wasteland
I can't think of a single movie out right now that I have any real interest in seeing.
Upsetting prosthetic slapstick; anthropomorphized animal schmaltz; sassy, bleakly animated polygons; declining action franchise figureheads; smug, dumb foreign accent showcases; barely coherent parody mishmashes that are appreciably worse than their skewered-to-death sources; the remnant genre dregs of January; and, of course, that bane at the edge of my cultural consciousness, horror horror horror (dudes kissing or stray areolae: bad; bloody stump porn: okay). Bleh. Puke.
Upsetting prosthetic slapstick; anthropomorphized animal schmaltz; sassy, bleakly animated polygons; declining action franchise figureheads; smug, dumb foreign accent showcases; barely coherent parody mishmashes that are appreciably worse than their skewered-to-death sources; the remnant genre dregs of January; and, of course, that bane at the edge of my cultural consciousness, horror horror horror (dudes kissing or stray areolae: bad; bloody stump porn: okay). Bleh. Puke.
Comments
This is long dark matinee of the soul.
Posted by: Adam Harvey | February 20, 2006 04:24 AM
I think you just described the title of Brett Ratner's E! True Hollywood Story.
Posted by: R. | February 20, 2006 06:23 AM