An Increasingly Drunk Guy at a Party Reviews Movies
An increasingly drunk guy at a party reviews Independence Day, 3 beers at a time. Will Smith, so awesome dude!!
An increasingly drunk guy at a party reviews Independence Day, 3 beers at a time. Will Smith, so awesome dude!!
An in-depth examination of The Sidekick, The Femme Fatale, and the Mad Scientist movie archetypes in order to determine if they have any basis in reality.
The head of a porn studio gives notes to a young screenwriter on his screenplay submission to Money Shot Studios.
It's the party to commemorate partying—a glamorous presentation of drinking, entertainment and debauchery sure to captivate your senses.
Once again, it's Hollywood's time to shine in the summer blockbuster spotlight. And of course, Justin's turn to rain on their parade.
Drew Barrymore and Jimmy Fallon team up for a movie about as exciting as watching a pitcher's duel on TV. Oh right, unbiased...
It's worthless on so many levels, yet it's rewatchable to the point of exhaustion. So where does the national obsession with KC come from?
<p>I must be a low-down, dirty misanthropist, apparently. I must hate humankind; I must stomp out rainbows and kick small dogs in the stomach. I must kill innocent children; I must cheat at Monopoly; I must steal medicine from the elderly and hate America. Why?
The sheer lunacy of Japanese game show contestants is enough to put anime drama to shame. Right or wrong, the answer is comedy.
Reality TV reared its ugliest head of all with Flavor of Love. And just before you could wash the taste out of your mouth, New York is back.
Going down to South Park going to see if I can't... engage in sleazy ransacking, hot tub hookuping, 50-pound pussy sleeping, all in Trey Parker's house.
Everybody dies, but the big question is when and how. Why not put your money where your top ten celebrity corpses lay?