Exactly my feelings.

This was surreal.

a man who uses warm water to shower.

How much cynicism do you need to you get from Dark City to this in your career?

If The Revenant wins, it will be the first time a honest-to-god exploitation film gets the Oscar. Way to go, Cannibal Holocaust!

His face reminds me of Jabba The Hut.

While I have no idea, if Trump is lying, when he identifies with Citizen Kane, I do think that this article was quite interesting. The paralels between Kane and Trump are legitimate. I think that both stories tackle on a certain capitalistic main thesis: How much can you buy, if you are infinitely rich? I don't think…

The 1933 King Kong didn't win the award, but the other two versions did? How come?

Sounds like a film my mother would love… Also, how green was my valley comes to mind, reading the plot summary.

"Electro beats. That's exactly what this Jefferson Airplaine song needs." - none ever.

Got it! "Human Centipede - The Musical". Who's with me?

Also: Mary Todd Lincoln (Yea, I'm surprised myself, too)

And Chris Christie isn't hairy…. I guess.

If you want to make sense out of something, you will always be able to do it. Did you know? If you listen to the Benny Hill Theme while watching Silence Of The Lambs, the film releases its full comedic potential. Fascinating.

Uh. Also, we need some shots of president Roosevelt, then. Just maybe on a newspaper, or so. So Whiteman can crush that paper and say: "If he can become president, I can damn well train that kid!"

wow, WOW! Now I get it! You genius! Now. Any more titles with double entendre?

Perfect! Sold! Now, let's add cancer or homosexuality to that trainer (it's the same in Hollywood, honestly), so he has something to fight for himself… otherwise, nobody will be able get a best actor nomination.

this doesn't look like a film, it looks like a row of decisions made by a board of executive members at a production company. I mean…. the title… the cheesy dialogue… the Nazis… it's simply too much. And don't let me get started on that trainer as white saviour, the "urban soundtrack", and the shower scene….

Too soon? :)

Oh man. We could've used him…. now we have to go with the only other guy capable of destillating the sound of schmatzy 1910s romance into a pseudo-Irish flute solo…. that's right, I'm talking about Lemmy from Motörhead.