Not that anyone should care, but this movie was the biggest pile of steaming dog shit I've had to smell all summer. (With the possible exception of Godzilla, which was more of a slimey cat chuck.) Tea Ducovany is the worst cardboard cut-out currently trying to be an actress in the world. Watching her do news casts made me glad I didn't bring my glock along to the theater, because I swear I would have eaten a bullet to shut her up.
As for the moving bit when she and her father get wiped out, I was cheering. My only hesitation was the idea that she might somehow swim to the surface of that massive, computer graphic.
Man, I never thought I'd say this, but after seeing this film, I actually did NOT want to have sex with Tea McLeone. It's sick when a movie can affect you on that level.
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