GQ has a blog where two guys rip the worst movie of the week
. It's like watching MST3K while crashing from too much X. But reading it instead of watching it. Or something. Funny. And now I don't have to see LEGION. Or DAYBREAKERS.
Labels: watching movies
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I've lost all patience for these kinds of juvenile "reviews." What is it about human nature that draws people to that type of shit? A large group of people spend months or years of their lives putting a film together, and a couple idiots with a keyboard spend 20 minutes vomiting their braindroppings into a posting about how bad the film is. This kind of crap is pervasive in the internet age and serves no purpose whatsoever.
It's one thing to honestly review a film and say "this doesn't work because," and quite another to snarkily shit on people's work. It's like a mob of stupid, pitchfork-wielding villagers tromping through the virtual world.
It was amusing reading, but hardly Mr Cranky.
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