When Doggie Howser puts his hand on the giant brain at the end and yells "It's afraid. IT'S AFRAID" and the crowd of hot fascists goes wild, I'm in such bliss, every viewing.

In a weird, sick, way I actually appreciate, if not like, Alien3 and Alien: Resurrection. The first plays like a sic-fi movie crossed with Macbeth and the last is almost like Moulin Rouge! With Aliens! All singing, all killing!

I think he's a Good Bad Actor. Kathleen Turner basically called him out for this in her memoir regarding Peggy Sue Got Married. She basically says that he got specific and ridiculous because he doesn't have the skills to create dimensionality and humanity.

LOL. Yes, when I think of uneducated people that wound up living their dream and making millions for it, I use the adjective "poor." :p

After seeing the 5th Element, I'm sure he's sucked at least one cock in his lifetime.

Like we did with Goldie Hawn!

I'm probably faggier. Can I have him?

Or at least stickier.

Lol. To be fair, they're remaking CHIPS, for fuck's sake. The likelihood that the movie would be even passable was really, really low to begin with.

And poor Julian McMahon. He was so fun and wicked in Nip/Tuck. In the F4s, he looks like he's trying to shit a large stapler.

…yeah, but those stupid movies do their damnedest to try and fuck her genetic blessings up. I mean, have you ever seen a more fake dye job on the hair (or plastic wig?) And those blue contacts are just beyond the pale bad.

I'll own it. To paraphrase Heathers, he gives me shower-nozzle masturbation material for weeks.

We're grading on a curve, here, obviously. Man, those movies were baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad.

If Roger Moore could play Bond well into his 300s, we can have Evans suit up as CA.

To be fair, if I looked like Chris Evans, I'd never want anything to end. Except maybe a prison bitch experience. And even that—Evans probably would get all the hot guys in Oz.

I'd add Basic Instinct, in that it both launched the 1990s wave of mostly-bad sex-driven thrillers (although Bound is terrific and Stone's own The Specialist is terrifically terrible,) along with Sharon Fucking Stone into the iconography.

It's this or the 5th Element as the model for "1990s ridonk action nonsense." I especially love how both of them are ridonk ON PURPOSE, in that the pitch for these movies most likely resembled the actual movies.

I love Mommie Dearest, but I'm still unsure if Faye Dunaway delivers a terrific, one-for-the-ages performance or a horrible, incredibly insulting performance as Crawford.

I'm not entirely sure if Crawford is moved by Davis' performance or the friendship line.

Not having decent chopped liver makes me miss Florida. And Publix.