With Wit, Reviewed By Kimmo Mustonenen
Sad writing times still sad.
To you, one less ferret.
To me, one less heart string by rodent warmed (Ed. Note – see last week. Sad.).
Movies? Films? Cinema?
Do now I even care?
I am a professional.
Roger Ebert never had the losing of constructive three weeks ruined. He is just jawless. Which is BADASS!!!
I am high.
Good for the hoping?!? “Hells yes!”, in my mind I thought.
Why not? David Wain? Pretty funny for sure.
Some Appatow producing? Why THE HELL not?!?
The world needs more penis jokes.
Full disclosure: I am almost the gay for Paul Rudd as for the “Puss In Boots.” Malin Akerman makes my man parts yearn to the moon (and beyond). Ken Marino? Funny, bitches!
Movie? Film? Cinema?
Plot? Not really, but try I must (Do, Kimmo, do! I hear you, Yoda!).
Linda (Jennifer Aniston) and George (Paul Rudd) have losing of work and only hitting hard the road can anything worthy of thought matter.
Then (being caught of the disease “movie dumb”), into Georgia they wander really.
Not good Georgia (former Soviets, science, industry) – but retard Georgia (peanuts, Creationism, crackers). Yet by not making Georgia they find communal living.
And Malin Akerman. More to come.
Jokes? Yes! And bad. Pubic hair.
Saying “dick” (funny when high, so funny at this time to me). Stereotypes that were original in the period of Never.
Oh! And closing credit out-takes!
Odin, this is the bestest! Never done in my life before my eye holes!
This movie is defeating me. Ennui hurts more than any other tired.
Now we leave the review for momentarily…
Is Universal much about the write off loss (so many questions – damn Kossu shots!). I have never tasted the accounting and still for the numbers I strain.
Are the Universal hoping for cinema death, to write off against anything that bathes in money?
Oh, to bath in money.
The entire movie taste is placed on the liking of the leads.
In your mind Rudd sucks? Then this sucks.
In your mind Aniston sucks? Same.
In your mind Akerman sucks? I will kill you. In your goddamn face. And don’t even touch her. Your death would be epic (for me) and of agony (for you). With fucking fire. Bitch.
So… really. See this crap if you are for the $15 to pump back into Uncle Sam. One thumb sideways. Malin Akerman is a goddess.
Else? Whatever. Do what you have to do. I cannot stop you.
Kimmo Mustonenen – (Kimmo On Kino) – Behind The Proscenium
P.S. As “Fringe” comes to an end I want to J.J. Abrams say “nice job”. We will never again mention “Lost”. You asshole.
P.P.S. Fluffy. I said it. Crying begins once more. Damn.