on the island, that is.
so i'm watching the island, the michael bay movie with ewan mcgrecor and scarlett johansson.
basically shit-ass. pretty much just a venue for displaying beautiful people looking beautiful running from fascists and evil -- but beautiful -- doctors. i liked this movie better when it was called EVERY SCI-FI FLICK MADE BY HOLLYWOOD EVER IN THE HISTORY OF THE WORLD EVER.
couple of observations.
no matter how dirty or wet or roughed up ewan mcgregor gets, his hair remains spiky, his stubble a day old, and his teeth milky white.
also, no scot has ever been in that good a shape. EVER. i should know. lots of the land of scot coursing through these veins.
you can take the scarlett johansson out of jersey, but you can't take the jersey out of... you know the rest. scratchy voice and thinks she's awesome but, babe, i got news for you: THE JERSEY SHORE IS ASS-UGLY AND GIRLS WHO SMOKE 30 PACKS A DAY ARE NOT SEXY.
luckily it has steve buscemi to keep it from completely sucking the biggest ass in movie-land. he's the sooth-sayer here.
how scary is that?
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