Friday, December 19, 2008

Two Hours From Hell? Sign Me Up.

A. O. Scott's review of the latest Will Smith vehicle, Seven Pounds, makes me want to see the movie. It includes this paragraph:
...I don’t see how any review could really spoil what may be among the most transcendently, eye-poppingly, call-your-friend-ranting-in-the-middle-of-the-night-just-to-go-over-it-one-more-time crazily awful motion pictures ever made. I would tell you to go out and see it for yourself, but you might take that as a recommendation rather than a plea for corroboration. Did I really see what I thought I saw?
If the movie is really that bad -- and I don't doubt it -- it might be worth seeing. At the very least, it's often more fun to write about the terrible than the good, so I could report back and we could share some laughs.


Blogger Kraig Smith said...

I still insist that Seven Pounds isn't really the title, but rather just the cost of admission. I swear the early bird matinee is called Five Pounds.

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