Friday, February 4, 2011

El marque del beaste! So much more exciting than your average mark...

I will never understand D-grade movies.  I do wonder what goes on inside the head of a Hollywood producer.  Is it two monkeys playing hackey-sack?  No, I'm sure they're very intelligent and so forth, and sometimes make bad mistakes etc...  But what I am asking is do they get a really crappy script and just think WOW!  This'll be great or do they know it's a shit idea and just make the film for fun?  My last two weekends have been spent studying and watching crappy movies.  No, I'm totally kidding it's been a non-stop party with loads of drugs and women with their tits out screaming, "Pass the Jager!"  It's your choice whichever one you want to believe...

I had the pleasure of watching a shitty movie called Cursed once.  But see I watched it in Spanish so it didn't seem that bad.  For a very average Spanish speaker such as myself it was actually really good, the sentences were short and they didn't use big or complicated words.  Plus there was just something hardcore about seeing Portia De Rossi (now Degenerees) saying in over-acted Spanish voiceover "El marque del beaste!"  I did enjoy that bit of bollocks.  Oh but tonight, I watched it again...in English.  It lost it's appeal.  So, so badly scripted, shitty-arse D-grade movie plot and storyline etc...  Although, Christina Ricci acted the arse of that role, in a corny "this has what my career has come to way".  I'm thinking they made it as a bit of a joke?  I hope.  It's either that or the director/producer/everyone involved in the movie really does just have two monkeys playing hackey-sack where brains should be.

Moving on...Eragon.  What utter crap.  I know, I know it's meant to be for kids.  But still...even as a child I would be thinking, "really...what crap, dragons aren't real and even if they were they wouldn't sound like Charlotte from Charlotte's Web".  I wish I had a dragon though.  You know if they were real and all.  When people would call me on a Sunday asking to hang out (because we all know my social life is so hectic), I could be all like..."oooohh no, sorry I'm just out riding my dragon".  Then they'd be all like, "Can I come too!?" And I would be all like "yeah...no...it's my dragon".

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