Divine is no longer the filthiest person alive - that honor now belongs to Partyboy. I won't ruin the surprise, but in a movie in which someone also eats cow shit, there are few things that could be grosser to ingest. Ironically, the ingestion of this substance is the one sequence in either Jackass movie that is censored. Those boys can put toy cars and beer bongs in their ass, take a dump on a dollhouse and let a snake gnaw on their sock puppeted penises, but this is the one thing that goes beyond rated R.
Bruce Campbell + old Disney movie from the 60s = what the fuck?
This is a stinky movie, full of stinky pirates, stinky villains and a stinky plot to boot.
Any film that involves the psychological torture of a member of New Kids on the Block is ACES in my book. Add to that the fact that one of the little bitches from 7th Heaven is being slowly poisoned and coughing up blood...you've got a horror film guaranteed to satisfy.
So the Black Spider-Man suit is like Axe Body Spray? It puts a spring in your step, makes you irresistible to women and worst of all...gives you finger guns?!?!?! I fucking HATE finger guns.
Kirsten Dunst's voice double was ridiculous. It didn't sound like her in the least bit. No wonder she got shit-canned.
Harry was better looking with half his face burned off. James Franco is just too smarmy and frat boy looking, but scar tissue and a wonky eye adds character.
My poor husband had to sit through yet another comic book movie with me bugging him about the storylines and characters and how close the movie was to the comics. To his credit, I think he only told me to "shut the fuck UP" twice.
Yet another film starring Kate Beckinsale in a corset, fighting vampires and werewolves and various hybrids of the two. Even though it's the sequel to Underworld, it had enough in common with Van Helsing to confuse the hell out of me and make me have to think real hard about what had happened in the previous movie and who the characters were.
Starring Alyssa Milano's boobages.