Thank you. Jurassic World makes Jurassic Park 3 look like it was written by David Mamet. Absolutely idiotic.

STRANGE MAGIC. Oh my stars, it was part of a drive-in double bill, I can't image there was ever a worse movie EVER.

It Follows would have definitely made the list for me. After so much hype, it was among the dumbest, slowest and least scary horror movies I've ever seen. It was insulting, frankly, it was so bad.

And was written by Tarantino! Why have a five-minute vicious bear attack when you can have someone give a 30 minute speech about milk!

Yes, but can you understand a single word that Tom Hardy says?

There's always such an uproar about Jar-Jar being one extended racist trope, but godDAMN the Trade Federation is some "ching-chong" bullshit.

Ranking:
Reservoir Dogs
Smelling an extended fart
Pulp Fiction for nostalgia reasons
Getting that Wrath of Kahn worm in your ear
the remainder of your list

Christ, I hated Basterds. The opening scene, the scene in the bar—it's just QT behind the typewriter, giggling with glee over how smart and funny he thinks he is.

Who gets beaten up for laughs the whole movie. yay!

It's three hours of people talking at each other in a room. THR says the 70mm is basically wasted.

The Hollywood Reporter said it's three hours of people lecturing each other in Tarantino's voice, which is exactly what I expected.

So well said, and exactly!

No, but I heard his chins are seriously ticked off. God help us if those fucking things break free from his face and start a campaign of terror.

Ugh. Joseph Gordon-whatever seriously needs to fuck off.

Wrong. It's a great song, and the synthesizer bit is fantastic.

Lol. Oh Yoko, you are many, many wonderful things, but a singer is not among them.

Is this a sequel to that movie where the married guy ate the Twilight girl's pussy?

It's even weirder, considering that the last one is an idiotic, slow boat through hell.

Ugh. That's his "most visionary idea."

That's too generous. 2 hours of people talking at each other in Tarantino's hokey voice, one hour of clichéd, totally derivative violence.