To 'BARBIE: Jealous? Of that! Puh-lease. I'm jealous of a no talent, brain dead, arrogant, garbage-making, poor-excuse-for-an actor and director-can't play a convincing anything-muscle head! Sure, the probability of me being envious of this loser is the same as Jean-Claude's chances at winning the Oscar. And Rodman, hmmm, let's see. What am I jealous about him? Maybe, the fact that he is the most pathetic human being on the face of the earth? No? Oh, yes, of course, his constant suicide threats. Wait, there's more? Rodman's poor acting ability? His phony bisexuality just to get more attention? Constant insecurity and depression? Hmmm? Good qualities, WISH I HAD THEM! Yeah, right. Understand 'BARBIE, that I have no ill will over these two except when they try to make a movie as horrible as this one.
To fluffy: I can see you are a fan of J-C-V-D, but I can see you are a person that has good taste when saying that you'll never buy "Double Team." Pardon me for asking, but did you actually buy "The Quest"?! Just asking . . .
To Zorro: On the subjest of Mickey "Mouse" Rourke, I feel that any material this man makes turns to crap with the same magnitude and haste as King Midas with his *golden touch*. I hear that he made a movie with the late (but not great) 2pac. Saddening as his death was, I believe Mr. Shakur was spared a better fate then mine when I saw this piece of crap. Rourke needs one thing, well, actually two. A bullet and a revolver; and a moment alone . . . (with his agent, I mean).
Climbing the neverending Mountain of Cinema,
Kollege
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