Probably, I couldn't be arsed to really give more than a cursory shit in defending the film. I just find it the height of insulting pedantry when the critical vox populi descends on such an obvious target. It's a kids movie meant to help shill fast food tie-in ephemera. Get over yourselves with the raging F when…

Ouch! You say what everyone's too scared to think!

Kid filler, produced for pennies on the dollar. How is this some sort of affront to humanity? Were we not raised on cheap, full-length shit like "Race For Your Life, Charlie Brown"?

I loved her outfit on that Carson Daly NYE slog.

Oh jeez, your hectoring is required in the How I Met Your Racism thread.

If the 'wick is a better part of the assemblage, time for a tune up.

Preferably A Whitney Brown and not the other Whitney I think you're talking about.

The thinking person's Schumer.

Her matching wits and sharpened claws with Bassett? The sutry paean to Tennessee Williams at full smolder with the jazz man? I'm loving her this season.

I hate when inspiration verve gets stifled.

Silver Jews, lo-fi not as constrainment but as a flourish of expression. Minimal mechanics, maximum aesthetic.

MANCHU PANIC!

Remember when Battles was the critical indie darling of 2004?

Brendan Fraser has a flabby neck reminiscent of a frog in resplendent midcroak.

After Cromwell and Rabe were done, there wasn't much left. We all knew plucky Paulson was getting out.

we've got some time before we hit Christian Troy getting breast cancer and marrying Liz.

I think it's taking the best part of Asylum (Lange unchecked and unleashed) and going full throttle.

Eh, Asylum fell off the rails midway through.

Christ, alternatively known as everyone i'd like to have dinner with.

the baby that Spalding spent 5 full minutes cuddling and cooing over?