To begin, I like Jody Foster. I find her mildly attractive, and actually watched panic room for that reason.
WHAT IS THE FUCKING DEAL WITH THIS MOVIE THOUGH? Is there any film that is so diabolically frustrating. You begin the movie with hope almost every time, thinking that possibly..... MAYBE.... you misjudged it the last time. Then you remember...... STILL watching as there isn't anything else on........ hating every moment that the reaches your corneas..... You attempt to stick a losange full of morphine in your nose until you remember that, that particular action makes more sense than the morons who greenlighted this peace of shit.
Yet you watch it to the end, once again saying.
"That movie sucked" "May my head now be lopped off my shoulders"
Then Carl Sagan rises from the grave and exclaims
"Holy fuck did that suck, whoever did the screenplay for that movie should rot in hell."
He decides that death is better than watching so he closes the coffin. You then flick around looking for a christina ricci movie settling for The Princess Diaries 2 with the sound turned off.
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