Oh, the cringe, the cringe, and the edgy paper cuts it inflicts on my heart.
Nothing’s stirring on my end, I’m afraid.
Not exactly diarrhea-causing material, but it’s still tad hard to go down.
The title is the only thing this movie has going for it.
It’s like these people haven’t the foggiest idea what to do with the movie after coming up with the man-eating jeans premise.