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Aug. 6th, 2007 05:27 pmI think, today, I actually experienced myself becoming retarded. Why? Because we saw the Bratz movie.
Really, that should be enough for you to not be my friend anymore, but I'm going to attempt to defend myself.
First of all, it's all Liz's damn fault. I'm a hapless pawn. Secondly, in her defense, she thought it was an awful idea when we first saw a preview for it, but then she almost wet herself with the idea of it being a musical.
I'd now like to make note that it was not, in fact, a musical. It was lip-syncing.
Anyway, it... I fear for my sister's generation, that these are their role models. I really wasn't expecting it to be brilliant, but... I was expecting at least a marginally cohesive plot. It was like "la la la, things are happening. This seems like plot. Wait, what? Another musical montage? WTF? (I kid you not when I say there was like 10 musical montages) Okay, plot again... right, this sort of makes sense... wait, where did they get those signs? Oh, I think they grabbed them through a plot hole. What in the hell is HAPPENING in this movie?! Wait... it's over? I'm so confused."
I have never been this baffled by anything in my life. I think that movie is responsible for the monster diarrhea I had afterward, because my body was trying to cleanse itself.
On the plus side, we did see The Simpsons Movie finally. Which was fucking awesome, and it totally makes up for the horrible eye-vomit from earlier. There's not enough good things I can say about The Simpsons Movie, and I seriously wish I could un-watch Bratz.
End Transmission.
Really, that should be enough for you to not be my friend anymore, but I'm going to attempt to defend myself.
First of all, it's all Liz's damn fault. I'm a hapless pawn. Secondly, in her defense, she thought it was an awful idea when we first saw a preview for it, but then she almost wet herself with the idea of it being a musical.
I'd now like to make note that it was not, in fact, a musical. It was lip-syncing.
Anyway, it... I fear for my sister's generation, that these are their role models. I really wasn't expecting it to be brilliant, but... I was expecting at least a marginally cohesive plot. It was like "la la la, things are happening. This seems like plot. Wait, what? Another musical montage? WTF? (I kid you not when I say there was like 10 musical montages) Okay, plot again... right, this sort of makes sense... wait, where did they get those signs? Oh, I think they grabbed them through a plot hole. What in the hell is HAPPENING in this movie?! Wait... it's over? I'm so confused."
I have never been this baffled by anything in my life. I think that movie is responsible for the monster diarrhea I had afterward, because my body was trying to cleanse itself.
On the plus side, we did see The Simpsons Movie finally. Which was fucking awesome, and it totally makes up for the horrible eye-vomit from earlier. There's not enough good things I can say about The Simpsons Movie, and I seriously wish I could un-watch Bratz.
End Transmission.
