesses them when you default on payment!
Let's also be clear: We wouldn't be writing about this movie if Paris Hilton wasn't in it.
So what do you think? Is it stylish or ghoulish—or both? Is Repo! destined to be the next Rocky Horror—or the new Glitter? Sound off in the comments.