Posted by Ecstatica at 24.247.106.17.gha.mi.chartermi.net on March 19, 2004 at 20:54:43:
: And you know what pissed me off? I could easily write a better purely-hormone driven directed at adolescent boys completely disregarding plot movie. That was the most pathetic excuse for a movie. I'm not even a great or even good writer, but how does this junk get made? I seriously want to know how someone actually gets paid to write that and have it released. I picture some spoiled teenage boys getting there daddy to buy them the rights, followed by one night of "dude, okay, dude, okay, then at the end when he finds them lezzing out, he just says the hell with it and joins in for some majore threeway action". Next time they are looking to waste a movie budget, come see me. I need the money and I could do at least a medicore job. End rant.
Forgive me for being opinionated here, but I happen to have a strong one. I'm not a big fan of Cruel Intentions 2 (though I am hot for Sarah Thompson), but somebody DID write that movie and I doubt anyone came to them. You know? You probably COULD do a better job and then I could see a better flick on midnight cable.
SO DO IT ALREADY!
If all of us geniuses on the board would produce some work, then we could kick evolution in the ass when the next wave of posters vowed to outdo us and create that rolling snowball of cultural improvement that stopped somewhere in the 80s. I'm not slamming anybody, but when I see a legitimate bitch and a potential solution, I wonder why you aren't out there getting that big fat movie check rather than waiting for Mr. Weinstein to show up at your door.
Come on, improve my life. Please!
Kevin did.