A bored housewife jousts at windmills, pokes fun at everything from leg wax to Miss Manners.
My letter to Quentin Tarantino: Dear Mr. Tarantino, After seeing your latest masterpiece, Kill Bill, I want desperately to throw some sweet lovin’ your way, because you just f*King rock. Nevermind the fact that I don’t find you physically attractive. I don’t even care. (Wait…Could we keep the lights off?) Other directors should be made …
In order to be fair, I should tell you here that we attempted to watch About Schmidt four different times over the past three weeks. We were having a problem with our cable television, and couldn’t get the pay-per-view function to work. I had to call the cable company repeatedly about this, which means I …
I am putting together a League of Extraordinary Gentlemen to save the world from Sean Connery’s latest disaster of a movie. It was extraordinarily bad in an extraordinary way. I mean, a film usually has to center around a talking dragon to be this bad. Sean Connery is so smug in this movie. I am …
Michael and I saw T3 Rise of the Machines. Although the movie didn’t suck, I was disappointed there weren’t more scenes showing the army of terminators. Given the title, I expected a few mechanical army scenes. There was only one. I was also disappointed with Arnold’s butt. His age is starting to show. He still …
We saw The Hulk this afternoon. I’ll try not to tell too much of the plot. I like to judge movies for myself as I assume most people do, so there will be no spoilers here. I just have to comment on what a heartless idiot Bruce Banner’s love interest, Betty Ross, seems to be. …
We live in Louisville, KY. We drive cars and pay our taxes. Generally speaking, a man will only marry his sister here if he already got her pregnant. In other words, we try to maintain a certain appearance of civility. However, if you were to attend the Kenwood Drive-In Theater, you would see some of …