Sex and the City: the story of four women and their pet horse.
-Numerous clever fucks
-Roger Ebert
There aren't a lot of great summer movies for you to choose from this year. What you have to ask yourself is this: "How much I want to puke my pants at the movies?" You have to know analyze your taste in film and ask yourself which is more effective for this purpose. *Slight spoiler alert*
Will it be:
A. Watching an Asian man defecate into a woman's mouth, or
B. looking at Sarah Jessica Parker's face for 146 minutes?
If you chose A, go see The Human Centipede and seek therapy if you enjoy it.
If you chose B, go see Sex and the City 2, but do make sure you have a female escort unless you want your ass kicked. By me.
Disclaimer: I had the opportunity to see The Human Centipede in theatres and I loved it. I will not take my own advice and seek therapy because I would most definitely be prescribed medication that mellow my ability to hate sufficiently to write my blog. Cheers!
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