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Dear god in heaven.
Someone should come up with an reality action show where all of the hollywood producers and screenwriters are held captive on a speeding bus driven by Keanu Reeves while sytematically having bits of their frontal lobes sauteed by Anthony Hopkins.
Are there no more original ideas? Are we doomed to an endless cycle of thin plots and dismal sequels of sequels? Can't someone finally drive a stake in that retarded boxer's heart? How fucking old is the Rambo character now? 55? 60?
Shit. These things are worse than Hammer's kudzu-like vampire movies.
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+++++++++++Boom!
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