Well you'd think the addition of Penelope Cruz's luscious boobies would amplify the positive marks of the film it in actuality lowers its overall value. You see, the filmmakers in fact were aware that the plot of this film was this: Garbage, garbage, and infinitely more garbage...basically they knew that the only way to make the movie better was to turn it into pornography, what's the problem you ask?...IT WASN'T PORNOGRAPHY! If you want sweet titties rent a Tracy Lords porny, sure she's 15 or so but the directors didn't know it so why should it bother you?...Vanilla Sky right...well it's really easy, the movie is too long for it's simple plot line of confusion + annoyance + confusion/the square root of Cameron Diaz going nuts. Since there are zero hints to the movies "dramatic" conclusion and it's another one of HOllywood's shitty fucking endings it brings me to one simple stand still...if I wanted to be confused and not know what's going on I could've done 2 things other than watch this shit movie: A) Gone to see a magician or B) Had someone lock me in a pitch black broom closet with Mike Tyson, Rob Van Winkle, and a bucket of grease. At least with the latter option I know some form of the word "Vanilla" will get its ass kicked! Now fuck off and die waste!...THANKS!
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