It's not easy being ugly, let alone being so ugly as to be considered grotesquely deformed. Bearing the burden of uncomeliness is even tougher for a fella who previously thrust his movie-star handsome mug out in front of him wherever he went. Still, if he’s rich enough, you just know his wealth will overcome any obstacle; so it’s hard to feel too concerned for Tom Cruise when he survives a car wreck engineered by a wacky ex-girlfriend and comes to a mangled mess of his former self in Vanilla Sky (2001). The new chick is still going to fall for him, she’d be a fool not to, and plastic surgery can do wonders these days, if an ugly dude has enough money. But then Cruise’s mind slips, madness creeps up like the return of a presumed dead psycho broad, and suddenly we of the great homely masses are in the odd position of being worried for Tom Cruise’s future.