I think my blood was so angry from the performance in front of my eyes, that there was a dull roar in my ears that kept me from hearing the groovy score.

The first Casino Royale. Look at the cast. Look at the writers (actually, wait, the sheer number of writers might not be a good thing). Look at the directors (even John Huston!). All that talent… there's got be something good in it.

So the only solution to saving the world is to kill Peter. Preferably Walter will do it for maximum pathos. Which would also loop us all the way back to the original sin of the series, which is Walter saving Peter.

So the only solution to saving the world is to kill Peter. Preferably Walter will do it for maximum pathos. Which would also loop us all the way back to the original sin of the series, which is Walter saving Peter.

I know the feeling. I rented it (oh my… this was a long time ago) to watch with a group of friends. We didn't know anything about it, but… c'mon… do you see who is in it? It's got to be good, right? Instead, it was like we were in a J-Horror film. Once it started, we couldn't leave. We stayed there, watching. All of…

I can't even get it that. Like I said, normally I can find at least one thing to like in every movie. But somehow, the totality of gawawfulness in this movie is mindnumbingly bad it angers my blood. And my angry blood overwhelms any possibility I'll like something. Kind of like when someone says that Hitler liked…

I hear what you're saying. As a concept, it sounds wonderful- let's see if we can create a shining example of just how bad the "process" of Hollywood is! You know, sort of like the film equivalent of "The Jungle"- it will make people retch so much they'll never want to watch another movie again!

The mention of Casino Royal has brought me to this thread like a moth to a flame.

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