Welcome Home Sir by Laci Paige
Is that airplane supposed to represent the heroine’s strap-on or something?
Is that airplane supposed to represent the heroine’s strap-on or something?
A bookish heroine is not the same as a dumb bell heroine, right?
Addiction recovery groups are the new hookup joints, people!
Another selfish and unlikable brat is married out of the social whirl. Bless the sad sod that takes one for the rest of us.
This one doesn’t try too hard to stand out from the rest of the generic creepy house movies out there.
Blue balls on the hero’s Christmas tree is the purest sign of true love.
I’m not sure about hope, but there’s plenty of whine to go around.
There’s no need for deception when the heroine is a dim-witted thing.
The scariest thing here is how Asa Butterfield is getting old very quickly before my eyes.
For a movie with a time-traveling Walkman ghost, this one is inexplicably boring from start to finish.