I hate John Carpenter, but I love vampires, so I rent the damn thing.
Starring Sigourney Weaver's boobs.
Like April said, if Ebert gave it a thumbs up, then I don't go see it. But somebody didn't want to go see Next Friday, so we went and saw this instead. Actually, it was funny as hell. Tim Allen makes me want to wretch, but his ego fit the role well.
Having known a few hard-core Trekkies, I can relate to where this film is coming from. It pokes fun at the whole convention lifestyle, but it isn't mean spirited. It just points out the inherent humor in and inherent passion behind the sci-fi obsessed.
This is the single weirdest kung fu movie I have seen since The Legend of the Seven Golden Vampires.
No director can make me feel like Gregg Araki.
Pretty good film, considering how much I loathe Jim Carrey.
Do you wanna know the best part of the film? The best part was found at the very end of the credits..."Jay and Silent Bob will return in Clerks 2: Hardly Clerkin'." Now that is something to get excited about!
Way better than I thought it would be, in a sex with inanimate objects sort of way.
How this film got a PG-13 is beyond me. [Oops, I checked and see it was Rated R - my Bad!]
Mindless trash entertainment...but entertainment nonetheless. I was made to watch this crap late at night with Debra and April, feasting on Tom Thumb sushi and cheap beer. I didn't pay to rent it, so I didn't feel so bad. I had a good time watching it though. There's nothing like talking back to the screen when a situation is beyond belief. And most of the situations in this film were way beyond belief...