With Wit, Reviewed By Kimmo Mustonenen
Son of a bitch.
My working life is now my life of my life.
Sometimes the pain is so much, that there is howling where none is wanted.
Was I kicked in the right ball?
Stabbed in the lower right gut, pain flashing like a flashing pain light?
Made like the Lohan, when she moans the “Coke has run out” moan?
Life life = kidney stone.
Pee that looks like oil of the motor, pain that is for the yelling until the sweet, sweet Dilauded in my new vein hole makes me the smiling man.
Pain is for the drug-free. I like drugs.
Work life = “Total Recall.”
Has the farting monkey classic “Ed” already been re-animated?
I think watching Colin Ferrell, take on the Arnold head a major crap, would have been O.K. if I was still Mr. Vicodin.
Or Mr. Kossu. Or Mr. Lemon Skunk Sativa.
Just being Mr. Kimmo made me cry.
Plot? There was one, in 1990. And it was good.
Now, white bread crap fest.
“Total Recall” and no Mars. I see.
Now is the time to re-do, yet take out all that made the first to be made.
Sony, way to be!
Replace Sharon Stone with a boring (but hot) vampire chick – check.
Interesting stuff replaced with same old crap – check.
Three-breasted woman – check.
I have seen the trailer – I have seen the movie.
Sony, my butt is for the kissing… get back there, pucker up, I like tongue!
That is all to say about this nothing pile. No reason to exist, no reason to write about it.
Rent it – smoke the sweet Sativa – eat Cheetos – maybe nap. Check out the Beckin-butt (Kate Beckinsale).
But… that is all.
Please Odin, give me another stone for the passing before my eyeballs must hurt my brain with another crappy re-do. Please.
Now, that is all.
Kimmo Mustonenen – (Kimmo On Kino) – Behind The Proscenium
P.S. You, the children, who want to watch movies for the money all day and night like Kimmo? This is the shit that is your 90%. Study dentistry. Less pain all around.
P.P.S. Olympics. Why do the flippy pre-pubescent girls get the ratings? Why not the beach ladies with the ass crack assaulting shorts? That is entertainment! And Ryan Seacrest must be stopped. Before he multiplies! Hey Sony, there’s an idea that’s not a remake. Assholes.