I'll know on Sunday!
Jessica-Taunter-McTaunterson!
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I'll know on Sunday!
Jessica-Taunter-McTaunterson!
Of the Brooklyn McTauntersons.
I'll know on Sunday!
Jessica-Taunter-McTaunterson!
I for one will be glad to have an early-warning system I generally trust.
This is the most insane thing I've ever heard of. (Warning: links to Nerve.com's movie blog, which isn't in and of itself a dirty, shameless porn-like site, but Nerve does promote the smut elsewhere, so your work gateway may not know the difference.)
Oh. good god, Corwood. That's frightening.
Why? WHY?
I'll reserve judgment on the other hand news but of the first? Holy Mother of Holy Things...stop him. Someone stop Werner for our own good. nonononononono. Can I just say NO.
Regardless of whether you love or hate that flick and I'm so very far into the hate that I bear a grudging admiration...it just does not need to be remade. Or even rethunkabout. If you know what I mean.
Bleach. I need retroactive brain bleach.
I've never even heard of that movie.
Ew. Why?
Speaking of retroactive brain bleach: the DVD Pete watched last night had a trailer for Lost Boys: The Tribe. Oh god, it looks appalling. And not even so-bad-it's-funny appalling, just flat-out horrible.