I have just returned from seeing Four Christmases. It was so bad I didn't even know what to do with myself. And, I was on the film shoot for the movie and I'm not in it. Cut, nixed, gone.
AND THANK GOD BECAUSE THE MOVIE IS POOP ON A REEL.
The SF Chron guy fell asleep. I, on the other hand, was so awestruck by the crapptacity of the movie that I stayed awake. I was so confused that I randomly burst into laughing fits with my roommate. I felt robbed, I felt drunk, I felt cheated, I felt disappointed in Reese.
And they totally busted up the geography of San Francisco.
We told our doorman not to see it as well as the stranger in the elevator.
Hey Seth Gordon: You owe me $12.00.
AND THANK GOD BECAUSE THE MOVIE IS POOP ON A REEL.
The SF Chron guy fell asleep. I, on the other hand, was so awestruck by the crapptacity of the movie that I stayed awake. I was so confused that I randomly burst into laughing fits with my roommate. I felt robbed, I felt drunk, I felt cheated, I felt disappointed in Reese.
And they totally busted up the geography of San Francisco.
We told our doorman not to see it as well as the stranger in the elevator.
Hey Seth Gordon: You owe me $12.00.
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