Old School (2003)
Here’s a star-studded example of textbook mediocrity.
Here’s a star-studded example of textbook mediocrity.
Believe it or not, Brittany Murphy is the best thing about this show.
Alright, who asked for this sequel? Come out, come out so that I can smack some sense into all of you.
Jesse Bradford saves this generic romantic comedy from sinking farther into the bog of mediocrity.
Two cartoon franchises collide, but the result feels like a watered-down Disney wannabe.
This may be one of those icky Disney-kiddie-like films, but it’s actually a flooring awesome movie thanks to a certain Ms Curtis.
This one deserves a Siberian suplex to the head.
It’s what it is. Ugh.
This is singularly one of the worst romantic comedies ever. Toxic, dumb, and painful all around.
Cheap, frivolous, pretentious cult classic-wannabe.