In the US, it's the sound a butt does!

Truly, the only real ethical quandary of cloning is whether or not we'll depreciate our Lucy Lawlessness.

Ladies and gentlemen, I present the first and only time anyone has called for MORE Sucker Punch!

Re: A Young Lucy Lawless.

Well it isn't much of a hivemind if you can just wander off and opine lonesome whenever you want.

It isn't a gut-buster for me, either, but I think the idea of having the phone call be a prank for the sake of the monkey is very…I dunno, satisfying? I'm not laughing out loud, but inside my gut's telling me that staging a phone call to fool a monkey is the right comedic path to take.

Ms. Kahn wasn't a slouch either. She was one of my first movie crushes, between Young Frankenstein and Blazing Saddles.

Well, you have to understand, the mental image of you grimacing while you put up the finger quotes to awkwardly over-enunciate the phrase, "relax my butthole" is like a nugget of comedy gold in a clear mountain stream.

I can also not do that. Truly, a universe of possibilities abounds!

Yeah, that's a fair take, and I can't wait for a movie to actually fake me out and really show off the fully realized product CGI can eventually be.

I think it's a fair knee-jerk reaction, though, since when you start to actually pay attention to CGI elements, they do look obviously fake. Not always, but not infrequently either.

Well yeah, but doesn't it follow that if the special effects in a movie stand out from the rest of the movie, then they aren't doing their job? If an actor's performance reminds you at the wrong time that none of this is actually happening and they're just a bunch of preternaturally good-looking jerks in New Zealand…

"Baby Geniuses Avaricious"

Because from the outside, Catholicism is a pretty spooky show that still has a grip on reality. Hardcore evangelism is maybe creepier since fundamentalists really seal themselves off from the world and embrace a separateness from the secular. Catholicism, though, is a thing of dead languages and holy spirits, ghosts…

That would be such a waste of the movie's title, though. The pithy, disdainful review writes itself:

I'd definitely say Mr. Vengeance is the weakest of the three, though I still think it's a great movie.

I have a friend who describes him as Chris Tucker Without Charisma, Talent, or Humor.

Yeah, it wasn't like the dance scene was totally gratuitous or out of nowhere, it tied stuff together and all, but I guess I'm just biased against any sort of singing/dancing ending, because I reject such petty hu-man emotions as joy or love.

To be fair, it has a lot of the base elements to make an easily disliked piece of kitsch/quirk, a genre that by its nature tends to be disliked by people who want to seem discerning.

Wax cylinders and telegraphs, I'm telling you! Their day is due!