Five Little Words
"I have three words," said Diablo as we exited the theater where we'd just seen Death at a Funeral. "Contrived. Predictable. Gross."
I added two: pedestrian and implausible.
Although it came in too late to qualify as an official sixth word, we later agreed that "offensive" applied as well.
I was convinced that the screenwriter, Dean Craig, had to be an American hack (or rank beginner, or both) who got it in his mind that he could write a wacky British farce -- I could think of no other explanation for the lame, write-by-numbers material -- but it seems that he's British after all.
A shame to see the sexy and talented Peter Dinklage fallen this low. But hey, the rest of the audience seemed to love it. Why does this happen so often?
I added two: pedestrian and implausible.
Although it came in too late to qualify as an official sixth word, we later agreed that "offensive" applied as well.
I was convinced that the screenwriter, Dean Craig, had to be an American hack (or rank beginner, or both) who got it in his mind that he could write a wacky British farce -- I could think of no other explanation for the lame, write-by-numbers material -- but it seems that he's British after all.
A shame to see the sexy and talented Peter Dinklage fallen this low. But hey, the rest of the audience seemed to love it. Why does this happen so often?
posted by Billy at 9:01 PM
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perhaps because the rest of the audience was also contrived, predictable, gross, pedestrian, implausible, and offensive. or else they like that.
How sad, especially because I think I saw that the still-cute Rupert Graves (Room with a View, Maurice) was in it. I had such a crush on Alec Scudder.
Oooh, sadly he he not cute anymore. The years have not been kind to him. Maybe it was the lighting or the haircut or something, but I would not call him still cute.
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