Paris Hilton is so misunderstood that she’s decided to let the world see the real woman behind the image in “Paris, Not France,” a documentary that debuted last year at the Toronto International Film Festival. The film, according to the Los Angeles Times, was supposed to go along with the 2006 release of “Paris,” her self-titled debut album. And director Adria Petty’s film is already out-of-date. It gives no mention of Paris’s stint in jail in 2007 and features the Paris that was always trying to upstage her last moment with stunts like riding a motorcycle on the red carpet. Comparatively, the Paris of today is much more low-key. But I bet she still believes she’s a victim of Barbie comparisons and doesn’t for a second think that she had a hand in perpetuating that persona. Reportedly, Paris doesn’t reveal much about herself and doesn’t give any insight into how the Paris “phenomenon” fits into today’s celebrity economy, where talentless people can market themselves as a brand, which increases their celebrity. In case you can’t tell the difference between the flirty, public Paris and the serious, private Paris when the documentary airs on MTV this summer, remember the public one has a silly, baby voice and the private one has a deeper voice.