Unhinged Movie Reviews And Ruined Films

A bitterly disappointing waste of an opportunity to tell the story of all our lives — in which he was made the villain and not the relatable everyman he should’ve been *sigh*


It was time to trawl through the unpublished stuff and see what, if anything, I might conceivably palm off on you all as a post rather than going to the effort of writing something … and whaddayaknow … almost immediately, I found this.

So, there you go … unless something crosses my mind that I absolutely have to share with you … or I think of a satisfactory way of wreaking my revenge upon you for being the deplorable specimens that you are… that’s your lot for today, ingrates.

If nothing else, it might amuse John DeVore and/or Filmofile … the rest of you can take it or leave it, I don’t care, whatever, I’m wasted on you Philistines anyway, so why change the habit of a lifetime now, just when I’m hating it, eh (why do you think I went looking for something I could simply slap up here rather than waste precious seconds of my life on the likes of you) … I don’t know … they come here … rifle through my stuff … make a mess of things … … … how do they find me?

And this needs to be a thing

No, really … that needs to become a tradition.

There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live and too rare to die.