Watching TV on cocaine sucks. Ketamine is where it’s at for getting you sucked into a story.  Unfortunately it sounds like that experience with this wouldn’t be much fun either.

Ironically, as a vasoconstrictor, cocaine does not help in the old erection department. People who are having sex that doesn’t involve a live penis may have a better experience, but I’d think the reduced blood flow to the vagina wouldn’t be much fun for the ladies, either.

“Tone of voice, what is it?”, says Jacob Oller, as he stares into the empty void of his life, and sees nothing staring back.

I don’t understand this site for the life of me any more. Most articles are lucky to get five intelligently written paragraphs, but we get a 3,000 word discourse on Baby It’s Cold Outside in the middle of fucking June?

There are plenty of people in here talking about how dumb Jacob Oller and everyone else is who has this take about it being a “rapey” song, so I’ll just say I agree with the rabble and move on with my day ...

This, umm, review is utterly banana pants insane. Mostly in a bad way, sure...but also kind of in a good way? Spending this amount of time and effort savaging a light-weight, long forgotten Ricardo Montalban vehicle is stupendously misguided, but I also can’t help but admire your commitment to the bit. Let’s see: one, …

Amazing how you can start with an incorrect premise and then go this far critiquing its origin while providing no relevant supporting information.

Sigh, it’s really sad that this whole site is written by people who never completed 8th grade English.

Suite. A “duel LP.”

He’s the Boy Who Could Fly!

“As for the story itself...there isn’t one.”

Johnny Storm was played by Bug from Uncle Buck?

If your interest in this film is based on the reunion between Napoleon Dynamite filmmakers Jared and Jerusha Hess and Napoleon himself, Jon Heder, who voices a supporting role, don’t expect to find the off-beat spark of weirdness often present in the Hesses’ work.

I half hope he manages to cancel the thing entirely. I never watched the W movie, even though it looked moderately interesting, because why would I want to spend more time with that guy once he finally slunk off to paint bathtubs? I certainly don’t want a movie about this shithead, who didn’t even disappear after he…

Your use of “pig” reminded me of a John Waters quote about Roy Cohn (regarding Cohn & company doing cocaine in Provincetown): “I wouldn’t have my nostril on the same straw as that pig.”

I’ve never seen a photo of Trump that could be even generously described as “flattering.” He’s a gross old pig and always has been.

Looking forward to the Snyder Cut, which is just two hours of Dan gargling Trump’s shriveled, old balls.

I have never known less about a movie after reading a review than I have about this movie after reading this review.

I was just going to say, I don’t think I’ve ever seen any story involving this woman which hasn’t been about her claiming something horrible happened to her behind the scenes.

With regards the kissing - if people say it was inappropriate, I’ll believe them.